First and foremost thanks so much to everyone for visiting The Soapbox Queens yesterday!Â Our launch day was a roaring success with almost 100 comments.Â Wow!Â Evidently, you all like the idea of being Queens, too.Â
Now for my humilation…
Earlier this week I spoke to the headmaster at my kids’ school about our new dress-code.Â In short, it’s terrible.Â So terrible, in fact, that I would prefer going to uniforms.Â In an attempt to keep the upper grade girls from wearing baby-tees, they’ve made a blanket rule that none of the girls can wear shirts with images, numbers, letters, pictures, screens, etc…Â As I told the headmaster, that eliminates 90% of the shirts in my daughter’s closet and she doesn’t own the first baby tee.Â She has shirts with butterflies and flowers, etc…Â Modest, of course.Â We’re talking about a child who won’t wear a white shirt because–gasp!–you can see her bra under it.
In the course of the conversation the whole topic of name brands came up and she mentioned that they were trying to cut down on those as well–Aeropostale and American Eagle specifically.Â (She also mentioned that her own daughter liked the polo shirts from Aeropostale.Â This will be significant later.)Â I explained to her that, thankfully, at the moment neither one of my kids are brand conscious.Â Neither one of them really care, so long as their clothes are comfortable.Â I told her that I don’t shop at Aeropostale or American Eagle.
That very night, guess who was on the 10 o’clock news strolling through Aeropostale?
Er…that would be me.Â
I went in there to look at the polo shirts she’d mentioned, thus making a liar out of me.Â I’m guessing my reasonable argument about the dress code lost some credibility.