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Since becoming pregnant with her daughter Rowan, Canadian journalist and author Rebecca Eckler has penned three hilarious books, including the best-selling Knocked Up. Catch Rebecca’s weekly unique perspective on motherhood and single parenthood.
Prada for Kids?
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(Apr.30.09)
A couple of years ago, on my personal blog I wrote about buying my young daughter a pair of $275 Rock & Republic jeans.
Boy, did I get a lot of flack for that. Honestly, I thought people would stone me.
In my defense, I bought them because they were so damn cute, and also, she was my first child, and, who doesn’t want their first child to look super cute? Was it outrageous to spend so much money on a three year old?
Um, yeah.
But, like I said, the jeans were so damn cute, and I just couldn’t help myself. (Just like I can’t help myself from getting popcorn at the movies with layered butter. It always makes me sick afterwards, but still, I continue to do it.)
The expensive jeans, I know now, were not the best decision. Yes, it was a lot of money, but it was also a mistake because immediately after I bought them, my daughter decided she only wanted to wear dresses….for a year. So, the brand name jeans remained in her drawer…for a year.
Now my daughter is wearing Prada shoes. Don’t stone me. Hear me out.
My daughter’s best friend at school is a super cute girl, with a personality to match. I’m telling you, this kid makes me laugh. There’s only one thing I hate about my daughter’s best friend: She has a better wardrobe than I do.
I know this because the other day, I picked up my daughter at school. She jumped in the back seat, and fastened her seatbelt. It was only when we got home that I noticed that she had a pair of Prada shoes on her feet.
It turns out that my daughter and her best friend had decided to trade shoes for the day. (Don’t you just love five year-old minds?)
I’ll admit it. I loved the mini Prada shoes. I’ve seen Prada shoes for kids at Neiman Marcus (my favorite American department store.) I have actually debated buying my daughter a pair, before telling myself that it was absolutely ridiculous to spend $300 on a pair of shoes that my daughter would grow out of in three months.
I also felt bad because now my daughter was wearing her first pair of Prada shoes (even though they weren’t hers) and her friend was wearing my daughter’s pair of Juicy Couture shoes.
Not exactly a fair trade, but it could have been worse. (Like, if my daughter had been wearing one of her disgusting scuffed pair of shoes.)
The day of the Prada for Juicy Couture shoe trade, I took my daughter out for dinner. The waitress noticed her Prada shoes immediately.
“Some people wait their entire lives to wear Prada shoes and never will,” she said. She then asked my daughter: “How old are you?”
“I’m five and a half,” my daughter answered.
I was embarrassed. I wanted to tell this waitress that the Prada shoes were not actually hers! I was not the mother that bought them (Not that I’m opposed to mothers buying Prada shoes for their children. No judgement.)
In any case, what I’ve realized, now that I’m more mature (ha ha) is that five year olds have no friggen clue what Prada shoes are, nor for that matter what Juicy Couture shoes are. They just want to trade shoes!
But, I will admit, now that my daughter is now wearing pants, the Rock & Republic jeans look fantastic on her. I don’t regret buying them. But I probably won’t be doing it again. Or so I like to tell myself.
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