Hi L.,
I'm not a mom, but my experiences were:
My mom and dad divorced when I was 8ish--they were on and off from about the age of 5. So mom raised me, my brother (2yrs older) and my sis on her own and did a GREAT job--we all turned out very grounded, respectful, etc.---I think.
I was probably about 10ish when I noticed some hair under my arms. My older (12 yrs. older) sister 'took me under her wing', bought me a really cute lavender electric razor with a ladybug on it and she helped me shave my legs and underarms for the first time. My mom walked by the bathroom and I think she said something like, "oh my little girl is growing up".
Another time, I came home after school with a sweet tart "lipstick" candy from the ice cream truck. It was shortly after that that big sis took me to Bullock's dept. store and bought me my first very pale frosted pink lipstick and light brown mascara. I was in jr. high at the time (12/13 yrs old). I did all my own 'experimenting' after that. My mom colored her hair, so I experimented with that. I used the paint on frosting kit myself--I was in high school (16/17 yrs old). My mom never really said much about my 'experiments' If my mom didn't like anything I did she would subtly suggest things to me---I appreciated her subtleness. My mom was a very kind spirit. I lost her when I was 20---she was only 50. She passed from cancer.
Let's see, what else...Oh we used to make painting our nails a "social event". My mom stored some assorted bottles of nail poilish on the kitchen windowsill and when girlfriends would come over (my sis' and/or my mom's) we would sit around the kitchen table and paint our nails. I think painting nails is a very "girly" thing to do and I often see little girls with their tiny little nails painted--I think it's cute harmless fun.
I went on my first date when I was about 13/14. My mom drove me and my 'boyfriend" to the movies and picked us up. I didn't really do much dating after that first experince--it was usually just a group of us going out together. I had friends a year older so some of them drove first.
I got my first job when I was 16--bagging groceries at the store where we shopped. I'm still working at my market job as a manager (celebrated 30 yrs. of service last April). As I approched the age to drive my mom suplemented my driver's ed. in school with some private driving lessons---a good way to go IMO. Having a job afforded me the opportunity to buy my mom's Ford Granada. I paid her $300 for it and she bought a new car.
I was the first in my group to get a car. I was given 'boundries' by my mom and I pretty much stuck to them. I only strayed once and would you know it that was the time that the gas gauge in the car decided to go haywire. It was showing I had an empty tank!! I asked all my girlfriends (3 in car w/ me) what I should do--how could I explain to my mom if I ran out of gas 10 miles outside of my boundries?? We stopped and got gas and gauge went up--whew. I think I told her about this before she passed away--and she just laughed.
Incidentally, my brother's 16yo daughter just started driving about 6 months ago and she's already gotten a ticket for an illegal left turn, and carrying 3 friends with her--amounted to about $500 I'm told. She just started a new job and I imagine my bro is going to have her pay that tix from her own pocket. Hopefully she'll learn from this ONE.
As for dress code, my mom took me clothes shopping for school and she had input as to what I would buy. I'm sure we butted heads on somethings I wanted to pick out, but she was pretty good at compromising. Appartenty (according to older sis) I put together some outlandish outfits when I was young. Not risque, just flashy. And mom never discouraged me.
So there you have it--probably a little more detailed than I could have been but hope you or someone else can take something away from it. Good luck with your adventures and challenges of being a mom ( - :