How’s it going, beauties?
It’s frigid and rainy in Philadelphia. And I’ve got a nasty cold. All I want to do is curl up with a steaming cup of cocoa and a good book. A Slanket would be ideal right about now.
Mr. Spoiled Pretty talked me out of gifting Slankets this past Christmas…complaining that “people who wear them look cultish, like they’re waiting for the mothership to come.”
I don’t care what he says. If the weather keeps up like this, I’m getting a Slanket. A pink one. And I don’t care if I look like a lunatic. At least I’ll be toasty warm when the spaceship finally shows.