Okay so maybe being a new mommy has made me a little out of touch with the world. I'm alright with that. Ever since September 23rd, 2008 my life has been consumed by one Miss Lucy Michaela. I love every second of that. Its okay with me that since then I haven't been able to pick up a copy of Vogue Paris.
Today though I found out just how "out of touch" I am. G.I. Joe and I were shopping around because I still had a gift card from my birthday. I thought "Hey, maybe I'll buy some new summer clothes, like shorts or something, that actually fits me." Browsing around the racks I was shocked by this. I have these shorts already! But mine came from here. Ugh. For the past nine months, when time allows, I've been kind of sort of occasionally half-heartedly working my butt off to make it look like I never gave birth. I guess those random spurts of hard work were for nothing.
So it seems that maternity pants are the hot new thing. Tell all the moms you know. Elastic is in. That makes those fresh from the oven Krispy Kreme doughnuts seem harmless now, right? :P