What Not To Wear, The Teen Years
Magical, I tell you, magical. It was the feeling I had one day last week when I decided to surprise my daughter Abby by cleaning out her closet. She had been having too many of "those" mornings lately. . . mornings I can clearly remember from my own teenage years. Those frustrating days of “I have nothing to wear!” and “I have to leave in 7 minutes and I can’t find my jeans!”
To be clear, she has something to wear. Lots. But while she is scrambling for the perfect jeans, skirt, or dress, I am remembering those frantic mornings of digging through my own sock drawer trying to find that matching blue knee sock. Some were patterened, some had cables, some were wool. . . I know the frustration of “nothing to wear” amidst lots of “somethings.”
I set up my iPad in her room so I could watch a movie or two, and got to work. I pulled lots and lots of clothes out of her closet so that I could begin to sort. My goal was to make outfits that I thought she would like, so that she could simply pick up a hanger, and find an outfit-- tops, skirts, jeans, scarves, even jewelry. Wouldn't that be fun? YAY! But it was going to get messy before it got wonderful.
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