On Sunday I ran to T.J.Maxx looking for a new little bralette for sleeping in, because a very cute, curly haired friend chewed the strap off of my old but beloved one. (My fault for leaving it on the floor... he really doesn't chew on things anymore, except socks and/or undergarments of any kind are… Continue reading Overheard in the fitting room + a few packing confessions
GRATEFUL KAE 