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Insert Something Profound

Hat & Shoes – Ruche
Tank – hand me down
Necklace – F21
Shorts – C. Luce
I was going to put something witty here, or something profound, or probably both ’cause I do that everyday. *wink, wink*   But right now, I’m kind of having a craptastic kind of moment, so can we just pretend that I did? 
Oh, and can I ask you a question?  Do you like the ‘no bangs’ me or do you miss the bangs?  I’m always so torn about this.  *sigh*

Fifty Shapeless Shades

Sweater – Kensie
Dress – Many Belles Down
Shoes – Ruche

A loose and soft light sweater is such a cozy thing to wear in the chilly mornings of summer. The shapeless aspect of this one reflects my mind and attitude most mornings like these…shapeless, but also free and open.  Maybe that’s why I’m drawn to such pieces. It’s like literary pathetic fallacy. 
On that note, started reading Fifty Shades of Grey -that book everyone’s been raving about.  Read 50 pages and hated it.  Badly written, no plot, and the love scenes are not at all erotic it’s so poorly written.  And enough with the “inner goddess” crap!  You want Mommy porn?  Let me sleep in, hire me a nanny, make me coffee and breakfast and tell me that the housekeeper is just delayed because s/he’s picking up my trainer on the way.  Now that’s Mommy porn!
Quote of Today:
“Batman springs to mind.”

Wild Women Do What You Think Of Never

Jacket – Old Navy
Shirt – hand me down
Skirt – Mink Pink
Shoes – Payless
Necklace & Thumb Ring – F21
Safari Ring – Threadsence
I’m getting a bit more adventurous sartorially. *she says a little smugly* I’m actually a little proud of myself.  I used to never, ever wear leopard print – ever.  But then this vest was too appealing to resist and, well, once the barrier has been broken I think there’s no turning back, because then this skirt here became to appealing to resist…and there’s a tank top in a similar pattern that has me drooling.  So either I’m getting more adventurous, or I’m getting in touch with my inner wild cat.  
Either one works, really. 
p.s. While I was writing this post the song “Wild Women Do” from Pretty Woman was playing in my head.  Take from that what you will. 
Quote of Today:
“This hairdo is brought to you by Chez wet-hair-tied-up-in-an-elastic-all-night.”

99 Avocados On The Wall

Dress – Modcloth  (sold out – boo!)
Shoes – Payless
As the temperature rockets, my style gets simpler.  
With the high heat of summer upon us, the layers and additions come off, and all I want to do is spend my days lazing about in a simply airy dress, preferably by the beach, but we can’t have everything can we? 
With the high heat of summer, my appetite becomes not simpler but weirder, so I end up inadvertently trying to determine how many avocados one woman can eat in a single 24 hour period.  Four so far, if you’re curious.   Yesterday it was three.  I’m like the “99 bottles of beer on the wall” song.  Except avocados, and in reverse.  Who’s betting on five today?  Anyone?  Odds are 5 to 1 for.  
True Story:
Baby girl was making googly eyes and smiling coyly today at a bunch of construction workers.  
And they reciprocated.  
I’m in trouble aren’t I? 

The Tears Of Lucille Ball

Hat & Boots – F21
Necklace – c/o Scarlet Samples
Vest – AE
Dress – Lace Affair

First off, I finally managed to remember to take off my sunnies before pictures.  I know, I’m very proud of myself.  Patting myself on the back for this great accomplishment.  Hush you from the cheap seats…I’ve still got baby brain here *side note: can you have baby brain with a toddler? Oh gosh, I hope so! Otherwise I’ve got no excuse*  


Secondly, my friend Emily *she’s the one in the picture below* and I were told by a store clerk that we had “balls” for wearing big floppy hats like these.  I really like being told I’m ballsy. *In my mind they’re always comparing me to Lucille Ball.  Always. Without Fail.*  But I felt like a bit of a fraud because the motivation behind wearing my hat is totally anti-‘balls’  – I don’t want to expose myself to the sun.

Lucille Ball wept.

Quote of Today:
“They started eavesdropping when I said the word ‘nipple.'”

Random Sundays: Major Props

Early birthday present from Grandma and Grandpa, coupled with an afternoon spent at the splash pad and park warrants some major props wouldn’t you say?

Mama and Dad, you guys done good! Keep it up.

My Own Personal Stylist

Top – H&M
Shorts – Gap
Necklace & Hat – F21
Shoes – Winners
Lately, baby girl has developed not only a very particular sense of style – she always has an opinion on which hat and shoes she wants to wear which day – but she’s also developed a taste for her Mama’s clothing and accessories.  She runs around the house in my vest and bra *interesting combo wouldn’t you say?* and dictates who wears what *as evidenced above*.  I can only imagine what she’s going to do to Andrew!  Figures that I would end up having a stylist in the house.  Only I think she cares more about her outfit then mine…so a bit of a selfish stylist then?
I’ve created a monster. 
Or as my Mama would say, “Karma.”
True Story:

Best Laid Plans

Hat – F21
Sunnies – honestly, don’t remember
Dress – bought in Barcelona, Spain.
Flip Flops – Abercrombie & Fitch
Wednesday I had all these plans.  Big plans.  Grandiose plans.  I was going to accomplish great things.  Move countries, topple mountains.  But what did I do?  I went to the audition I had to go to, and then came home and took a two and a half hour nap before going to host the show.  Two and a half hour nap….I just needed to say that again.  *courtesy of the husband who watched baby girl for half of that*
Both the countries and the mountains have nothin’ to worry about.

p.s.  I really have to remember to take the sunnies off for pictures…two days in a row I’ve had both them and the hat on for shots.  Sheesh!

Quote of Today:
“What do you think this is?  Spartacus?”

An Open Letter to Marie Claire

I read this article in the May issue of Marie Claire *one of my favorite magazines* and it got me riled up.  I sat on it for weeks, hoping it would go away but it hasn’t.  I’m still thinking about it and it’s still weighing on me. I usually post these pieces on Saturdays, but I felt it just couldn’t wait. So here you are!

Dear Elisabeth Badinter,

   I’m deeply ashamed and aghast that you are both a woman and consider yourself a feminist.  I feel your article is one of the most anti-feminist articles I have read in a long, long time.   The goal of feminism is to free and liberate women to do with their lives as they please and to raise their value as to being equal in society.  I feel you have done the opposite with your brand of feminism.  Let me address a few of the points in your article.

In the beginning of the article, you say that “this 21st century project of naturalism” makes an animal of the female.  Well, I hate to point out the obvious to you, but we are animals.  Homo Sapiens and mammals to be exact and that means that there are certain biological realities that can not be denied.  I’m sorry to break it to you, but both the male and female of the species is an animal.  Further, there is nothing wrong with embracing our natural instincts as we so choose to do in breastfeeding and birthing.  It is natural and to deny our nature is to be a slave to it.

Next you mention homemade baby food, and yes, it is indeed terrific, but I’m confused as to why you consider it to be inaccessible to fathers by stating that bought baby food is better because it is accessible to fathers? Fathers are just as capable and just as eager to cook, puree, freeze, package, and feed homemade baby food as women.  Both partners have hands and feet that can cut, steam and mash, so I don’t understand who you imply that making baby food at home immediately means that it is a woman’s duty?  I would consider that a sexist remark that both demeans women by placing them back into the kitchen, and degrades men by implying they are either incapable or not caring enough to make their baby’s food.

Further, it is an illogical statement to imply that the choice between biogdegradable diapers and disposable diapers is one of  choosing between “the protection of the environment and the protection of the liberty and free time of women.”  First off, if you look at trends, polls, and statistics, those that protect and care about the environment tend to be the same people that value equality and the liberty of choice, so it makes no sense realistically that there is an either/or choice in this respect.  Further, this section of your piece implies that using biodegradable diapers (I’m assuming washable ones here) tethers women into some domesticated duty.  I would whole heartedly disagree.  First, see point above about men having hands and feet – it applies to diapers as well.  Secondly, in my first hand experience online with bloggers and interpersonally with myself and friends, I have found that men have jumped in with both feet when it comes to changing, washing and tending to diapers. Again, this is in inherent error in your thinking that diapers and laundry is the sole responsibility of the female. In the modern age of relationships between men and women, I had hoped this patriarchical notion had been smashed, but you seem to be carrying it’s flame as brightly as ever.

It’s shocking to me how you argue that women should not want to spend time with their children, and that they are “less happy” the more time they do spend with children.  Have you ever spoken to a mother?  If you had you would know that most, if not all, would love to spend more time with their children, not less.  And a mother wanting to spend time with her child, and actually doing so, does not in any way negate the father wanting to spend time with his child and actually doing so.  You seem to forget that the best scenario for a child is two loving parents, therefore one loving parent being present does not discourage nor negate another loving parent’s presence.  Finally, I wholeheartedly disagree that it is good for children to get along without their mother.  True, children can not be smothered, but they need their mother, just as they need their father.  Ask any child psychologist about the affects of absentee parents, neglect, or those children abandoned or orphaned and then come tell me that children don’t need their parents. 

The thing that saddens and angers me most in your article, however, is your claim that after the 18 years that it takes to raise children a woman is “much too late to be able to make a living in the workplace.”  This clearly says that a woman’s worth in her entire lifetime (85 years for women as you say) is only in 18 years.  That I find to be the most degrading thing in the whole piece.  A woman’s worth, a human’s worth, extends beyond the 18 child rearing years.  For a women who says she fights for the equality and liberty of women you seem to be demoting a woman’s worth to her childbearing years, and further taking away all her choices.  When discussing your piece with a colleague, she mentioned instances of women returning to school and then excelling in various fields of study, medicine for example, after 20 years of staying home with children.  So I would respectfully beg to disagree with your assessment of a woman’s worth.

There are many more points I could discuss, contradict and argue with, including your issues on breastfeeding, however, I feel I have made my general point abundantly clear.  I find that your entire piece bashes women, degrades their personal choices and takes away their liberty.  I am not a stay at home mom, I am a freelance artist with a variable schedule.  I need to work because I find fulfillment in my art and I think that makes me a better mom, but I would never deign to look down on either a full time stay at home mom, or a mom who works and uses daycare to look after her child.  Women should be free to follow their hearts desire and seek fulfillment, whether that leads them on a corporate path or a domestic path or some forged middle ground.  Frankly, I am disgusted at your sexist and bossy treatment of women denying them the freedom to pursue whatever it is their hearts desire.  You should be fighting for a woman’s free choice to do with her life what she wills, instead you insult both her and her partners choices if they don’t align with yours.  She’s “infantile” if she has children, wants to spend time with them, thinks she can have a career beyond her childbearing years, and cares about the environment.   Well, call me infantile then.  I proudly wear the mantle as I call for the freedom and liberty of choice for all women to do as they please, be it a corner high-rise office or a backyard low-rise bungalow.

Sincerely,
  Joanna
  Infantile Woman.
  Graduate of the University of Toronto with High Distinction. 

No Such Thing

Hat – F21
Sunnies – no idea, totally forgot
Dress – c/o eShakti
Shoes – Payless

When you’re freelance there’s no such thing as holiday weekends.  Okay, that’s not true there are…and we here at Chez Haughton are often excited about them because it usually means work and sometimes means time and a half!  For example:  Saturday I did a half day shoot for a web series, and Monday evening I hosted Movieola.  Andrew?  Well, he worked on Sunday and then worked on a video game project on Monday (he does the music).  So yeah, that was our long weekend.  But don’t feel sorry for us…it means that most weekdays we get to go out and enjoy the sunshine while others sit in their cubicle.  Sorry, hope you don’t hate me too much right now. 

True Story:
Don’t try to talk, tickle, or touch baby girl when she wakes up from her nap.  
She’ll cry, punch, and run…unless you’re Mama that is. 
Her uncle learned that yesterday. 
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