wilted wednesday

wilted wednesday

so yesterday i ever so subtlety hinted my request for someone to throw me a pajama party. apparently my invitation was lost in the mail? fine. what-ev.  i’ll throw my own parties.  my social anxiety forbids me from parties anyhow. the thing is i’m still...
pajama day

pajama day

you know those days when only cozy slippers and pillow-soft cotton will suffice? when the last thing you want to do is throw on a waistband or anything with a zipper? because the second you do, you’ve become just a bit more accountable for your courtroom: the...
fashion emergency….

fashion emergency….

so this is the deal: i’m in utah this weekend for a wedding…. it’s a “traditional greek-orthodox, mormon union”. {pause for effect} what in the name joseph smith and baklava am i supposed to wear to THIS? i have a couple of options, but i...