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!
Tis the season of green. Can’t stop, won’t stop. I don’t feel like I’m intentionally buying all of the green things, it’s just happening. But this little cardigan was too hard to pass up. I have recently left the Lulu Lemon tribe as well, traded in for these Zella leggings which are a third of the price and more comfortable. They wash better too. I’m often a brand whore and jump on wagons that leave my pocket book empty and give me a wedgie. Zella stays in place and are breathable. Give them a try. Hey ho!
What I’m reading! Sidetone: this book messed me up. I can’t stop thinking about the ending. Why?! Ugh.
I’m ready. I’ve been working on my thighs and butt with all the squats. I have been casually tanning my white parts. I have established a shaving pattern. Here I am summer! Technically this is the first summer Josh and I will have together. He moved to Washington last March, but my dad had recently died, and my world was shaken with some ugly things. Truth be told, I spent my summer grieving. This summer I plan on sweaty kisses, and swimming, and grilling, and all those other things people do and take photos of. Yay! Also, I finished my book. I can officially relax. Anyway, my sweater is the bomb. So lightweight and perfect for evenings if you live in sweatbox somewhere (Texas and Florida). Here it’s mostly in the seventies during summer. Which is dreamy AF. I threw in some sandals in case you’re not a boots in summer kind of girl. Happy sweating.
First pair of high-waisted jeans, right here. I’ve never even tried a pair on because they have that mom jean stigma. And while mom jeans look sexy and dare-I-say even cool on twenty year olds, well…I am a mom. And on me they look like mom jeans. I’m adjusting. Because guess what? They’re so comfortable. So, so comfortable. I may never go back. I stepped out of the box and wore my new mom jeans with a crop top. Yikes. There was even a bit of belly peeking through. I’m normally an oversized shirt kind of girl…long…flowy. But, I felt good in this whole outfit and I really believe it was the mom-er- I mean high-waisted jeans that made me feel that way. My espadrille shoes, they’re from last year so I wasn’t able to find them. However I found some similar flatforms I thought you’d like. P.s. “I’m not a regular mom, I’m a cool mom.”
When I’m not wearing boots I wear ugly statement shoes. I think I’m revolting against spring or whatever this shit is. Warm weather is bullshit. My sneakers are called Himalayan Campers. They’ve been discontinued, probably due to their sheer ugliness, but you can find them on E-bay. Also, love em’ or hate em’ you’ll never find a shoe that makes people’s heads whip around like these. They’re also crazy comfortable and I’ve gone hiking in mine. The rest of everything is listed below. Today we are in Bern, Switzerland. I’ve seen quite a lot of the world at this point and I can confidently say it’s one of the most enchanting places I’ve visited. I read that it is one of the top ten cities of the world for quality of life. That sort of baffles me since we paid $29 for a late night McDonalds snack. If you ever come to Switzerland know that everything is mad expensive and the average restaurant check for two people is around $80 without alcohol. Yikes. What really drew me here is my hero, Albert Einstein. He had a flat here and the number of his flat is my lucky number. We’re going to find it tomorrow so I can lick the front door.
Okay, I didn’t wear a dress on Easter. I didn’t even eat ham. There was no egg hunt, or excited children come Easter morning rushing out of their rooms. I didn’t buy baskets and fill them with treats. My children’s father had them this year. That’s the life of a divorced mom with children. Sometimes it’s sad, but mostly I’m happy that my ex husband and I have such a healthy relationship, and that our children have never seen fighting or contention. We live five minutes apart and we parent well together. We are friends and I’ll be honest, it was a long hard road to cultivate that. He sent me pictures of them hunting for eggs, and at church. And that’s okay. Because they are loved, and they are the center of both of our worlds. We divvy up holidays without a parenting plan, or mediator. We don’t have a custody arrangement. We just work at it. It’s hard but doable. It’s a matter of forgiveness and kindness-often of humility. I did send him a text midday that said, Fourth of July is mine MOTHERFUCKER! In good humor, of course.
So, my Easter was part of the first two days my new husband and I had alone. He went back to work right after the wedding, and since our honeymoon isn’t until May we haven’t seen much of each other during our first week of marriage. I was depressed about it. I miss him always, but especially with this shiny commitment band on my ring finger. On Easter we dressed casually and went to a chain restaurant for lunch. Then we made-out and snuggled on the couch for the rest of the day. Side-note: I rarely sit down never-mind cuddle on the couch. I’m a Go! GO! Go! person. So, it was nice and out of routine for busy ol’ me. I’ll do a blog soon on how I try to do everything without help (Bad idea). Don’t do that. I’m learning to ask for help. Anyway, here is my Easter outfit. I recognize that half of America is in temperatures that reach the eighties, and half of us are still wearing sweaters. It’s a hard time for fashion blogging. So, take what you will from this post, but I hope you take encouragement if you’re divorced, and if you’re just here for the clothes take JOGGERS. Casual joggers, sophisticated joggers. They’re my favorite. I included a plus size pair as well. Also, my sneakers. I either get the side eye for wearing them, or lots of compliments. You’ll love them if you’re a weirdo like me. Scroll right for more options.
Happy Thanksgiving week. I am off to London today and very excited about it. My children visit their dad’s family in Indiana every Thanksgiving and so as not to be depressed…I leave the country. But, let’s be honest, England is my very favorite place in the world and I don’t care much for turkey- so, EXCITED! My favorite time to go is around Christmastime. London has a very Harry Potter feel at Christmastime: street bazaars that sell mulled wine, the hustle and bustle of the city, red double-decker buses, very tall men wearing very beautiful clothes. You’d love it. Josh has never been and I’m so eager to share my favorite place with him. As for the outfit, I wore this on our anniversary. My Free People skirt is on MAD sale right now. It’s very soft and comfortable for those of you who are picky about skirts. And my cardigan comes in several colors. Talk when I get back! Have fun!
Those trees though! Guys, this month. I don’t even know what to say about it. On a positive note it’s a beautiful month, the reds, and oranges, and yellows. There have been vivid color explosions in my house. Mostly relating to Scarlet’s moods. You don’t name a child Scarlet and not expect some colorful moods, right? I always feel like such a failure when my children aren’t stable, predictable, obedient robots. I have to take a deep breath and remember that they are living, evolving, vividly colorful humans and I have to teach them how to control certain aspects of their personalities, while helping others to flourish and grow. It’s hard work, but we don’t give birth to humans to half ass their upbringing. Right? Right. So, cut yourself a break this week. Make sure they know they’re loved, and also that they know how to show love. And maybe buy yourself a burgundy sweater, because every time I wear burgundy I feel like a fall fairy.
I’m sweater shopping. My favorites for this season are all things green, and stars! I made a list of some of the sweaters I just purchased since I’m not sure if they’ll sell out before I get them and take my own photos. These are all under $80! Most of them are around the $30.00 range. Happy sweater weather, my people. Don’t forget to scroll right to see them all!
So, this week I was supposed to be cruising the Bahamas with my readers, but that nasty cuss, hurricane Matthew decided to tear through Florida, ruining our plans and sending the state into emergency preparation. Josh and I spent our day in Seattle tracking the storm and texting friends who were getting ready for the category four hurricane. Though missing the chance to hang out for four days with my readers makes me sad, the devastation many people will face puts things into perspective. I am thinking about and praying for all of you.
I traded my shorts and bikinis in for sweaters and boots. This doesn’t make me sad since we all know how I feel about summer shit. Happy Fall y’all! Josh and I are going to buy Christmas decorations tomorrow. Don’t judge me. He has the week off of work and OHMYGODILOVECHRISTMASSOMUCH!
Here’s my outfit. I love, love, love these pants by blogger Sincerely Jules. So flattering and comfortable. And my cardigan/coat speaks for itself. I never want to take it off it’s so soft.