So apparently now, not only do I have to assess the average contents of my shoeboxes, I also need to take heed of advice from my clothing.I recently purchased and wore a new pair of jeans from White House/Black Market. When I took them off at the end of the day, I noticed they came with some seemingly heartfelt advice.
I'm not sure I'm too comfortable with having my jeans usurp the role of a fortune cookie. It just seems a little "off."

And better than ever...or so I hope!
I have to say how much this Mother Jones cover tickled my fancy. Obviously -- or I wouldn't be writing about it. I was browsing a shelf of magazines at the local bookstore, looking for nothing in particular, and noticed it right away.