Nothing. Everyone knows parents don’t get a vacation in the summer. The end. I KEED! I mean, sure, we did stuff but it wasn’t all glamorous and cool and stuff like some of the kids I know (Greece, Paris, cruises, cross-country trips. WHAT. EVER.). We’re more of the “cheap and easy and the least…
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Rompers, I saw you on the street today. A woman was wearing you. You were orange, and strapless, with a not-insignificant boob ruffle. I glared at you as you passed, but you didn’t notice. Then again, how could you? You were too busy multi-tasking. While I have never tried it, I’m sure that manifesting as…
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