So sleepy after this week.
All I wanted to do was curl up in terry-cloth. I love the idea of rompers. I used to wear them all the time as a kid, and love collecting them now. I think it must go along with my love of leotards left over from my ballet days. There is just something so great about being able to only be wearing one thing and feel so slinky at the same time. This is one that I got at a little vintage shop in North Hampton. It is still a little baggy and weird, but I love the color and the huge pockets. I look like I'm smelling my armpit in the last photo, but I'm not.