My daughter will be 11 tomorrow. We have bought her a few presents but her main present is a load of cash to take out on a major shopping expedition. She is such a girly-girl it is amazing, and just loves shopping for clothes, make-up (she only wears a little bit but loves the way it makes her feel) accessories.
On Friday evening she is having some friends round for dinner and a sleep-over, with snacks, movies, face-packs, nail painting, etc. Should be a blast (for her and the other girls at least!).
My wife went out and bought the party bags yesterday. My daughter made it clear that there was not to be anything baby-ish about what was bought - she is a big girl now, OK? So my wife took the Hollywood approach - the party bag is a small handbag, and inside instead of cake, sweets and a plastic kazoo there is lipstick, nail varnish, a mirror, hair bands, a bracelet, etc, etc. My daughter was stunned when she saw what was going to be given out and she is now waiting to see what her friends think when they get them.
Right now she feels a cool as Hannah Montana.
Which reminds me of a comment my daughter made the other day. Hannah Montana (if you do not know) is a girl on a TV show who is normal most of the time, but is secretly a mega pop star. Hannah is played by the daughter of Billy Ray Cyrus, who also plays her father in the show. One evening, we were watching one of those "Top 20 [insert word or phrase here] Songs" lists on VH1. On came Billy Ray Cyrus singing "Achy Breaky Heart", complete with terrible hair style and even worse dancing. My daughter's mouth hung open in horror. Then came the immortal words:
"Oh, that poor girl! How terrible to have a father who is THAT embarassing! I feel so sorry for her."