My favorite day of the week? Sunday. It’s the last day of the weekend. And the day before a week’s worth of who even knows what’s to come. It’s your last chance to sit back, breathe and just be. It’s a day for lingering in bed a little too long, brunches and hanging with the fam. You can take the Friday you’re in love with. I’m sticking with Sunday in my comfy Egyptian cotton boxers, a cup of raspberry tea (no sugar. I swear I’ll never understand why people are into that) and a classic read. After all, Digable Planets that said it best: Sundays to relax.