- "Art rediscovers, generation by generation, what is necessary to humanness. " -John Gardner
Lately, on InstagramThey are each other’s favorite, and that’s my favorite. (Though to be clear- we did have to have a stern conversation today where I informed Henry that even if it was actually his imaginary friends who hit Etta- he was still responsible. Their relationship is not without routine trauma. And yes, I do plan on coordinating clothes indefinitely.)Being pregnant during social distancing is kind of like being in a warped Victorian time trap where I have gone into confinement to obscure my delicate condition from the world. But since I’m hoping we are out before this baby shows up, here’s a little documentation to keep the shock at bay when I emerge in the full glory of my final weeks of pregnancy. 26 weeks 2 days, and officially capable of completely blocking sight of the toilet in this strategically cropped bathroom selfie. Not shown: the varicose veins so large they are visible through my pants, even from the mandated 6 feet away. But I did put on jeans today for the first time since house arrest so I am feeling pretty fancy. What’s your uniform these days- loungewear for life, or dress to impress [no one]?