So, DH and I are going to a cocktail party at the country club he won't let me join. I hope if I look fabulous enough they will just give me a membership.
I just tried on this stunning black flapper-style vintage dress. Hair: smooth. Shoulders: tan. Boob: Hello! Legs: I look like I just got done playing soccer, field hockey and croquet against pros without shin guards. This is thanks to Baby Boy climbing up the front of my body trying to get me to pick him up. (He weights over 35 pounds.)
I guess pants it is.