This is my future. Look at it. Is it a photo of a purse with faux fur on it? Yes, yes it is.
Is it adorable? Yes, but that’s not the point. And the blinged out phone cover? Also adorable, but also gaudy, no?
The point is this: I’m turning into my mother.
Don’t get my wrong, I tolerate love my mother, so turning into her is isn’t a bad thing.
But so soon? So quickly?
I figured I’d be at least late 50s before the resemblences started creeping in. Apparently not. READ MORE