every night when we climb into bed, i stick my feet on husband's belly. he almost goes into cardiac arrest, but he is a warrior.
lately i'm just cold. all the time. can't get warm. ugh.
i'm thinking of designing a clothing line called sherpa chic. there would be layers of wool, cashmere, tweed and faux fur from head to toe. and we would be warm.
this would be sherpa chic baby. all cashmere. yum.