Mom jeans
Yeah you read that right. Mom jeans. I can’t speak for all womankind and I would never profess to but I can speak for myself
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Yeah you read that right. Mom jeans. I can’t speak for all womankind and I would never profess to but I can speak for myself
So I’m sure you can tell from my last few posts that I’ve been in a strange mood. Nostalgic, sad, sentimental. Today the kids finished
Sometimes I just get taken over by inexplicable sadness. Almost a nostalgia that hurts me to my bones. It’s nearly the end of the school
Warning- kind of serious post alert. And my mum and dad may find this triggering. Don’t worry mama. I’m not depressed. So every now and
When I was a child I could not stand aubergines. They were slimy and soft and horrible and insipid and just the worst. I couldn’t
You guys. This salad. I mean seriously. This salad is life. It is is fresh and beautiful and punchy and just life giving. I should
Looking in a mirror used to be a past time I rather enjoyed. I would always be so smug that I looked highly average without
One of the best things about Sunday mornings – pre lock down of course, was waking up at the crack of dawn (8 years of
When lockdown first started I actually liked it. I liked the change in the pace of life because anyone who has young school aged children
Today is going to be a super short post because I am in a ranting mood and need to vent. I am seriously over stimulated.
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