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Fa-fa-fa-fashion!

And this is a prime example as to why I do not let my kids choose their clothes: (photos are blurry, but they wouldn't look any better in focus ;)


Yep. That's what I get!


****I neglected to say that Mya's skirt is a ballet skirt. I will be choosing this child's clothes until she is 21. The skirt is totally see through. If you look closely, you can see her Dora undies peeking through. Additionally, have I mentioned how much I HATE tattoos? I do. Awful. Much to my displeasure, Mya is not just sporting 1, but TWO! THis girl will not be leaving our house until she is 30!
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Jessica said…
Wow...They are very interesting dressers! Mya was even showing some leg! Nice posing Claire!

Love ya, J
March 30, 2012 at 12:57 AM
Jessica said…
Wow...They are very interesting dressers! Mya was even showing some leg! Nice posing Claire!

Love ya, J
March 30, 2012 at 12:57 AM
Jeannie said…
What do we call this?? FASHIONISTA's

Too Cute!!!
March 30, 2012 at 4:48 AM
April said…
Sounds like Mya already knows how to get your goat, Momma ;) They're adorable no matter the fashion. I love Claire's knee socks. Abby is a sucker for knee socks as well!
March 31, 2012 at 3:00 AM
Erin said…
I love Claire's little pose!
April 3, 2012 at 12:23 AM
Jessica said…
Kara,

I noticed you added to your post after my comment...was wondering if you were going to elaborate! Those girls definitely have spunk! Just wait til she sees her cousin Ava's colored hair clips--then she too will be sporting pink,green,purple etc hair.

Love ya, J
April 3, 2012 at 3:32 AM
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