I picked out your outfit for tonight, sweetheart.
And before you ask, no, we’re not negotiating.
I know you were planning on wearing something a little more masculine. Something that makes you feel like you’re still one of the boys.
But look what Mummy found for you.
A pretty little pink bow. A ridiculously frilly dress. Those shiny black heels. And, of course, a tiny little lock.
Funny how everything is already your size, isn’t it?
Now imagine the look on everyone’s faces when you walk into the room dressed like this.
The heels clicking against the floor. The little pink ruffles bouncing with every step. Everyone wondering who the pretty new girl is.
And the funniest part?
I have a feeling some of you would put this on without Mummy even having to ask twice.
So tell me, sweetheart…
Are you refusing the outfit, or are you secretly wondering how you’d look in it?