I can't tell you how many outfits I've ruined by cooking without an apron. If only I had an apron that I looked forward to wearing. This may just fit the bill!
Regardless of your feelings about gender roles, there's no denying that grease-spots on your clothes are inexcusable.
How cut would this be over a big ol' round preggo belly? Get yerself knocked up and in the kitchen!
Without including a face you can't accurately represent my frazzled demeanor when I attempt to bake cookies.
He's cheeky AND he likes to cook! What a guy!
I'm not going to make statements about women and how we belong in the home or whatever, I'm just saying, I bet my husband would love these too.
All you cook is marshmallows, fruit and pretzels but I don't mind.