





Every once in a while, I wonder if I shouldn't be a schoolteacher. I love teaching and passing on factoids (my knowledge on sedimentary rocks and clouds spans volumes! like, 3 pages total.) and I used to think I would love to teach children. But in all honesty, I have no patience for screaming, snot-nosed, extremely hyper kids. I hate cleaning up after them, and I also don't like children's food, which to me consists of macaroni and cheese and chicken fingers.
But I totally enjoy channeling the schoolmarm through my outfits. Comfy flats for running around? CHECK! Dress with a poofy skirt to hide legs while sitting Indian-style at storytelling? CHECK! Modest top that double duties as a bib? CHECK! Whimsical details? CHECK!
I'm totally set. At least to LOOK like one.
ps. One more day till my GIVEAWAY ends! Enter now!
But I totally enjoy channeling the schoolmarm through my outfits. Comfy flats for running around? CHECK! Dress with a poofy skirt to hide legs while sitting Indian-style at storytelling? CHECK! Modest top that double duties as a bib? CHECK! Whimsical details? CHECK!
I'm totally set. At least to LOOK like one.
ps. One more day till my GIVEAWAY ends! Enter now!
















































