So, God has blessed me with fair skin. Before you think I’m a racist, a supremacist, or just completely full of myself, hear me out. I didn’t always think of my fair skin as a “blessing.” As a good, high-school-aged, Georgia, southern girl oughta, I tanned my skin e-ry summer (and even went to the tanning bed
Lace-up details are here in a major way. Everything from tees, shirts, sweatshirts, jackets, pants, shoes, bags – you name it, it’s laced. Up. The “cool” crowd leaves the laces verrrry open, so when it comes to tops (and really, in general), I’m verrrry uncool. If you wanna hang with the so-not-cool-moms, like me, then
At this point, we’ve been grinding through the Holiday Season with fervor. But how long can that last? Last week, I sneak-shopped gifts for my husband, hosted a Christmas Party on the Upper West Side, ran around to pick up 2 last minute secret santa gifts, traveled to New Jersey for a work Christmas Party
#thankful This is the hashtag that’s been plastered across all of our social feeds for the past 10 days. Because November has now deemed it cool to count your blessings and not whine about missing Pilates or someone at kinkos giving you the stink eye. #firstworldproblems Some times our #thankfulness is code for #firstworldthankfulness. My best