It’s a funny thing, wanting to feel pretty when you’ve got a toddler in the house. I wake up some days and think, “hhmmm maybe today I’ll get dressed up” and by that I mean put on a “not stretched because it’s been worn for the last two or three days” shirt and wear my hair different. I try that for about ten min. and then it’s right back to the old standby of messy bun and stretched shirt. Today though I decided I needed to just “experiment”, and then edit my experiment. I had fun with it and maybe that’s all I really need sometimes, to just play dress up for a few minutes and get it out of my system. I like me, whether it’s the tired me or the dressed up me.