I am laughing SO, SO hard right now. This is awesome, and so relatable.

But getting back to business, here’s my take:

Okay. I’m one of those weird Lularoe addicts, and as such I’ve learned something about clothes that had never occurred to me in 42 years of wearing them.

The tag doesn’t matter. Nor the back. Nor the front. If you have a long skirt and you need a dress, pull that sonofabitch up over your boobs and throw on a jacket. Now you have a dress. If you have a dress and wish it was a tunic, belt that sucker, tuck, fold, or tie it until it’s not a dress anymore. If you’re nursing and your dress zips up the back, wear it backwards and now it’s a nursing garment. Just unzip and attach baby.

I guess my point is, wear it however you want to wear it. Or how it’s most comfortable.

It looks cute on you either way.

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