I reach a stage in pregnancy where I have zero interest in having any clothing touch my skin. I’m there. I’m actually thrilled that I am going to be in late pregnancy during summer. I really really wanted to go out today in a lycra tube top and a loose skirt. That sounds like the appropriate amount of material in contact with my body. But the high is going to be 62 and there will be scattered showers. Damnit. I’m not quite warm blooded enough for that combo. Life, she is unfair. 🙂
I fully intended to go biking today, and then I watched some poor schmoe in pedaling through a downpour. I blame the fact that I was thinking of washing my car this morning.
Maybe another reason to see what clothes you can get from me? They will be BIG on you, but hopefully look nice, too.
It’s less a size issue and more a ‘my skin is so sensitive that anything touching it drives me nuts’ thing. 🙂
Oh! Would you like to hang out early afternoon on Thursday? We will be driving north past your general location and I can bring you some lovely greens from the yard. 🙂