So I don’t know about you, but I’m not huge on kids. I mean, yes, in theory, kids are awesome. They look super cute and adorable – from a distance. That’s the key. As soon as you have to spend time with them, become remotely responsible for them, watch Cars with them ten times in a row, hear their numerous Spongebob impersonations over and over again or their stories about imaginary people who you will never meet, it becomes a little tiring, just a little. And I’m mainly talking from experience with my little cousins – the most evil children probably ever to inhabit earth. Don’t get me wrong, I LOVE THEM. They’re the cutest little things ever – clever, endearing, everything. But then, they tend to go a little psycho. So if you’re going what? Kids aren’t evil. Well cool, I’m sure yours aren’t. I believe you. But you haven’t hung out with my cousins – one who was born on Halloween, and the other who was born on Friday the 13th. I kid you not.

Anyway, that whole long intro is actually leading me into the fact that there’s one thing that absolutely makes me want to have kids, asap. That’s the thought of being able to dress them up however I want. Clearly my kids would hate me for this. And obviously, this isn’t a valid reason to go out and have children. Don’t worry, I’m not going to act on this impulse anytime soon. Its just, when I see these pictures of really suave little boys in their OshKosh B’Gosh khaki pants, elegant little girls in pretty dresses with matching accessories, kids in trench coats or overalls, I just get this feeling. Don’t tell me you haven’t looked at a tiny, adorable pair of shoes at the mall and not had the same feeling. Ok, I know, it sounds like I didn’t get to play enough dress-up as a kid, or have enough dolls. Whatever. Take a look at these pictures and tell me if you don’t change your mind.

Clothes/images from Chanel, Burberry, and Kenzo.