Kohl’s vest; Everlane tee (similar); Target tights and skirt; Shoemint wedges (similar); F21 bracelet; old clutch.
F21 shirt (similar)and bracelet (love this!); Target pants, beanie, glasses and boots (similar); H&M bag (this one is cute!)
You know how you wake up some days and EVERYTHING annoys you?
The cat throws up on the white slip covered couch.
You spill ice coffee all down the front of your shirt three seconds after getting dressed.
The woman next to you in a waiting room answers her cell and has a conversation while on speaker phone.
Your kids tell you no, or ask why or how come for the millionth time. I swear, I don’t know “what is inside of bees…” or “what’s in a roof.” These are the questions I hear. All day.
I’m readjusting my diet and it doesn’t include wine for now. Kill me.
The traffic after gymnastics class was gridlock.
And I’m hungry, damn it.
So, that was my day. I will say, it didn’t stress me out till I sat down to write this and now it comes pouring out. I get tired, and my nice, patient mom act wears thin, too. Bedtime itself for a three and four year old is exhausting and you feel like screaming, “Just go the f%$% to sleep!” Like that book everyone knows. It’s true. I would LOVE to say that just once. I figure that would cause them to go into therapy though, so I’ll hold back.
I just have to keep repeating:
It’s NOT okay to kill the cat.
My kids will only be this little once. I need to enjoy them more.
I am grateful to stay home with them, even though I may be going brain dead because of it.
I feel better when I eat better.
And, tomorrow is another day. Where my two little
hellions precious angels have preschool in the morning. Blessed alone time.
I’ll stop complaining now.
Target cardi and glasses; Forever 21 tee (similar) and wedges (similar); Old Navy jeans; Dooney bag.
In fourth grade I found a pair of my grandmother’s old glasses and decided to bring them into school and tell my teacher and friends they were mine. Never mind they were coke bottle thick and I couldn’t see a thing. I was convinced that everyone would believe me. I wore those things proudly for a week until Ms. Finnegan sent a note home inquiring my parents if these glasses were really mine.
She ruined my fun.
My parents quickly confiscated the frames and sent me off to school again, fortunately able to see clearly, but unable to make the style statement I wanted.
Fast forward twenty some years later and I can finally wear glasses. No, I don’t need them. These are pure fun, people. I can embrace my inner glasses loving child and sport these bad boys all around town.
I’ll admit, my husband gave me a weird look when he came home and saw them. Poor thing, I think I’m throwing him for a loop with my style choices. I mean, his “house shorts” and high school tee’s are just screaming fashionista (just kidding, loveyoumeanit)
So the question is…do I look smarter??!
Target sweater, booties (on sale in store for $14.99!) and sunnies; Zara necklace (similar); F21 skirt (similar.)
I was having a conversation with my mother in law the other day and she brought up the ways women dress for each other versus how we dress for men. I know that when I dress for me or my girlfriends I tend to take more risks and stray farther away from what is conventional. I’ll try a fun, new hairstyle or a different color combo or wear a more out there item. I think women are more appreciative of out of the box trends and styles.
When I dress especially for my husband, say for an anniversary dinner or special night out, I keep things more traditional. Instead of the bright red heels and plum top I’ll wear the black spike heels he likes or I’ll tone down the dark burgundy lips in favor of the soft pink gloss I know he favors. Its not about being someone else around him, or dumbing down my style. I think of it as a way to please him, just like I would if I bought his favorite steak or tickets to a game. Sometimes we do things to please others because in doing so it makes us happy.
I’ll say this, the majority of the time I dress for me and don’t worry about whether not not he will like it. Why? Because I’ve learned that if I am happy and comfortable in my style then I’ll be happier and more comfortable in my daily life. Happy wife, happy wife, right? Also I’ve found that it doesn’t really matter what I’m wearing, he likes me for me.
What about you? How do you dress differently for men vs. women?
I’ve been kind of obsessed with this bow tie here and how this lady (who I may be obsessed with stylewise…) wore it here and here. I just couldn’t justify buying something that I may or may not wear often enough. I got the idea to go out and buy a $2 spool of ribbon at the local craft store and make one myself. Duh.
I am admittedly not a crafty person or someone who has a great imagination, so figuring out I could just make one of these myself was a big step. I was pleased with the results and thought it looked just like I wanted it to. Now I just have to figure out what to do with the other 16 feet of black ribbon…