Carrie is twelve and we were having trouble figuring out which quote to use above – there were so many profound things that she said. She was spotted at a party by one of our own, Barbara Louis. From first grade to fifth grade, Carrie had a tomboy haircut to be different and not too girly – one of my greatest recollections of that age was wearing the same kilt to school as a friend’s to fool our teacher and pretend we were twins. Presently, she is a wealth of articulation when it comes to the lack of individuality and emphasis on conforming among her age group. At a party, it is predictable to find all of the girls wearing revealing black, red, dark blue or purple dresses, and Carrie will be the lone ranger in a metallic melange made up of a pouffy skirt with sparkly tights. At the same time, she can be unusually sophisticated and understated for her age in a gray jersey drop waiste dress and heels. She likes to “discover” and think of the unexpected, like putting her dad’s bow tie with her ruffled shirt or using her mom’s knitting bag inside-out as her favorite handbag, no Coach or Le Sportsac here.