The Pressure

I never felt, nor succumbed to peer pressure when I was younger. I don't know why, I just wasn't easily persuaded to do things that others were doing. I was my own person. I was confident and secure. I was taught to be a leader, not a follower.

But yesterday, at the mall with Mina, I broke down. I caved. I gave in to the pressure of a five year old.

This picture is the result of that breakdown; rhinestone butterfly bobby pins. Mina insisted I wear both the blue and the pink butterflies. So here I am, sporting the look that a five year old masterminded.

I have to say, I feel quite spring chickenish being in her company. I guess sometimes pressure, even if not from a peer, is a good thing.