We all know we live in a consumer society. When we need something we go to the shop. So while out doing the groceries, Baby Girl turned to me and asked, “Mama, where you go buy me?”
I answered, “To the best store ever.”
I patted myself on the back for that quick thinking.
After bath time, I’m trying to get pajamas onto a little girl who’s more interested in talking and wriggling.
Suddenly, she runs over to the pregnancy photo hanging in the room.
“That my Daddy. That Drake. That my mommy. That me in Mommy’s belly.”
And without out missing a beat she tilts her head towards me, “Mama, why you eat me?”
I had no answer.
It’s freezing. I’m saying -30 degrees celsius all week. That makes it terrifyingly cold and hard to take outfit shots. It becomes a game to see what will freeze first – me or my camera. So I curled up in bed to read my Firefly Celebration Book. Nothing left to do but spend the day in bed with some of my favorite men…. Nathan Fillion, Alan Tudyk, Joss Whedon, and of course Drake the Dog.
It’s a hard knock life.
Instead of my regular post I’m writing a cry for help today. I’m
serious. I’m being held hostage. She’s short, and blond, and has a bit
of a lisp. She also sucks her thumb and can currently be found wearing
a bright blue and pink fairy costume. Call for help.
She
makes me build blocks endlessly, and dance and twirl until I can’t take
it anymore. I think she might be a little sadistic too since she
smiles and giggles as I twirl or build again despite my momentary
resistance.
And that’s another matter. I have no resistance. I build and twirl and dance on command as she laughs. Laughs I tell you.
Call Child Protective Services please. I’m desperate. They protect you from children right??
Don’t get me wrong, I’m all up for cheap and trendy jewelry. I love to try something outlandish and know I haven’t spent a lot on it. But there is something truly spectacular about a piece that you choose, that you love, and that you purchase with care.
The Sitar Pendant has just the right mix of elegance and boho for me. It’s deep purple stone speaks to my favorite color and something about the richness feels like you get can lost in it. Putting on something you treasure suddenly makes you stand up taller and straighter. If you’re me, it also puts a little sway into your step. It’s definitely something every woman should have. That special piece of jewelery that makes you feel like Sophia Loren…in milkmaid braids.
Mixing leopard print and plaid is a rule that should be broken, but wisely. I think the key is to keep everything else rather neutral and to stay in similar tones. I mixed this shirt because both the shirt and the scarf share a deep, rich warmth.
True, I didn’t stick to all neutrals in the palette, adding tapestry shoes, and sparkles; so maybe I broke several other rules too? I still think it works as everything tends to stay in that ‘deep warm’ category.
And if not, then the only people who saw this were the construction workers who have become my regular outfit taking audience.
p.s. Yes, that is my girl in the background wearing a jacket over her pajamas. Hey, it was that kind of day.
Next week, since it’s the holiday season, we’re breaking out the sequins for day by breaking the “Sequins are only for the evening” rule.
Cute clothes for women, that’s what we think about when you think fashion blog. But then I share that I’m a mom, and people say they never would’ve guessed, and look at my outfit. Who says that the second we become Moms, or Dads, that we’re relegated to mommy jeans and cardigans? Though it would be hilarious to see a Dad in mommy jeans. But I digress.
I firmly believe that style is not relegated to one stage of life, or to one age of life. Style, in my mind, is a reflection of where you are in life, and what you’re feeling and thinking in that moment of time. It’s ever in flux.
Perhaps, that’s why I don’t believe in a uniform. A uniform implies no ebb and flow. It implies a certain stagnation to me, a lack of experimentation and growth. But maybe that’s me. Maybe they’ve got it all figured out and have arrived at their true and complete selves – their personal nirvana and have no where else to go.
Me? I am ever curious about what’s around the corner.
*linking up with Style Sessions, WIWW , Passion for Fashion, and Trend Spin*
For all of us Canucks, Happy Thanksgiving!! For all the Americans, Happy Columbus Day! And for everyone us, Happy ModaMama Giveaway day!
These two lovely ladies and I decided to band together and host a fun group giveaway. This one’s got gift cards, ad space and design credit. Let’s show ’em some love and get the chance to win great stuff in return!
*linking up with Style Sessions*
Why is that when Drake the Dog decides to photobomb my outfit shoots he always has to either be showing the camera his bum or, when he’s feeling really classy, relieving himself? Or both. I tell you he’s one classy guy that dog. In fact I’m surrounded by nothing but class:
The dog that relieves himself in front of the camera, the husband who’s teaching our daughter to belch, and the baby girl who thinks her farts are hilarious! *yes, Daddy taught her that one too*
