I can recall at least a couple of hikes where my little fashion plate, then 2 or 3, dressed to the nines. Once it was a lovely pink velvet and chiffon party dress. Another time it was a more down-to-earth white cotton slip dress. And of course, no hiking outfit is complete without the shiny white Mary Janes with no tread on the soles. Perfect when you accidentally walk off the trail into brambles and have to climb down a leaf-strewn incline (Marina says it was a cliff) just to find your way back to a path. True story.