What it should be called

Q received this tutu/fairy wings/wand getup for her last birthday. She's been disappearing into her room and emerging with it on more and more these days, especially when we're all listening to music (which, thanks to my lovely wife, happens much more often these days).

Recently when she was dancing and spinning with the rest of us, my wife asked her if she was a ballerina. "No," Q replied. "I'm a spinnerina. This is my spinnerina outfit."

I couldn't think of a better name for it and for her.