So, I know I'm not the most stylish person in the world. But, really, I didn't think I was soooo bad that my two oldest daughters wouldn't be able to figure out how to coordinate things. I am blaming this all on Berns.
I apologize deeply for Riley's last outfit...white tights, plaid shorts, a floral shirt...man oh man...oh, p.s.--when she put it on she made sure to come wake me from my slumber to show me how great she looked. I quickly turning on my acting capabilities and asked her if I could wear it when she was done. She was crazy proud of it.
I repeat...blame Berns.