Now that I’m more than halfway through my pregnancy, nearly all my old bottoms (pants, skirts) have stopped fitting. I had naively thought at least my stretchy yoga pants would accommodate my growing stomach until the end, only to find out this past week I had started suffering from wedgies every time I put them on. Apparently my butt is growing larger too, and not as a pleasant side effect from working out!
One of the most common questions I’ve gotten during my pregnancy is, “Have you had any food cravings? Aversions?” I have a notorious food palate to begin with (I prefer “airing” my bowl of cheerios overnight over munching on fresh ones), so I suppose my friends were wondering if I would have any interesting stories to tell them. But aside from one week where I wanted fresh orange juice every morning (who doesn’t?), I’ve been eating the same foods I always have. No late runs to Safeway for ice cream, or a desire to chew on rubber (I hear that’s a thing).
What did happen in my first trimester though, is that I suddenly could not stand wearing the color olive. Sadly, this was soon after I decided to keep my olive lace jacket from my first Stitch Fix box, so I never got to wear it. It’s shoved into a dark corner of my closet, along with my go-to Ann Taylor olive green blouse, and another olive green jacket. The idea of wearing any of those things right now makes me feel physically ill. Luckily, I still think olive looks great on other people, so at least I can do my job as a stylist normally. [Read more…]
Now that I’m 19 weeks pregnant (eek!), I’ve stopped fitting into most of my old clothes. I have one pair of super stretchy Banana Republic ripped jeans I wear on repeat (photo below), and a few loose dresses that have become my uniform. I knew sooner or later I would have to buy some new clothes or raid Mr. Wonderful’s closet full of free t-shirts (no thanks).
Stitch Fix offers maternity Fixes, which I think is a great idea for a busy mom-to-be. But since I’ve long resisted the idea of putting money into maternity-only clothing, I wanted to see if I could style my own box of regular pieces that are maternity friendly as well. Here’s what I ended up with: [Read more…]
Not too long ago, ModCloth invited me to a special lunch event. I was still feeling sick to my stomach due to my pregnancy (puking in front of fellow fashionistas would NOT be ideal), but their promise of “exciting news” piqued my interest. I love a lot of the retro, feminine designs on their website, but since the smallest size often started at a Small, it meant I usually had to spend more money to get it altered. Over time, I stopped buying things from them.
I know I’ve been gone for awhile. And the longer I’ve been away, the more foreign it feels to write, and yet this morning I felt so lonely that I knew writing would be more therapeutic than talking to anybody about it.
I love my job. I’ve had my share of miserable work experiences, and being able to honestly say I love what I do is a true blessing I don’t take for granted. I love being able to select clothes for women that helps to boost their confidence and make them feel good – getting positive feedback really makes my day!
However, I will admit that as a stylist for Stitch Fix, I never got around to getting my own box. As a 5’2” petite that wears a 000 at J.Crew, I figured it’d be hard to find anything that would fit me.
Nothing speaks of summer quite so perfectly as a white eyelet dress. The one I purchased nearly ten years ago is so worn that I’m embarrassed to say there are yellowish stains I can no longer get out in the wash. I had been hunting for a replacement for a while, when I finally came upon this version from J.Crew and fell in love.
A simple white dress is extremely versatile and a refreshing alternative to the LBD. There are numerous ways you can style it, but here are my two favorites:
I was never one of those girls who planned on getting married or dreamed of her wedding day. But then I met Mr. Wonderful, and spending the rest of my life with him just made sense. I warned him, though, that I didn’t care about a house and I wasn’t sure I wanted kids. Ever.
Living in San Francisco, I rarely get the chance to wear shorts. I had friends who came to visit from the hot and humid East Coast recently, and lamented over the fact they forgot to bring their jackets. It’s California, so isn’t it sunny all the time? Nope. Not in San Francisco. Even in the summer, we frequently need a second layer (travel tip if you ever visit my foggy city!).
So when the weather finally reached the 70s, I eagerly pulled out my new pair of LOFT distressed shorts. There’s something about being in my 30s and feeling more age-appropriate in a longer hemline. When Mr. Wonderful and I did our great purging recently, I realized I hadn’t touched my shorts with a 3” inseam in several years. When I do wear shorts nowadays, I favor Bermuda styles and capris. My shorter shorts were some of the few things Mr. Wonderful did not want me to get rid of!
I have a love-hate relationship with hats. I love trying them on, and I love the idea that a hat can instantly add some effortless style to your whole outfit.
But wearing a hat also adds to my insecurity. Does it fit right? Is it angled right? Am I pulling this off? In high school, I once wore my mom’s gray felt hat to class. I thought I looked great, until one of my closest friends pulled me aside and asked if I was ok. I was confused. Why wouldn’t I be ok?
“Well, you look ill. Like maybe you have a terminal disease.”
I kept the hat on for the rest of the day (I figured hat hair was worse), but I never borrowed it from my mom again. [Read more…]