There are many, many things that my parents did right when they raised me. The only-fresh-fruit-or-vegetables-as-a-snack rule. Their total lack of commentary on my completely ridiculous outfits. Their encouragement of my voracious reading. However! I think all of these parenting decisions might pale in comparison to them providing me with theater-caliber dress up trunk.
It wasn't anything fancy, mostly just over-the-top thrift store finds in two old suitcases, but I loved it so hard. I probably spent entire months of my life fashioning different outfits from those scarves and boots and dresses.
It wasn't anything fancy, mostly just over-the-top thrift store finds in two old suitcases, but I loved it so hard. I probably spent entire months of my life fashioning different outfits from those scarves and boots and dresses.
A pair of red cowboy boots were integral in all of my
dress-up outfits. And really, shouldn't they be the corner
stone of all of our outfits, all the time?
My "gypsy" costume consisted of wearing everythingat once and tying a scarf around my head. Also, attempting
belly dancing, just like most six-year-olds, right?
belly dancing, just like most six-year-olds, right?
It's just like the gypsy outfit, but with an eye patch andmy plastic parrot tied to my shoulder.
Old prom dresses = princess. Obviously.Did you love to dress up as a kid? What did you dress up as?
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oh dear. i still do.
my favourite was my mum's lace debutante dress, shorn off at my feet, worn with two plastic crowns, my patent "red ruby slippers" and a silver shawl.
style QUEEN ...
very little has changed!
ME TOO! I had this guant dress-up bag at the foot of my bed, and all I did was run around in elaborate themed outfits (and my mum was awesome enough to document it with her camera).
My love for dress-ups was so obvious that great-aunts started to donate their old frilly nightgowns and shoes to me.
Come to think of it, my life is still a big game of dress-ups. That's the way forward, right?
I still do, Ms von Bargen!
Adventures of a Sequin Cat
Wonder Woman. My jump rope was the truth lasso.
I went through a phase when the Sister Act movies came out where I started dressing up in za-za sequined figure skating outfits and covering them up with robes and towels tied around my head. I would sing along to the soundtrack and then at the end I would bust out from the robes and towels for the big finale. I don't actually remember if they did that in the movie, but I just loved the shock factor of going from nun to show-stopping diva at the end of my "performance."
On a side note, I was not raised Catholic. My only knowledge of nuns came from The Sound of Music and Sister Act. Probably explains why I always just assumed they were all just secretly glamorous singers under all those clothes...
I used to dress up as an underwear model. That is so embarrassing. But I used to strut around in sparkly underwear.
And I also used to dress as Princess Jasmine... poofy pants and all..
Somedays I feel like I still dress up. It's "normal" clothes, but when put together, they create a persona and for the day, I am that persona. It's a fun way to play with clothes and identity.
I don't think I ever wore regular clothes as a child, I thought they were "too boring".
Every day I'd wear my bathingsuit, sparkly tutu, cowboy hat, pirate eye patch, and red rhinestone cowboy boots. Sometimes striped socks during the winter.
It was kind of awesome.
I still have a dressing up box at the age of forty five - but no-one will play with me any more! I never got the hang of sexy costumes though - I met the Man of my Dreams when I was dressed as Two Face from Batman!
I spent most of my dress up time just pretending to be grown up, in my mom's high heels and costume jewelry. Little did I know when you get to the grown up stage it's like "what? this is IT?". I should have totally spent more time dressing up as a gypsy!!
But, truth be told my folks were not the dress up trunk type so much as the act like a grown up type, which probably explains why I'm more childlike now than I ever was then. Tell your parents they rock!!
My Auntie Anne gave me a pile of her old dresses and shoes from the 50's. Glamorous stuff of chiffon in every color with rhinestone straps and such. Also, SILVER shoes = princess score!! It was tremendous.
I was all about dressing up as a spy. I'd put on my mom's old trench coat, my dad's fedora and over-sized sunglasses. Perhaps not as inconspicuous as I had hoped among the lawns of suburban NJ.
My mom found a wedding dress at a garage sale. She hemmed it up and took it in.
I was a very lucky 10 year old!
Not only as a kid...
The love of going through may mom's (or grandma's) old clothes has never ceased. Neither did the dress ups.
Even now, eacz summer with my two bffs we fing and style-up old stuff, tress-up and take loads of compromitating pictures (we're 20 right now). Last summer's best? Me (blue eyed dark blonde) in a kimono posing as in the middle of a kung-fu fight (too much Chuck)? My BFF in what suposedly was to be a "cute tennis player" which turned out into "I have just finished with a client" attire.
Karolina
i take every opportunity to still do this as an adult. My husband and I don drindel and leiderhosen when ever the mood stikes us and I just got eight matching ski sweaters in orange and green for our next trip out with six other people.
I LOVE gypsy style outfits and piratey stuff (I want an eye patch that doesn't impair my depth perception, is that possible? <3
I actually didn't play dress up as a kid. Weird, I know. I love fashion now, though.
I was also Wonder Woman on a regular basis. I would put my hair in a bun, wear my grandmother's glasses and my grandfather's button-up shirt. I would twirl around and around while throwing off my "disguise" to reveal... my handmade, yellow construction paper bracelets and "crown."
Good times, good times...
oh, lordy, did i love dress up. (:
i remember a maroon dress that was several sizes too big for me, along with silver sequined high heels [also too big], being my outfit of choice.
also, yellow aviator goggles. i loved those a lot.
My most frequent dress up costume was a green (light turquoise actually) halloween costume that i FORCED my ever expanding body into from the ages of four to seven/eight. i would not let that costume go. By the time my mum threw it out it was thread bear, the fur was clumpy and the arms and legs fit half way up my shins and fore arms.
I don't know why i hung onto it for so long as i had a massive chest of drawers filled with amazing costumes hand made by my wonderful mother.
Oh my gosh I'm so jealous!!
When I was little I had a box full of my great aunt's old petticoats and I used to wear them and pretend I was royalty hehe
I wish I still had that box!
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