Willow has started attending a dance class with the
Windfall Dancers, a modern dance collective in our town. For her first class, she wore sweatpants and a comfy shirt, but all the other girls wore leotards and pink tutus and pink onesie-things. I was embarrased and told the instructor I didn't realize there was a dress code or I'd have dressed Willow appropriately (or rather, not have signed her up), but the instructor replied that there actually wasn't a dress code but that all the little girls (except for Willow) always seemed to just show up like that. Now, I've tried very hard all of Willow's life to avoid gendering her in a stereotypically feminine fashion, and I'm quite proud that she remains unconscious of things like princesses and tiaras and Barbie dolls, and there's no way in hell that I'm going to dress her like a pink ballerina for her creative movements for 3-5-year-olds dance class, but I also don't want her to feel deprived if she notices all the floaty little fairies in their frilly little tutus in her midst and wants a girly dance outfit herself. My solution? As follows:
Take the curtains that used to hang in the girls' room but do not anymore:
...two awesomely happy little punk rock tutu girls.
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