Don’t let anyone tell you that leggings aren’t pants, especially Blair Waldorf. Since everyone has been asking where I get mine I threw a post together for you. The ones I’m wearing are gunmetal in a size 8-10. I got my oversized courier shirt at a small boutique so I did my best to find something similar for you. I’m ten pounds down! But I still can’t fit into any of my old jeans. Happy shopping!
If you’re like me and don’t mind breaking fashion rules I have a pair of pants for you! I plan on pairing them with chunky sweaters all fall and winter. They’d look great with a pair of black booties too. One more week till my kids start school and I’ll have a few more hours to work. A lot of you ask me how I do it all. Right now I have a sleeping baby in my arms while I put this post together. I spent the morning with him strapped to my chest in my Ergo while I stood at my hightop table and wrote a chapter for my next book (rocking side to side). It’s definitely about mind over matter, acclimating to new situations, and being willing to work under and in any circumstances. How bad do you want it? Good. Do whatever you have to to get it. We’re women, we can if we really try. That’s our gift.
I did not list my Nike workout pants on the blog, though if you want truly comfortable pants with a built in pocket for your cell phone go check them out on the Nike website. I’d choose Nike over Lulu Lemon every time. I recently traded my Fitbit for a Fitbit HR and I LOVE it. Guys, did you know the Fitbit app keeps track of your period!? Oh, you did? Cool. I am always late to the party. Like I just binged watched all seven seasons of Gossip Girl. It was during the first six weeks of Avett’s life, but I became so obsessed that I’d have dreams where I was walking around telling people: “I’m Chuck Bass.” My other obsession: the Steven Madden sandals I linked you to. They’re on sale! Look at how happy I am that they’re on sale.
Ohhhhh boy. Literally, I gave birth to one. And now that I’m done being pregnant I’m sort of ready to blog again. I can tell you that I’m not enthusiastic about buying clothes since I still have 30lbs to lose, but I am managing to find some outfits to disguise that fact. I’ve been living in dresses since I don’t have a single pair of jeans that fit me. I feel like I’m in a race with winter to lose weight so I can avoid buying new pants. And though I cringe when I look in the mirror I’m reminding myself that I’m human and reciting those famous words everyone keeps saying… “It’ll take time.” In the meantime I feel flabby. My thighs chaff when I walk and I have some wicked mom stripes on my belly (they only arrived after I had the baby, go figure). Honestly, I’m really enjoying motherhood in my thirties and though I think vain thoughts throughout the day I am quite content. Praise be!
What I am doing:
The worst thing one can do when attempting to be healthy mentally and physically is compare. Women have a knack for making themselves feel inadequate. Whether you’ve just had a baby or you’ve been struggling with your weight since you started eating solids the best way to feel good in your own skin is to focus on what you DO have going on. Strong legs, white teeth, bouncy hair, pretty toes, smooth skin, whatever. Those areas you want to improve; don’t let them control the way you feel. Instead of saying “I am failing” say: “I am working on it.” And…well…work on it. Working on it feels good, working on it feels productive.
I’m working on feeling like myself again. Every day I either walk, or walk and interval run. I’ve been averaging four mile walks mostly with the baby strapped to my chest. I use the weighted hula hoop on top of that (30 minutes in the evenings). I’ve cut out carbs and I’ve been mainly sticking to protein, veggies and grains. I’ve only lost four pounds.
What I’ve failed at: alcohol. Face palm. I started my liquor fast yesterday. Man, I like to drink.
What I plan on doing: Orange Theory. I’m basically trying to get fit enough to get fit.
Anyway, here is a dress that made me feel sexy! It showed just enough boob and hid just enough belly fat.
Sooo long, it’s been so long. My excuse is that I’ve been writing harder than I’ve ever written before. More than one project too, so I don’t even shop anymore. And when I do shop it’s for baby gear. Also, I haven’t wanted to wear clothes for months now, so all I’ve had to sell you is my nudity. I’ve started wearing clothes again and not just walking around in Josh’s boxers and a sports bra. Clothes are necessary I’ve found, if you want to leave the house. So, I’ve stocked up on yoga pants (mostly Zella), and pregnancy tanks (which I wear even when I’m not pregnant), and some shirts that can accommodate my belly.
Wildfox. Expensive AF! The first time I bought one I had immediate buyers remorse. However I didn’t return the sweatshirt and have worn it consistently for four years. Wild fox is the only sweatshirts I’ll wear now, because once you feel how soft and comfortable they are you no longer want to wear those other stiff things. The pullover I’m wearing in my photo is not on sale, however I included a couple that are! Just click the links below to check them out.
I’m reading a GREAT book right now, so make sure you click on the link to see what I’m reading.
What I’m Reading!
I get really bored with myself sometimes. Not just with my clothes either: my thoughts, my writing, my emotional hangups. Like, stop wearing black every day, Tarryn. Maybe mix patterns. Can you wear a floral print, or will that make you die?
I try to reinvent myself constantly. And that means facing and moving forward. It’s like spring cleaning really. Do I like this about myself? Should I keep it or toss it? I end up keeping the things that help me survive and tossing things that make me overly negative. For example, I like being melancholy, there’s a certain truth to seeing the world in damp grey. However, I don’t like being negative. That’s a real fucking downer for everyone. I want my approach to EVERYTHING to be positive so that I can really experience something before I decide if it was disappointing. Often when we enter a situation with an expectation of disappointment we doom ourselves. Paint the scene before it colors itself, you know? Maybe you don’t. Am I rambling. All of this because I wore leopard with a checkered print head wrap. I hardly wear print never mind mixing them. Josh bought me these biker boots for Christmas. The problem with my other boots is that I can no longer bend over to get them on (belly), so I needed something to slip my feet into. I love them. So comfortable and so badass. They’re slightly on sale too.
I included a plus size leopard coat. Links below.
What I’m Reading!*PREORDER*
All Your Perfects by Colleen Hoover
Okaaaay! I’ll let you where I got my shoes. Truth be told, I got them last winter and didn’t think JC would bring them back. Alas! they did. So here are my favorite shoes. So comfortable by the way. I love me some thick soled wedges, the chunkier the better, but if the soles are too narrow I wobble. Not the case with these. I can walk all day and my feet never get sore (I traipsed around London with them last Christmas). Anyway, hope your Christmas was peaceful. Spend those gift cards, yo!
What I’m reading (Again)
I got Josh to compile a list of his favorite things! Recently I’ve noticed a reoccurring package on our doorstep from a company called Pair of Thieves. Apparently this is Josh’s new favorite undies brand. Actress, Jessica Alba’s husband started this company. I had to laugh when I heard what it was about. Ahem…eliminating SWASS from men’s lives. SWASS standing for…um…sweaty ass. I’ve linked you to those for your guy’s SWASS issues. S’well bottles, we both use ours daily and have yet to find a water bottle we like better. Diesel watches, one of the coolest looking watch brands. We hardly go anywhere without him receiving compliments. They’re definitely large and eye catching for those flashy guys. December is here, ladies. Time to get your shit together and start on that Christmas shopping!
I wasn’t in the market for a new coat, but something about those gold buttons and fur collar…
I listed my boots and a set of very affordable dupes! Same with the shirt. Josh and I just had FOUR days together. It was wonderful and I want to weep at the fact that he goes back to work tomorrow. It was so dreary in the PNW this weekend. Josh was depressed and I was in my element. Today, on our last day, we wandered around Ballard and found stocking stuffers for the kids. Really weird shit. They’re going to love it. Hope your weekend was wonderful!
What I’m Reading!
Okay, you guys wanted to see my favorite things. Perhaps you need a hint hint for the husband or boyfriend for Christmas, or maybe you’re just going to buy your own present. Either way here are my favorite things, both for myself and the home. I am a plant lover (my friends call my home Jurassic Park) and instead of potting my plants in boring planters I find unique ones at my local nursery. I have both the planters I listed and they bring me great joy. Secret, I love my Burberry rain boots about a thousand times more than my Hunters. They are considerably more comfortable. Josh and I have a record player in our bedroom. It’s the perfect addition to our funky, relaxed space. We have string lights along the ceiling and one of my favorite things to do is dance under the bedroom lights to music. I think its very romantic. As a family we are always dancing. Fig out on my White Lies canister, someone else already did. I keep mine in the kitchen. There’s a really funny line of them, I remember one being Valium. Black silverware for all the black souls. And I am obsessed with Jo Malone scents. I use this bath soak weekly. Rose and Gardenia are my favorite scents and this is just dreamy. All right, you get the point. Happy hinting!