What does a totally casual Sunday look like?
A kaftan that's been mended a dozen times.
A bra on the brink of retirement.
99 cent sunglasses.
Zero desire to do anything but wait for the barbecue to finish cooking.
I had taken some melatonin waaaay too late Saturday night and woke up feeling like I had been drugged at a frat party. Not only was I crazy drowsy, my allergies were going berserk like someone had rubbed a hundred cats on my face.
I'm super allergic to cats.
I'm pretty darn sure a cat broke into my house last night and slept on my face.
Needless to say, church was completely out of the question for Sunday morning. Sooooo, yeah. No fashion to feature for today. Oh, boo hoo! Right? So instead, here are some cute kids for ya.
Cedar will be ONE next month.
Holy mackerel Batman.
Well, now it's time to go see what you fiiiiiine folks have been up to.