Making my kids hate me one post at a time.
Back when I was engaged and preparing to move, I had a giant garage sale. Friends came over to “help” but really to drink Bloody Marys and hang out. In the late morning, a lady showed up with her kid who I’m guessing was about 5 or 6. She proceeded to take her own sweet […]
A few years ago (6 to be exact), the answer to the question, “What are you wearing?” would have been something like this: “Oh, it’s a great little leather BCBG skirt I picked up on sale in New Orleans Jazz Fest weekend, and the shirt is from Anthropologie. Oh these boots? Girl, you wouldn’t believe […]
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