the flowers comprehend not that Alice is wearing a dress. They see her as a flower. her petals fading and falling down around her ankles. 

 

 

                                                                Daisy: Do you suppose she's a wildflower?

        Alice: If I had a world of my own,   everything would be nonsense. Nothing would be what it is because everything would be what it isn't. And contrary-wise; what it is it wouldn't be, and what it wouldn't be, it would.