Monthly Archives: May 2014

It’s All about Attitude…

Remember when everything could make you this happy? A trip to the grocery store with a friend, a stop at Starbucks, a sleepover, and life was great. I love watching the kids enjoy their childhoods – it brings me joy, as well, to see them so carefree! And look at them: if you have this much zest and spice and happiness, you can wear anything and still look gorgeous! My daughter Lizzie is on the left, her friend Reilly is in the middle, and my son Michael is on the right.


Lace Skirt and Lawn Mowers (Only Peripherally Related)

I had an interesting talk with a friend about women and our bodies earlier this week. I was fretting again that posting pictures of my daily outfits is narcissistic. She was pointing out that in our society, the media, etc., we are conditioned to want to be thin, pretty, stylish, young. And yet we are not supposed to show the effort involved. We’re not supposed to be vain, and it’s supposed to look effortless. They’re conflicting messages. I think she had a good point. And if I think about it too much, it will scramble my brain, so I’m going to stop worrying about the whole narcissist thing and just have fun with my fashion journey.

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Used Denim Blazer from eBay — Score!

I really, really wanted a denim blazer. Saw one on someone on Pinterest and loved it. I couldn’t find one anywhere, so I went to eBay and saw one for twenty bucks. But it wasn’t new — pre-owned made me nervous. But I sometimes buy second-hand stuff at second-hand stores, right? And the post promised it was in great condition with no odor (gross!). So, I ordered it. Great decision! (I’m also wearing a Free People tunic, leggings, and Ralph Lauren boots.)

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Dressing Nicely Screws up My Workout Mentality

This morning went all to hell: After I got the kids to school, I planned to run with the dogs, then return a book of swatches to the interior design place, then work & shower, then go to a meeting, then work some more. Instead, as Michael was running out the door to school, he suddenly stopped and said, “I think I’m gonna throw up.”

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