Around Halloween time, I bought some crazy hot pink and black striped tights to wear with this black dress I have had since high school, and was planning on dressing as a witch. I really ended up just looking like an angsty gothy teenager, but whatever.
The tights were labeled, "one size fits most" but when I wore them, I quickly realized that they must have meant one size fits most people under 4'11". They were crazy short, so I took them off, threw them in my closet, and there they have sat until yesterday. Yesterday, Audrey saw the tights lying on the closet floor and got very excited because she loves pink. Except she thinks it's red, so she yelled, "RED!!" and wrapped the tights around her body.
So I cut the legs off and tied them together, and made a tights boa for her to play with. The real treasure was the weird underwear part though. She put them on and has been obsessed with running around in them. It kind of looks like she's wearing one of those old timey bathing suits.
We've also been listening to Joni Mitchell a lot lately, and she was in the middle of an interpretive dance to "Both Sides Now" when these pictures were taken. And she kept exclaiming, "Mitchell!"
Could she be any more toddler-er in these pictures? I think not.
She finally got some real clothes on, but promptly put the tights suit back on. Then she climbed up in my lap and fell asleep. And I don't dare move an inch, because, hi. She's a neversleeper. I'll take what I can get.