Shirt accessorized by Popsicle drips and smudgy handprints. Shoes that empty sand all over the kitchen floor. A sparkly flower tattoo finishes the look. My look. The look I just wore proudly, if somewhat obliviously, home from the park and the grocery store. (I feel that the key to pulling it all together is to keep the two year old with you at all times--it's when you run out without the kids that it really raises eyebrows).