We are a sweaty
people. The first time I met my husband he had pit stains that stretched from
his waist to his elbows. (I think it goes without saying that this wasn't one
of those love-at-first-sight situations.) During the summer months I stash a
stick of antiperspirant in my purse. In my car. In my gym bag. In the waist
band of my jeans. Okay so maybe not in my waistband but I’ve seriously looked
into getting Botox injections to slow my sweat glands but something feels very
weird about having them stick needles in my armpits. Rinn, well he inherited
his dad's eyes and my crooked toes but it would appear he got both sets of sweat
genes because the kid is in a constant state of dampness.
Needless to say, we
were all happy with the fall temperatures today.
And even more excited about
fall fashion.
(Rinn: shirt,
hand-me-down babyGAP; vest, thrifted; jeans, Levi’s; shoes, Sperry Topsider.
Me: sweater, H&M; tank, H&M; leggings, Express; flats, Lucky Brand;
earrings/ring, gift shop in Branson, MO.)
No comments:
Post a Comment