This hat is ridiculous.
Well, that was a year.
Not "a year"...a year. I mean, lots happened.
Style-wise I went from city girl to suburban mama, and my look chilled out accordingly (but still managed not to change all that much, because I've been a creature of slouchy habit since approximately 1981).
I used to occasionally wear skirts and dresses and, you know...clothing that people wear in public; now I reach for jeans and sweaters that could arguably double as pajamas. Or might actually be pajamas. You never know.
Speaking of sweaters, can I just say? One of the hands-down best parts of home ownership (or, so I hear, of living anywhere outside Manhattan) is the presence of an actual washer and dryer in your house.