It has come to pass that on Monday and Friday mornings, my most rushed of mornings, I reach for my maxi skirts. So even though today is Wednesday (some weeks I make it a three-for and wear one on Wednesday too!), I cannot help but profess my love for my latest sartorial crutch. After all, any item of clothing that keeps me cool, but allows me to maintain my winter leg-shaving-schedule is a-okay in my book.
If I ever find myself writing copy for a maxi skirt, that shaving bit will have to work its way into the description. Right before I get fired, I’m sure.
Anyway, right now it is grey and cool out and there is a box of mac & cheese that is just screaming my name from the cabinets. I kind of feel bad, so I should probably go out there and make it. It’s the courteous thing to do.