Lucie's Fashion Rules

I have a seven-year-old sister named Lucienne.

She is very opinionated and loves to give me advice about everything. One of her favorite pastimes is talking about fashion, so I decided to allow her to pick out my clothes for a few days. I told her that I needed outfits to wear on school days and I let her take care of the rest. Here are a few of her fashion rules:

- Pretty girls never wear pants

- Pink is the best color

- Sparkles are always appropriate

- Always put your hair in an updo

- Always get dressed up

- Glamorous girls wear perfume

- Wear lots of jewelry

All of the following outfits were approved by Lucie herself, but I "don't look as smashing as [her] ideas."

I decided to wear the outfits while doing the things I would ordinarily do in order to show the contrast between how I looked in Lucie's clothes and what I would normally wear. I decided to start by applying perfume and putting my hair in a glamorous updo.

I then checked the mail. I felt silly wearing this in front of all the people driving on University Avenue, but I'm sure I made someone laugh that day.

I then walked to campus and stopped to read the Daily Universe, like I often do.

I ran into a friend and we chatted for a bit. She was a little embarrassed to be seen with me while I was dressed up, so she didn't stay long.

I also talked to someone I didn't know to see how he would react. He was smiling and trying not to laugh for the whole conversation, especially after I told him why I was dressed like this.

I walked around campus like this and felt very out of place, so I was glad that it was kind of empty.

I ran into another friend who thought that my project was hilarious. She even was willing to walk with me a little way.

While working on this project, I found that I got a lot more attention than I normally do. Most people would glance at me and look confused as they walked by, and some smiled or laughed. The people I talked to either thought I was crazy or creative, but all of them were reluctant to take a picture with me. I'm glad I don't dress like this every day, because apparently it's a little off-putting to dress like a seven-year-old.