When one reaches a certain age, it is considered unbecoming of a lady to prance down the street in a tutu.
Don’t ask me why, it just is. And, since I don’t want to be judged in the way in which I judge adults that wear Disney items or those weird fleeces with wolves on, for now at least I am conforming with societies expectations. Call me weak, it’s just the way it is.It is for this exact reason that I am now living out my fashion (and all other) dreams, vicariously through my delicious offspring.So, for this birthday, the only worthwhile gifts we could possibly get our daughter were:
- A teepee (or 2!)
- A tutu and
- Some very fierce shoes.
Who doesn’t want to read magical tails in a wonderful den whilst channelling your inner awesome?
I’ll tell you who. No one.
Thank you so, so much to everyone who made our Birthday weekend such a special one- proper Thank you’s to follow…probably!
And, for all those wondering where these items of amazingness hail from; you can get them here:
Tutu– so soft it is basically like wearing a cloud: Angels face
Bother Boots– The one and only Dr Martens, obvs.
Indoors Teepee– The wonderful Janine at Littleme Teepee
Teddybears Picnic Tent– The delightful, nothing on this earth is too much bother, Katie at The Celebration Tent
Happy Monday People!