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They left to head home and a Jake Ryan Yeah You Sixteen Candles Ugly Sweater later I received a very disturbing phone call from friend. Apparently Crazy Bitch MIL was staking out their apartment. She rented a studio a block away and just so happened to ‘run in’ to them when they were coming home. She was apparently upset that her son didn’t call her for Mother’s Day and wanted to let him know she officially moved here. Even though she literally owns a home in another state! She decided to rent an apartment in one of the most expensive cities in the country. Friend is disturbed, and husband is in shock. He started paperwork on an RO and they got a RING cam just in case. I invited them to stay at my place, because apparently when friend left for work on Monday and Tuesday morning she saw Crazy Bitch MIL sitting in the café across the street reading the paper. Husband has been working from home and trying to figure out alternative ways out of his building. He called some other cousins, aunts and uncles and told them what was going on. They are apparently not shocked. She had been planning this sudden move for YEARS. Spoke non-stop about her son and ME but never mentioned friend beyond making a face at her name. They never thought she would go through with it, and said she disappeared a week before Easter/never showed up to the family dinner. Bitch MIL is stalking me. Awesome. I expect two homeland security guys at my door soon enough. Sigh Friend and Husband are coming over tomorrow to stay for who knows how long. They alerted their landlord who is at least taking the matter seriously and passed out fliers to the other tenants with her name and photo saying she was banned from the building. He is also going to keep an eye on the camera footage by the main door to make sure she doesn’t slip in with deliveries. He’s a great guy, I’m going to send him some cookies.

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Thanks for this thoughtful post! While some of the Jake Ryan Yeah You Sixteen Candles Ugly Sweater you called frumpy work very well on me (it’s all so subjective), I completely agree with you on the idea of “tension” and “intentionality” – you’ve articulated exactly what I’ve always thought about in terms of how to bring interest to a look (texture, print, colour), and elevate it form just ‘clothes’ to an ‘outfit’. Many of us (and men in particular) are so guilty of lack of tension in outfits – solid tops and bottoms galore! All ok as individual pieces, but put together it’s so bland and blah. Sure you’re not going to be on any worst dressed lists, but there’s no point of interest whatsoever.