I had my first job when I was 12. I babysat like crazy. I woke myself up every weekday morning without hitting snooze once (while my mother slept) to get myself ready for school. I stole a cookie or two from the cookie tin for breakfast, made sure I had enough money for lunch and stood oustide in the freezing cold waiting for the bus, which was always laate, in an outfit that was not warm, but more fashionable than anyone else in the suburbs would bother to find.
If I could have wished for two wishes they would have been to move to New York City and to have access to the best clothing money could buy...a 12 year old.
So I love Kiernan Shipka. She doesn’t dress like a little girl. She dresses like a person with a mind. A fashion lover starts at a young age. It’s the same as loving horses, or dancing. You've always loved it. It’s been inside of you a hundred years and it's never going to die. It's not just adults who should have access to good clothing.
You don’t have to be famous to be a Suri, you just have to be alive.