And do I love me some Forever 21. I don't go and buy the weird meshy, bikini, cut-off shirt, onsie-up-my ass outfit. I dress like I just bought that shit at a fashion show. I love in sweaters, dark jeans, A-line skirts, thigh-skimming dresses and racer back tanks. Yup. I prefer basic shirts with a little flair over absurd patterns. I love a feminine dress that coordinates with my plethora of gray sweaters.
In honor of the blog, "What I Wore" --- today, I want to share with you what I wore. Weird, right? To show you that mothers aren't the sweatpants-wearing, old-college shirt donning archetypes that we are played out to be. We are beautiful and have a remarkable sense of style. But that doesn't mean that some days the old shirt doesn't come out -- because it does.