And it got me thinking ... when do we lose the ability to go out in the world dressed however we want without fear of ridicule? She was wearing what she liked and she was happy. Period.
Then that got me thinking, it's kinda the same way with art. As children, we go along and color the sky green, grass purple and rabbits turquoise. And we're happy with that. Then somewhere along the way, we start to question our choices, our ideas (and maybe even our outfits!)
So celebrate that childlike freedom of creativity! It takes awhile, but I've learned as I get older, that you *can* get some of it back if you just give yourself permission. And having a "Paint-Your-Own-Pottery-Place" creativity wand doesn't hurt either!
PS - That little girl inspired me to go out and buy a flouncy flowered skirt ... well, minus the tulle!