Out Monday-ed again
Yesterday I was feeling particularly accomplished. I ended a successful day spent in a nice straight-legged black pant with some quick wink slinging on match then popped a little Gensis on the pod for my-two-subway-stop ride home. It wasn’t raining. I had the makings of a nice little stir fry in the fridge. Me: 1 Day: O. On my subway ride home an old, learned–looking …