I discovered my penchant for tweed jackets a few years ago, when I realized how easy it was to throw one on over my everyday denim and instantly feel put together. Especially in a cool climate like San Francisco, a light jacket is almost always a must. A tweed jacket is a piece that can take my normal t-shirt and jeans outfit to church or dinner in about 10 seconds.
Happy Monday! I’ve been doing some purging of my closet lately, as I realize there are pieces I haven’t touched in years and probably won’t again. It’s been nearly a decade since I worked in a corporate setting for example, and there is no reason suit separates need to take up valuable real estate in my closet.
And then there are those pieces that land in the “maybe” pile, like this dress I purchased from Zara a couple of years ago. Keep or not to keep? To help me make the decision, I wore it out to a lunch date with Mr. Wonderful recently.
“Is that new?” he asked, as he gave me a kiss on the cheek. [Read more…]
It’s your first Father’s Day, and I’ve been feeling the pressure to write something especially heartwarming. Perhaps some words about love, followed by sweet musings of parenthood, then signed with an XOXO.
And yet as I sit here, wondering what to say, I find myself missing us. I miss the closeness I used to feel, when there was freedom to focus on just you, and how your day went, to hear the latest funny story without being half distracted by whether or not our daughter needs another bottle.
Warm weather means shorts season! As I excitedly dug out my old favorites from the closet, I came to the same conclusion I recently discovered with my jeans – nothing fits my postpartum hips and waist anymore. I didn’t have time to hit the stores, so I decided to order a box of bottoms from Stitch Fix.
Mr. Wonderful and I decided to take Little V on her first overnight trip recently, and headed towards Monterey Bay. It was a rare sunny day (the weather in Northern California is not at all the same as the southern parts of the state!) and it seemed like everyone was trying to get their tan on by the beach. [Read more…]
A friend (and mother) recently shared her dilemma in finding dresses that are both wedding appropriate and nursing friendly, so I promised I would spend some time hunting for several possibilities that she could consider.
Surprisingly, I came up empty-handed on Nordstrom’s website. A nursing-friendly dress usually has one of the following details: [Read more…]
Let me preface this by saying my experience was not the norm. It’s probably why it took me awhile before I realized why a normally good thing was the problem.
I felt exhausted but happy for the first two days after I gave birth. Then Little V started losing more weight than what the doctors considered normal. I was struggling with breastfeeding, but hey, most new moms do. Within 48 hours we had not one, not two, but three lactation consultants offer advice. Someone was always telling me something was wrong. The shape of my nipple. My baby’s latch. My baby had a tongue tie. But don’t worry, there were solutions to all these things so I could keep breastfeeding. I was constantly reminded that “breast is best.”
“I thought you just stick a baby on the boob,” said an exhausted Mr. Wonderful, who gallantly sat with me though every consultation and every feeding.
If only. It’s so natural for mama dogs and cows and horses; why couldn’t it be for me?
Mr. Wonderful and I actually got out for a second date post-baby today. Is it strange to say that half of my excitement for our lunch was an excuse to dress up a little? I was looking forward to wearing the Begonia Lace Tank I had recently ordered online from Ann Taylor.
I’m not typically a crop top type person (I haven’t had a flat stomach since high school), but it goes well with skirts if you’re not into tucking in blouses and want a bit of shape. I originally ordered the lace top to go with a high-waisted black silk skirt I own, but since we were eating at a low-key Thai restaurant for our date, I didn’t want to be overdressed. [Read more…]
It’s my first Mother’s Day.
I haven’t written a post in awhile, and while the break during these last two months have been unintentional, I have started wondering about the course of this blog. What do I write about if my daily outfit nowadays consists of pajama bottoms, a Madewell tee (which is, by the way, the perfect, slouchy shirt), and an oversized cardigan?
Write about your new life right now, a friend suggested. About motherhood and the way you’re experiencing it.
It sounded so simple. And yet, I worried. Will writing about parenthood struggles and the everyday mundane feel relevant to my readers? Will people lose interest when I start talking about sleep deprivation, the challenges of breastfeeding and bloody nipples (yes, I said that), or struggling with postpartum depression? This is my life right now, but who would care?
My husband gave me my Mother’s Day gift this morning, a t-shirt that said, “World’s Okayest Mom.” It was not only a confirmation of who I am, but an affirmation that it’s ok to just be ok.
And I realized this: I never started a blog to garner lots of followers. It was always about sharing what was real and authentic to me, even if that came at a risk of being raw and off-putting. I may never have the greatest blog, just like I’ll probably never be the greatest mom. But that’s ok. As long as I stay true to me.
I hope you’ll stay around.
With the launch of Rent the Runway Unlimited this past week, I thought I’d quickly share my recent experience with the service while it was still in the beta program.
Despite the fact the new program wasn’t heavily publicized until now, I was put on the waiting list for ten months this past year. In fact, I had nearly forgotten about it until they contacted me two months ago while I was eight months pregnant. I asked customer service if I could wait until I had given birth and lost some weight. After all, why pay for an unlimited service when I would have a very limited selection due to my pregnancy?