the smell of my desperation has become a stench

Hand-embroidered table linens

I bought these at an antique shop for $15 (total steal) on our last trip to San Francisco because they reminded me of my late Granny’s house in Kentucky. She never threw anything away, and as everything collected in the corners of her house it would all turn this off-white color tinged with the slightest hue of blue. The detail work here is phenomenal, which means Leta will not be allowed to eat anywhere near these until she’s 40. I found similarly beautiful table linens on etsy, and did a search on ebay to discover hundreds of options.

Heather B. Armstrong

Hi. I’m Heather B. Armstrong, and this used to be called mommy blogging. But then they started calling it Influencer Marketing: hashtag ad, hashtag sponsored, hashtag you know you want me to slap your product on my kid and exploit her for millions and millions of dollars. That’s how this shit works. Now? Well… sit back, buckle up, and enjoy the ride.

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