Wardrobe Mystery

There’s a mystery that lives in my dressing room. I say dressing room – but that’s actually just a fancy word for the spare bedroom that is home to my two huge wardrobes and the bed/couch-creation that contains all of the laundry-I-didn’t-yet-fold. Foldin’ laundy is the fucking worst of the entire world of chores imho.Continue reading “Wardrobe Mystery”