Money, goals and motherhood
,After M was born, grocery shopping with two children felt like an Olympic sport. You have to figure out what groceries you need, make a list, pack up the kids in the car, park in a spot close enough to a shopping cart (that has a belt that actually works), put the massive carseat and
Twice in the last week I was hit with The Ugly Feelings. First, when I was walking the aisle of Target, admiring all of their super cute spring stuff that just hit the shop’s commercial shelving. And second when I walked into an antique store and perused the collection of treasures and trinkets nestled in
Welp. Two weeks into the Contentment Challenge and I cheated. Big-time cheated. I debated not sharing this, but it’s so huge I can’t go on without confessing. So, let’s get this over with. It’s funny how life works. I decided to not shop for three months, and in the same week wrote a post about
For a very long time I have wanted to look like someone else. Don’t all girls relate to that? We all want what we don’t have, and for me that’s a tall, slender body with long legs and a killer metabolism. The kind of person who can wear whatever and look flawless thanks to the
I love summer, but not so much late summer. My morning walks with Leia are darker, the bugs are big after months of feeding, and I am tired of air conditioning. A cold front came through yesterday and this morning it was a delicious 65 degrees. That’s unheard of in the middle of August! This
I am pretty nostalgic. I tend to like every other period of history but the one I’m living in. There’s just something about another era that is so Romantic: the clothes, the language, the (perceived) innocence, the feeling of better, simpler times. The 1990s seemed so lame at the time, but what I would give to
There are a lot of negative things I can say about our generation, but one thing I am proud of is the growing number of organizations and businesses that help fight social injustice. One of my favorites is Radiant Cosmetics, who helps fight human trafficking, one lipstick at a time. Today I have a special treat
Last year I wrote a post on why I hate online shopping. Oftentimes I would come home from work to a package and feel a mixture of excitement and anxiety as I opened it up, only to be sorely disappointed when the clothes were too big, too tight, too see-through, the wrong color, or just didn’t look
You guys asked for more fashion posts, so here you go my friends. The first time I did a fashion post, I swore it would be my last. I asked J to take my photos, and it was such an awkward interaction. I love him to death, but I don’t think he understands what fashion blogging
