Some nights it sounds like I share a bed with a wood chipper.
My husband snores.
In his defense, he feels really bad about it and is incredibly apologetic.
He's also sweet enough to wear a Breathe Right Strip every night to bed.
Those things are NOT cheap. Not. Cheap.
Knowing that, can you please explain why when I saw them at the Dollar store a few weeks ago ($1 for a box of 30!!!) I didn't buy them? Nope, neither can I.
So, now I torture myself by going back to the Dollar store once a week to see if they've gotten another shipment of them to practically give away.
To this point it has been a fruitless search.
But I'm not going down without a fight. Weekly trips to the Dollar store it is.
This dress is another thrifting find. It's actually a house dress that my super talented friend, Lisa, altered for me. Now, it's adorably wearable and totally comfortable. She also made this belt. But she didn't make the shoes. Those I got at Marshalls. Though, I may have been shopping with her when I found them...
p.s. I think I need some props or something to do with my HANDS, wouldn't you agree?
OK, so this is probably a more realistic picture of how I looked yesterday.
~ Barefoot, in the kitchen making Zucchini Bread at 3 in the afternoon waiting for Oprah to start ~
The only thing missing from this
cliché picture is a strand of pearls.
If my 20 year old, women's studies major self could see me now...
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