This shirt, ladies and gents, is my husband’s shirt. Sure, sure, wearing men’s clothing is not a new concept, but it is for me. In a fit of frustration the other morning when none of my clothes would fit me right, I said “FORGET IT” and decided to try my husband’s shirt on. And whattya know? It fits! It’s (obviously) a little large, but that’s nothing some sleeve-rolling and belting can’t fix!
I felt like a new woman. I texted my husband a picture of it and said, “Are you going to be mad if I wear your shirt today?” And he said, “No, that’s actually a good look on you… but it better not smell like a dang petunia the next time I go to wear it.”
Apparently I smell like a petunia. That, folks, is what we call “WINNING.” Or something.
On another, completely unrelated note: I am in the process of car shopping. As much as my little VW Rabbit has served me well over the years, it sadly will not transport dogs AND a young child easily. SO, we are on the hunt for a used SUV. And I’d LOVE your input / feedback!
Here are the parameters:
So, tell me, what SUVs should I be looking at? I’d love your feedback!