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Eyelet, applique and a removable flower pin
pack this gingham-trimmed apron full of country charm.
Big Frills Apron, $38 at Anthropologie.com.
Before I got married, I started learning how to cook, and my dear friend Lindsay got me the perfect gift to go with my new found hobby: an apron. It was from Anthropologie (swoon) and it was red and white with flowers all over – it was absolutely adorable, and it was reversible.
I know, I didn't think it could get better either.
Never before had I thought about wearing an apron when I cooked – mostly because I just threw on old sweats, and a T-shirt, and then tossed everything into the wash later. But also because my mental connect to aprons was to housewife June Cleaver, and those slutty maid costumes girls wear on Halloween.
(Not knocking June Cleaver at all, btw.)
But after receiving this gift, a whole new world opened up for me. I suddenly felt like everything I cooked would rock everyone's taste buds that much harder, and an added bonus was that I now looked super cute in the kitchen.
With the holidays fast approaching, specifically the the heavy-on-food demands of Thanksgiving, invest in a pretty apron, and feel beautiful in the kitchen. That way, when you rub your eye and forget that you had butter on your fingers, or when the oil spatters up from the pan onto your bare arm, and burns off three small hairs, you can check your reflection in the oven door, smile, and know that Thanksgiving dinner will totally rock.
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