I won’t talk about it because I’m still feeling some type of way about the whole thing and I promised Matt after I read his latest post that I would act like a grown up, whatever the results.
I kinda wish I didn’t make that promise though because I have MUCH going on between my two ears and my emotions are all over the place.
But a promise is a promise; I guess made it for a reason.
Something about cold weather makes me want to wear oversized, baggy shit but god knows that’s a slippery slope if there ever was one.
I saw this dress browsing online last week and felt it was a happy middle ground.
Now I can have as many food babies in it as I want and no one will know.
I imagine I’ll wear it from Thanksgiving through NYE, when I change it up for something with major cleavage.
Wearing an Asos drop waist (this), calf boots by Fergie and a jean jacket from Goodwill.