unexpected role model
i have been spending a lot of time thinking about appearances lately. one of my coworkers is all about clothes, so we've been talking -- nay, practically whiling the mornings away with chatter. as i've been struggling with my own style and longing to look "finished," i realized something that amazed me:
to my coworker, i am stylish. the child apparently sees me as practically a fashionista.
either that or she is just very, VERY nice.