No matter the time of day or year, more often than not you’ll find me in a cotton top in some shape or form. I sleep in them, run in them, travel in them, sip coffee by day and wine by night in them, romp through the park with the dog and kiddos in them… you get the picture. I often cry toddler when explaining why I can’t seem to get out of my cottons, but truth be told even before the boys arrived I regularly frequented the dry cleaner to clean up many a self-inflicted chocolate and red wine stains, so wash-friendly cottons have always had more longevity in my wardrobe. Of course now with the children I am maybe enjoying even more chocolate and more red wine than ever… so add in two sets of little hands and the odds of remaining stain-free are never, ever in my favor. Read More