Yesterday, I wore black pants with bleach stains and a broken zipper. And a men's snap-up corduroy shirt.
Today, Cubby is wearing bright red sweatpants with a gray stripe up the sides, his plaid flannel shirt, and a navy blue and white striped hoodie sweatshirt.
I don't think we will be gracing the pages of The New York Times Style section as a mother/son fashion duo anytime soon.
Comfy and clean....now THAT'S stylin'. Woodchuck stylin' , don't worry about matchin' . Beth
ReplyDeleteAdmit it, you're just trying to bring back the grunge fad from the mid '90s. :)
ReplyDeleteStylish is overrated.
ReplyDeleteI always say "someone needs to be (judged) underdressed and it might as well be the person who enjoys it."
ReplyDeleteYeah but how many kids will know how to dress a dear that has been hit by a car? Now THAT is useful! Kim
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