I've never been much of a girly girl.
At the breakfast bar |
I don't get my hair highlighted
don't have my nails done
high heels hurt me,
and pink is just not my color.
But I do have daughters...
Lunch please, mom. |
who want accessories on everything,
who can't get enough purple sparkle nail polish,
and who clop around the house, unfazed, in my brutal stilettos.
And you know what?
Having these crazy cats as daughters is just beyond best!
How could I not be inspired by their creativity
their dazzling whimsy
their uber-funky wackadoo?!?
I managed to convince them to get down with yard work though! See?
I mean, even the dog has to get into glam.
Because it's just easier when you don't fight it, right?
Oh, thank heaven for little girls...
Off to accessorize, friends.
XOXO From My Hearth to Yours
P.S. I'm also a realist, so check back with me in about 10 years to see how I feel about having two teenaged little girls. Think my tone will change?