I know y’all don’t know me all that well so here’s a little tidbit: I’m married to a rock star. No, women don’t make a habit of throwing their underwear at him whenever he goes out in public, and he never wears mascara anymore, but still. A rock star. He played in a band when […]
My parents tried to raise me in relatively gender neutral clothing, and I fought it every step of the way. Mom would dress me in brown second-hand cords and yellow tshirts, only to be foiled by my paternal grandmother sending me Little House easter dresses from Sears, which I vastly preferred.