From the girls on my block. We liked to play Barbies together and often traded Barbie clothes. Then the girls wanted to swap regular clothes. The girl whose house we were playing in usually had an extra dress - often one she hated, that she would let me wear. They were surprised that I actually looked very pretty, even with my buzz cut.
I did this for about 3 weeks, a few times a week, until one girl's mother, who was a religious fanatic, flipped out and made sure I couldn't play with any of the girls anymore. Then I had to switch to the dirty clothes hamper to get my mom's clothes. They didn't fit as well but it was the best I could do.
