Leggings, you’re my fave with your forgiving stretchiness and funky patterns. I’ll probably never wear pants with buttons again.
Who decided on sizes for toddler socks? Are they evil? Do they want us to suffer? Because the sizes make zero sense and moms need things to make sense.
By Jen Mierisch of jenmierisch.com The Top hangs out in my closet, toward the rear, nestled between bridesmaid gowns and suits so vintage that I could personally clothe the entire cast of a late-1990s office sitcom. It is a striking garment, constructed almost entirely of black fishnet fabric. Its single concession to modesty is a […]