Ladies and gentlemen, introducing the new street style blog -- for tots: Ladys & Gents. It's like The Satorialist blog and the Jak & Jil blog got together and made themselves a very serious little baby fashion blog.
So while your toddler drools all over the faded t-shirts handed down from your sister's kids, have a sit-down here with the Internets and peruse what your little darling could be wearing instead if you had any fashion sense at all. Well, fashion sense, an extremely generous clothing budget, and all the time in the world. How ridiculous and pretentious is this blog?!?
I've given myself a headache from rolling my eyes so much. Navy blue Ralph Lauren cardi with orange beanie and wee red English wellies on the beach. Douuod blazer and Isabel Marant t-shirt with Stella McCartney jeans and an expertly tied Makie scarf. All Saints quilted jacket with leggings and 10IS sneakers -- I mean, tennis pour enfants. Bonpoint, Bonpoint, Bonpoint, BONPOINT.
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There's just something gross and precious about the conspicuous consumption of transitory children's clothing. Kids wear clothes for 10 minutes before they grow out of them. We're in a recession. I feel like throwing my orangutan poo out of my cage when I see blogs like this.
Maybe it's because my own kid has thwarted all my attempts at styling him at all. We went through a whole year where he wore every single t-shirt inside-out because he wanted everything to be PLAIN. I just got him to wear a scarf for the first time in his life this winter -- and he's NINE, and it was only because it was freezing out. His idea of a fashion statement is to slowly work "thumb holes" in the cuffs of his shirt sleeves. This is something he actually does: He digs holes into his cuffs where his thumb pokes out. And then eventually the hole gets bigger and bigger and I have to cut his sleeves short. HE is the reason why he cannot have nice things.
And yet, I cannot look away ...
All right, I admit it. I've been secretly loving this stupid blog the whole time I've been writing. I resist, I resist, I resist. But resistance is futile. I love this freakin' hat my kid would never, ever wear. I actually want to copy this navy blazer, red and white sweater, and pink tights look. I bought my baby niece a Makie scar for Christmas this year (BLUSH). This kid is clearly just another Brooklyn hipster doofus, but in a really age-appropriate way.
Anyway. You get my point. I hate/love this kiddie fashion blog. I just do.
Do you love styling your kids, or are a clean t-shirt and pants good enough for you?
Image via Adriana Velez