We’re all flawed and imperfect beings. But at the same while perfection might be fascinating to look at momentarily, in the long run you’d get either bored or very sad. Whereas, well, with someone like me, you can think to yourself, “Well, at least I don’t make those faces in public!”
*Because, come on, I know you make them in private*
So two things have happened. One, I’ve gotten tired of February keeping me in pants with long johns or tights underneath. And two, I finally got up the nerve to wear my ModCloth stylish surprise dress and in the middle of a frostbiting blustery day. And I nearly froze my fingers off again taking these pictures. So I guess that’s three things.
Pardon the wrinkled nature of the dress. I did have it on all day with the babe, through the ordeal of forgetting items and running back to the house then back to the bus, and a test shoot with a very lovely lady. While we’re on the subject of the dress, I love it. It’s one of those pieces I never would’ve chosen myself but now it seems to fit seamlessly into the shifting aesthetic of my style.
If you haven’t noticed ModaMama is moving ever so subtly away from sweet dressing and more into a boho style lately. Maybe I shouldn’t say it outright, maybe that’s some bloggers faux pas, but I find myself drawing away from certain sweet items like Peter Pan collars in favor of fringe and loose fitting soft materials. Who knows. One thing I love about fashion is it’s ever evolving reflection of the changing nature of our selves.
















































