Pop of Pink

Lately it seems like our two dogs are training us for our someday children. Not in the sense of needing food, water, and an occasional bath* but they have been up all night long these past few nights. B and I are walking around like zombies today, we are so tired. Here's the thing though: when you tell people your dogs kept you up all night, you get minimal sympathy. However when you say 'my babies kept me up' you get a complimentary shot of espresso. Word play, my friends. I'm on the hunt for a crop top that isn't tween tight (you know what I mean right? See also: cut-off shorts.) I just want to show a little tummy; I don't want to show the whole situation....