Clothes are the WORST

I hate getting dressed. ¬†Literally, every morning I stand in front of my closet and gripe to my husband about how that moment is the worst part of my day. ¬† I have no inherent fashion sense and I struggle to simply match clothing. ¬†Without my husband I would have never known that brown and... Continue Reading →

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