Being a parent is stretching me. Marvin does a better job at letting Calvin dress than I do, Marvin sort of jokingly calls me the fashion police. I don't think I'm that bad, but I often send Calvin back to his room to choose a different pair of pants or shirt to match, so maybe I am the fashion police. (He also doesn't seem to mind.)
I have my principles when it comes to fashion, and have tried to stick to them. There are a couple of things that truly bug me:
I refuse to buy anything with a logo plastered across it, because we not human billboards. Even if the things are very in at the moment, like coach purses. It's sneaky advertising if you ask me, and I'm I know most people don't agree or have a problem with it, but I'm weird.
The second thing that bugs me more than anything about children's fashion is character infatuation. Those in children's apparel fashion know a thing or two about kids, they love their characters and love to wear them. This lovely green shirt was given to him by our language teacher and the boy is obsessed with wearing it. If he sees me take it off the clothes line it must be immediately worn. Like I said these people know what they are doing.