Are you pretending with me? Because the way things really stand, I'm getting sick, my guy is already sick, Jane is on her way to sick, and I wanted to wear pj's all day. I'm pretty sure that this is some tunic thing that just happens to fit me like a dress (or bag, whichever you prefer) and is the most comfortable thing I've ever crawled into. But for now, we're pretending like it's a dress AND that it isn't the biggest man repeller outfit you've ever seen (Thank you Leandra). Don't tell anyone. I don't want my little bubble burst.