In J.M. Barrie’s Peter Pan, the Lost Boys who found their way to Neverland after falling from their pram and going unclaimed for seven days never grow up, as indicated by the label “boys”. According to Peter Pan, there is no lost girls because girls are far too clever to fall from their prams. Girls are far too clever to stay at the childhood, “girl” stage all their life. Unless they work in fashion. The industry has never been one to fully embrace aging and growing old but its obsession with girls, it-girls, PR-girls, Vogue girls, verges on the unhealthy and reality refusal. What’s wrong with being a woman? And more importantly, what’s so good about being a girl with all the naivety, dependency and learning curve it implies?