o b s e s s i o n with arrows, and it's no wonder I drooled over these Candy Kirby Design duds for days.
Although these, and every other pair in her collection, are absolutely adorable + I would most likely die of a heart attack if they landed on my doorstep, I could never ever justify breaking into the ol' piggy bank to purchase $38.oo pants for my infant. If you can, you should. And your baby will definitely be the flyest kid on the block. Yet at the rate Parker's growing, he'd only be able to rock these cuties a few months and then I'd want to break into the now empty piggy bank to purchase the next print in the next size up ... and the vicious cycle would continue until Parkerman and I were livin' on the streets. Or something a bit less dramatic. Like my parent's house.
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