My sisters, I was about to write you a post about feminism just now. I was flying through it, my fingers typing 300 miles an hour on the keyboard, when suddenly I thought to myself: come on, just chill out for two seconds.
That’s enough of being deep, spiritual, self-fulfilled, and having an amazing perspective on the world.
Let’s be rich, light, carefree, and let’s just talk about clothes for a second.
Or actually, let’s talk about my day on Saturday, which will henceforth be known as “the worst dressed day of my entire life” – okay.