I know what you’re thinking. That frumpy woman in sweatpants and Ugg boots has no business indentifying with this superstar to the left. But I am, in fact, the REAL Fancy Nancy. You see, before 3 babies sucked every ounce of energy and giving-a-s**t out of me, I was quite fancy. Perhaps I would beContinue reading “The REAL Fancy Nancy”
A neurotic millennial's musings and doodles on life, parenthood, and the myriad ways she can blame her mother for her troubles.
