focus on the fashion

Earlier today, Lola was, charmingly enough, teaching an invisible frog how to dance the tango. "He's very good!" she reported happily.

However, later in the evening her play became more demanding. "Pretend I am a fashion girl," she said. Fair enough, I thought. "That's easy," I said, "I never dreamed there could be such fashion in our lives!"

It turned out that "a fashion girl" meant "total dictator/diva." When Anton and I talked whilst applauding her sashaying about in a fancy dress, Lola snapped. "Guys and ladies, pay attention! No talking! FOCUS ON THE FASHION GIRL!"

I checked my email reflexively, and the Fashion Girl pulled on my leg firmly. "FOCUS ON THE FASHION! Focus on the fashion means no talking, no laughing!"

I can't believe that (a) I go along with this kind of treatment, and (b) we are such hideously bad parents. I should never have watched "Project Runway" in her presence; it has warped her.