It’s an annoying phenomenon that people assume that kids with long hair are girls, even if they are kitted out in stereotypical boys clothing. No pink, no frills, no cute little bows; just long hair… *sigh. Whilst looking for a T-shirt or some kind of badge that clearly states “I am A BOY!” I found a cute lil’ T for Zigs… well that was easy, thank you, Selfish Mother.
Selfish Mother “We are a blogzine. We are a shop. We are a social media gaggle.“.
Selfish Mother launched their apparel to show solidarity for the global sistahood; their profits go to ‘Women for Women International’ which is a charity that helps women rebuild their lives through training programmes. So far The Mother Shop has donated over £65,000!
Online shopping is the way forward, well it is for me anyways. No annoying staff asking me if I’ve found what I’m looking for – hey buddy, I’m browsing, I have eyes. No over-crowded isles which allow clothing to attack my buggy and make me paranoid that there’s something stuck in the sides making me look like a professional shoplifter. No little people telling me that they are hungry or that they need a wee. Well, they do, but we’re at home so they can sort themselves out enabling them to STFU, win-win situation here, online shopping is the best.
Selfish Mother is a blogzine, by that I think they’re basically letting us know that they’re an awesome blog and more. They also have a shop which is where I got Ziggy’s “Boy” T-shirt from, and obviously, because he got something awesome, naturally I shouldn’t miss out. I mentioned previously that I get paranoid about silly things, well, I sometimes think people assume I’m Zig’s nanny or some random lady who stole a child. He has crazy straight blonde hair and could pass for Kate Hudson’s kid… I mean really, straight AND blonde? So, another reason why I was able to treat myself – a “Mother” Sweater. It’s both sad and amazingly cool that I would dress similarly to my child, but it’s a bit of fun and how long am I going to be able to do that? I love it, “Mother” and “Boy”, you can’t be confused anymore folks.