I've been really enjoying posting old school #OOTDs here. Something I've come to reject in my late 30s is the notion that we should always be pushing ourselves to the extreme. If we're not falling into bed utterly exhausted at the end of the day, we could have done more. I could go on and on about this—and I just deleted a hot 250 words on it 😆—but I'm just a mom, standing in front of her internet friends, asking if posting old school #OOTDs is okay. Of course, drive is one (ONE) of the best characteristics a woman can have. But it's also perfectly fine if said woman tuckers out at the end of the day after experiencing so much joy and frustration and grossness and cuteness and love... and uses IG as the fun little outlet she'd originally intended it to be. 😉 So here are my favorite pants, in an under-$50 ponte version. Peanut butter seamlessly wipes off them, and the front patch pockets can hold an astonishingly large number of priceless leaves and twigs. Best of all, they don't wrinkle when miniature humans climb into your lap for cuddles. They make me feel good, and I hope they make you feel good, too. ♥️ K, bye. 😅