Sometimes all you want to do is bake some pre-made cookie dough, pour yourself a glass of milk and curl up on the couch in a robe.
If only it was socially acceptable to where one out and about.
Since, let’s be honest,
I live in mine lately.
It’s more of a house coat, really.
And the cookies.
Impossible to only have one.
Even better when you have a little bit of ice cream to top it off.