When my stepdaughter was five years old, she rocked the following outfit: bathing suit, sneakers, a belt made out of nylon rope, and a homemade wooden sword. 

As a child with an exploratory imagination, clothes were never just clothes; they were part of what was needed in case she met a pirate, encountered a dragon, or was to have to fend off a sabre tooth tiger during her day.

I often wonder why I don’t dress like that anymore. Sadly, like most adults, my creativity for fashion sort of trailed…