Tomboy all the way.

Toph literally scoffed at the idea of getting a dress or even a skirt. "A skirt? What do I look like, some kind of servant girl?" she asked, sounding offended. I quickly explained that skirt-wearing these days wasn't a direct indicator of their profession or status. Crossing her arms under her boobs, she huffed as I drove her to the mall.

The first stop was the shoe store. I got her some plain brown sandals. Nothing fancy and I knew the color didn't mean a thing to her. I had to lie to the clerk to get her inside to begin with, explaining that Toph lost her shoes after falling into the lake. Toph sat in the plush chair with a sour look on her face as her foot was measured. Obviously the idea of having her foot touched in any manner was pissing her off.

Once the sandal was in place, Toph stood up and moved around a little. "...I guess they work..." she muttered, glad that she didn't have to cover her feet that much. She had explained to me that wearing shoes was akin to putting on a blindfold to her. When asked if she wanted more then one pair, Toph had a puzzled expression. "Why? That sounds like a waste of money," she said, much to my relief. I had to agree.

With the chill coming along, I knew I had to get Toph a coat and a jacket. She would examine them by running her fingers along the fabric. "Too coarse..." she would mumble. Other times it was, "Shoddy work. This thing will fall apart." It was amazing how she could tell. When I told her that, she blushed a bit and smirked. "I'm a gal of many hidden talents, Johnny-boy," she laughed. I couldn't tell if that was supposed to be innuendo, but I figured it was a good bet.

She opted for a hoodie. I made sure there was some green on it. The coat and every thing else, she didn't much care about. I doubted she was a fan of the cold. Probably wouldn't be going out much during the cold weather.

Finally, we went to buy her some normal clothes. She didn't care for jeans. The sensation on her skin bothered her. What she DID like were cargo pants. "So many pockets!" she remarked with a grin. I got her a few of those. As for shirts, when I told her there were clothes with things written on it, she had me read them off to her. Not surprisingly, she liked the ones with boob jokes.

"If you can read this, I'm calling the police." "That one! I want that one!" Toph immediately declared. Finally it was time to get her some underwear and sleepwear...I convinced her that she needed sleepwear due to the cold.