We all know a Plate Watcher. It can be a mother, aunt, cousin, friend, or co-worker. It can be Thanksgiving dinner or simply lunch on a Monday.
This used to be easy to do in high school.
Although I generally enjoy sharing personal style posts on my blog, I’ve always had mixed feelings about it.
Although September 22nd really marks the end of one season and the beginning of another, Labor Day is like the unofficial ending of summer.
I was told by a few close people that the story about peeing my pants at the roller rink was a nice break from style, recipe, and do it yourself posts.