Alice is, unlike the boyen, developing a fashion sense (obviously innate, because she can’t possibly be acquiring it by observing any one else in the house).
One sign was the Mom tried to hand down a jacket from Charles. Alice refused to wear it on aesthetic grounds. Eventually Mom had to buy a different jacket for her.
There was the melt down over black pants along with more minor incidents involving clothing choices. Yesterday Alice was near tears because she had worn a dress for the first time the day before and it wasn’t clean yet so she couldn’t wear it again. Another was Alice complaining that she couldn’t find a “dark top” to wear with the pants she was wearing. I am just waiting for the day when Alice understands what a tiny little closet she has.