As I was packing for a flight to visit my first niece, it dawned on my that rather than a pink dress I was bearing Vans and checkerboard socks. There you have it. My life with boys has clearly had an impact on how I dress girls- both tall and small.
My boys lament the mornings that I pull out a button down for school. Me? I raid my husband's closet for button downs to dress up. What is it about a woman in a man's shirt? While I have my own reasons for crossing the line, the images below are evidence that a woman's touch- as usual- makes all the difference.