Have you ever started something and just known that you would want to commit every detail of the moment to memory? The way you felt, the way the air felt, all of the sights and sounds of the moment? For me, that was the 2017 Philadelphia Marathon.
If you’ve been around a while, you may remember this post, where I let my husband dress me for a week. Some of the outfits were questionable, but it opened my eyes to the fact that he’s actually not horrible at picking out clothes for me. Continue reading “I Let My Husband Dress Me For a Week (Again)”