Giddyup. Dad loses his way when putting together little girl outfits. La Principessa's Christmas dress was a rich velvet with an organza belt -- that he tied into a sheepshank that hung midway down the skirt. Then there are all those ribbons, ties, polka dots, stripes and tie-dyes. Sometimes in the same outfit. The way he "matches" color and pattern could be considered whimsical. However, I would venture to say that she sometimes looks ready for duty as a rodeo clown.
A Hairy Situation. So he's got some problems doing her hair. Not sure what it is that he's doing to it. He wrestles handfuls of those teeny weeny rubber bands for pony tails, accidentally shooting them across the room or snapping them as he tries to wrap them around giant wads of her hair. When he's finally done battling, her unruly curls are flattened, frizzy and disheveled, with a jagged zig zag running off center down her scalp. Two mismatched plastic barrettes dangle from some loose strands on either side of the part. She looks a little like Sweeny Todd. He once got her a buzz cut at the Hair Cuttery because he thought it would just be easier to care for. Well, there's a plan. Until I reminded him that She. Is. A. Girl. When it grew back in, he pulled it all back from her forehead so that she looked something like a Dilbert character.
To be fair, he usually gets the shoes right -- except for that one time with the socks and flip flops.
