Chunky Sweata Weatha

Growing up, I never had sisters to share clothes with.

My college roommates all had super great style, but we didn't really swap outfits often.
(Except for the time when I borrowed Sarah Kay's tan blazer for my first-kiss-with-husband date and she borrowed my belts for . . . everything. Oh, the belt love that binds.)
Probably there weren't many clothing exchanges because I'm a foot taller than everyone. It's cool.

But it's all coming back to me now. New husband? New wardrobe!
I've noticed a steady decline in my wearing of ladylike clothes as the semester has progressed and the temperatures have dropped. It's a good thing that "chunky" is in-style, because babes, I'm drowning in manly pullovers and over-sized flannel. Speaking of flannel . . .
The candles-and-Christmas combination is my cup of cocoa.

Jared told me I can wear his clothes to school anytime I want.
I told him, "Same to you, Lovey Dovey."
So we'll see how that goes.


  1. hahahaha. love it. Boy clothes are more comfortable. No doubt about it. Also, the lighting on the picture is perfect :)

  2. I love that picture. And you. And flannel, like way too much (:

  3. Oh Dottie, thanks for noticing! ;)



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