When Hawk and I first met, I took pride in how laid-back my style was. I recall hospital pants and a USRowing tshirt were a standard for our late night talks in the hallway (I was literally the girl next door). He has since told me that I was a total scrub, and he's glad I'm improving my attire. Looking back, I agree!
I'm turning 32 this week, and I want to be a bit more girly with all the boys in house. This might be a great addition, from Oh Sweet Joy: