Waisting away

Moving on from my ongoing conversations with myself regarding parenting philosophies, facts and self efficacy, something a little more practical has cropped up lately: clothing. Well, how to not end up looking like a sack of potatoes. Marilyn Monroe can wear a sack o spuds, but not me.

Embrace it

I've never really had any fashion or, just dress sense. But before getting pregnant, I'd figured out a formula of sorts- what works and what I should stay away from. However, things aren't what they were since having my lovely baby, and my formula has had to be scrapped. Leaving behind the same person with little idea about clothes and even less time and money to indulge in any clothes shopping in the first place.