Quincy Buickerood
My Power Outfit
A young boy and his journey with his favorite outfit.
Sometimes an outfit can make you feel like a superhero, even if it is not a superhero outfit.
At the beginning of summer in 2007, I was living in Mancos, CO with my mom and my dad. We lived in a big house far out of town.
One day, my mom had to go dress shopping in Durango, so she and I drove the thirty to forty minutes it took to get to Durango. While my mom was looking for a dress at the Animas Trading Company, I went on my own adventure, finding my own perfect dress for five-year-old me. The dress that I decided on was a rainbow tutu with a matching top.
My mom was done shopping now and I asked her “Mommy can I try this on?”
She said, “Yes you can.”
So, I tried the dress on and came out of the changing room, and my mom said, “You look so cute.” Remember, this was when I was five, so “You look so cute” was still a compliment. After I heard her say that, I knew that dress had to be mine.
I promptly asked her, “Can we get it, mommy?”
She said, to my huge disappointment, “No, but I guess we could go look at second-hand stores for another one.”
We spent the rest of that day going to all the thrift stores in town and looking at the dress sections for a dress that was just as good. But no luck. Nothing could compare to that perfect dress at the Animas Trading Company. I eventually convinced her that we would go back and get the dress, and I was overjoyed and so happy that we could go back there and get the dress. We got the dress and went home to Mancos.
That summer I wore that the dress every day. I would go out in the garden and run around in it. I played dress up for hours, and it brought me constant entertainment and joy. I loved that dress more than anything in the world and I had so much fun when I played in it.
I had just gotten out of preschool in the spring and I had one of my friends from preschool coming over.
Before he came over, I took the dress to my mom and I said, “Hey, mom, could you put this in your closet while my friend is over?”
She said, “Sure,” and proceeded to hide the dress while my friend was over. After my friend had left, I went and got the dress back from her and continued to play in it.
A few months after that, I started school at the Waldorf School in Mancos, which is a really small school. A couple months went by and I kept wearing the dress at home, definitely not at school because obviously, that would be embarrassing. By the time Christmas was coming around, I had stopped wearing the dress so much.
One night after school, I came running in the living room with a marvelous idea! “Mom,” I yelled, “Can I give my dress to Natalie for a winter solstice present?” Natalie was a girl in my class.
She said back to me, “Yeah, sure, want to package it up right now?” I proceeded to package the gift up and give it to her as a gift. That is the end of the rainbow dress.
What I learned from this story is sometimes things society does not like you to do, can bring you a lot of joy. That dress that wore the entire summer made me really happy.
At the beginning of summer in 2007, I was living in Mancos, CO with my mom and my dad. We lived in a big house far out of town.
One day, my mom had to go dress shopping in Durango, so she and I drove the thirty to forty minutes it took to get to Durango. While my mom was looking for a dress at the Animas Trading Company, I went on my own adventure, finding my own perfect dress for five-year-old me. The dress that I decided on was a rainbow tutu with a matching top.
My mom was done shopping now and I asked her “Mommy can I try this on?”
She said, “Yes you can.”
So, I tried the dress on and came out of the changing room, and my mom said, “You look so cute.” Remember, this was when I was five, so “You look so cute” was still a compliment. After I heard her say that, I knew that dress had to be mine.
I promptly asked her, “Can we get it, mommy?”
She said, to my huge disappointment, “No, but I guess we could go look at second-hand stores for another one.”
We spent the rest of that day going to all the thrift stores in town and looking at the dress sections for a dress that was just as good. But no luck. Nothing could compare to that perfect dress at the Animas Trading Company. I eventually convinced her that we would go back and get the dress, and I was overjoyed and so happy that we could go back there and get the dress. We got the dress and went home to Mancos.
That summer I wore that the dress every day. I would go out in the garden and run around in it. I played dress up for hours, and it brought me constant entertainment and joy. I loved that dress more than anything in the world and I had so much fun when I played in it.
I had just gotten out of preschool in the spring and I had one of my friends from preschool coming over.
Before he came over, I took the dress to my mom and I said, “Hey, mom, could you put this in your closet while my friend is over?”
She said, “Sure,” and proceeded to hide the dress while my friend was over. After my friend had left, I went and got the dress back from her and continued to play in it.
A few months after that, I started school at the Waldorf School in Mancos, which is a really small school. A couple months went by and I kept wearing the dress at home, definitely not at school because obviously, that would be embarrassing. By the time Christmas was coming around, I had stopped wearing the dress so much.
One night after school, I came running in the living room with a marvelous idea! “Mom,” I yelled, “Can I give my dress to Natalie for a winter solstice present?” Natalie was a girl in my class.
She said back to me, “Yeah, sure, want to package it up right now?” I proceeded to package the gift up and give it to her as a gift. That is the end of the rainbow dress.
What I learned from this story is sometimes things society does not like you to do, can bring you a lot of joy. That dress that wore the entire summer made me really happy.