- In the media
- 3 years ago
Tomorrow, we are allowed to wear costumes at work. Until yesterday I had no idea what I was going to dress up as. (I put costumes to the last minute every year.) Enter my mother. God love her, but she totally hoards things. Not in a OMG THERE’S NO WHERE TO WALK way, but she has kept a lot of stuff from my childhood and we have a lot of knick knack things that we might need some day. She pulls out this outfit I wore in 1995. I was 9. Today I am 27.