… to a dinner party on a Friday night.
And then again the next day while I ran errands with my family.
I’ve always laughed at Anderson for having “weekend uniforms” that he throws on as we run out the door. He’ll basically wear the same thing all weekend. (We’re on the go a lot on weekends.) Then I tried it. And I think he’s onto something!
Also, these boots belonged to my brother in middle school. He’s always made fun of my style. And I’ve always said he has none, so what does he know? And now I’m wearing his 15-yr-old roper boots. Just don’t tell him. Okay? 🙂
autumn coffee