A couple Sundays ago, Belle wore a cute sweater dress, leggins and boots to church. Usually, when we get home she picks out "comfy" clothes to wear back that night and we then take our afternoon nap.
Someone shout "Glory"!
Well...she comes waltzing out after nap in a crushed velvet black skirt cut on the bias, a silk black and white dress shirt...and a black and silver sequined choker.
And because I pick my battles, we just headed to the car.
I said, "Belle, you look beautiful."
Her response? "Yeah...I feel like I'm on 'What Not To Wear'!"