The Pixie’s Fashionista Party
Well my big girl turned 8 last week and it cerainly feels like quite a threshold…a definite ‘tweenie’ twixt little girl and teen. We bought her a very grown up present – an itouch – which has caused no end of squabbles with the punk who simply doesn’t understand that it isn’t jointly owned. In fact, he’s even more into scrolling through the albums to play Mika or the Ting Tings and boogy around the house. The Pixie, as ever, is patient and generous with him and I think we’re entering a stage where their 3 year age gap will show. I dread the time when she’s a sophisticated grown up 15 and he’s a pesky pre-pubescent 12 year old.
Anyway, the great party was duly thrown for 12 budding junior fashion designers – nearly thrwarted by power cuts but the electricity fairy smiled on us for the precious 2 1/2 hours of the party. The girls had a hilarious time dressing up in crazy costumes, making accessories and then parading in their newspaper fashion designs down the conservatory catwalk. I was impressed by their inventiveness and not a little astonished at the precociousness self-confidence of some! It was interesting to see how very grown up some 7 and 8 year olds are and then the contrast to the sweet little ones who still come to a party in a proper party dress. The Pixie doesn’t even own a dress at the minute. (note to self: Get the girl a dress.)
It was a lot of work and great fun and exhausted though I was, I did wistfully think that this may be the last BIG house party we throw for her (until her 18th!!!***???). Next year it will be a sleepover no doubt….
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