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What is it? Really? To me, mom style is the style of a woman who happens to be a mom. I know to some it means dowdy, or haphazard. But I disagree. How did we women get to be moms? By being hot, and attractive…because let’s think a moment about how one becomes pregnant. Think on that for a moment.
Now that you’ve thought about it.
I believe it’s a misnomer to think that once one has a child one has to suddenly forget that you have curves and sex appeal. Yes, there are the pressures of time and the constraints given to thinking about style. But jeans, a fun top, and great hat would solve any and all such occasional time constraints, would they not?
Those are my two cents for the day.
There is a beauty in danger, and a beauty in the quickest of transitions. I was fortunate enough to take these photos in full sunshine while the darkest of storm clouds brewed behind me. It was an ominous gray that stood in stark contrast to the brilliant warmth of the sun.
It hastened my steps, and made nimble my fingers as I worked the camera. The threat of rain looming overhead and in plain sight.
My footsteps hit the inside of the house as the heavens split open and the clouds released their heavy burden. My self and my gear safely hidden from their wrath.
Children have this uncanny ability to say the most obvious things in a way that makes them seem profound. Or at least in a way that signals that it is profound to them.
“My dog likes to smell stinky things….my dog….likes to smell…STINKY things.”
Case in point.
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I look at my girl, “Honey, do you know that I love you?”
“Yup.”
“You do?”
“Yup. ‘Cause you take care of me when I sick. And you make me spaghetti! That my favorite dinner. You make it for me a lot!”
There you have it. That’s how you know someone loves you.
Walking along with my girl, she lets out a fart, giggles, then says, “‘Scuse me!”
She pauses, then continues, “You have to say ‘scuse me when you fart.”
Long pause.
Her brows furrow, and she secretly whispers to me, “Sometimes Daddy farts and doesn’t say ‘Scuse me.”
Another pause.
Then, “That’s RUDE!”
What more do I need to say?
It’s all about loose flowy dresses and kimonos. With my own aesthetic towards loose and, dare I say, boho clothing I find that summer is really the time to shine in terms of style. First off, not only does my body adore the heat, loving temperatures that others abhor, but I love to shed layers upon layers of clothing.
I often find myself envying the bloggers that live in regions more warm than that of my Toronto. When Fall rolls around and they’re rejoicing in the fact that they can add sweaters to their layering regimen, I’m already tired of wearing my parka and mitts.
So while the summer is still here, and I spend hours biking gloriously around our fair city, I’m going to languish in the full heat and rays of the sun. Languish and hopefully freeze this moment in time.
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