Last night Brian and I went to his parents house for dinner. Being this pregnant around the holidays is just a miserable thing. You have a lot of entertaining and looking presentable.
I chose to wear a dress. Not because I wanted to look formal but because wearing pants is now an exercise in tolerating physical discomfort. Everything feels tight.
The only drawback is my bare, wind exposed legs. And as I was dressing last night I can say that I was hoping some stylish leg warmers would somehow fall from the sky.
If I would have had the time I might have tried to whip these up in a jiff. They seem simple enough.