Category :Polka Dots

My Favorite Girlfriend

 Sweater & Cords – Le Chateau  //  Top – Ruche  //  Boots – Feet First
Flower necklace – F21  //  Tribal necklace – Threadsence  //  Scarf – street stand

Do you know who I love hanging out with?  My daughter.  Okay, yeah, I know it goes without saying so.  You love your children and you have to and that’s normal.  But I’m noticing that as she’s getting older, though I’m missing the baby cuddles, I’m loving the new fun and quirky girl I get to hang out with.  She’s so weird and she finds the oddest things funny!  What happens though, is that I end up laughing at those things too.  And so we spend a day full of laughing at weird things, and having strange conversations, and celebrating her farts.

Now it may not be high brow, and I may still need the occasional adult conversation, but I must say it’s becoming fun to hang out with her as a person and not just as my baby.

p.s. if you like this hair, you should check out my easy tutorial!

Bend But Not Break

Sweater – Pink Martini  //  Skirt – Ark&Co  // Boots – Feet First  //  Tights – Hue
Bracelets & Necklace – F21

Though breezy, flowy skirts and pastels are reminiscent of Spring and the bright sunshine of Summer, I can’t seem to hide them away in a dark corner of my closet when the temperatures drop.  The soft pale material feels so vulnerable in the bitter cold wind, but it does not break, so perhaps there’s a hidden strength in it somewhere.
Or maybe I just like to wax poetic about something that is really a simple sartorial choice.
It’s probably that. 
Yes, definitely.

Quote of Today:
“Zombies Mommy!  Zombies…please.”

Nothing New, Nothing Old

Jacket & Tights – F21
Dress – ModCloth
Belt – H&M
Boots – Ruche

Everything old is new again, or more specifically, nothing gets old in my closet. I’ve had all these items for years.  Except the tights.  They’re about six months old and $5 at F21.  I love recombining older things in new ways.  Really I would say that’s the secret behind real style: being able to constantly create unique looks with existing items.

Now yes, sometimes you’ll hit on a combo you really like, and by all means repeat that.  And yes, there is a finite number of combinations that look good together, but then you work within that *rather large* finite number of combinations.    All I’m saying is that style comes from the ability to combine and create within the given set of materials.

Of course, that’s not to say I have style.  I just have an idea of what style is.

True Story:
I come home.  
No welcome. 
I go into the kitchen and see two bums facing me.  
No welcome.
Both Andrew and Baby Girl are at the counter focused on cooking. 
I say, “Hi.”  They both turn to briefly look at me and turn back. 
He’s busy chopping.  She’s busy peeling the shells off hard boiled eggs. 
Welcome home Mama… I guess. 

On Learning New Things

Sweater – Pink Martini
Shorts & Necklace – Ruche
Shoes – Threadsence
Coral&Pink Necklace – c/o Twillypop
Earrings – gift

My Mama left for Poland, and that means I have a car for three weeks!  I’m giddy, giddy with glee let me tell you.  We don’t own a car – a combination of a lack of need for one, and a lack of funds for one – but now that we do have one, I’m all excited about driving places.  Can’t wait!  
Mind you, this coming from the girl who still doesn’t use drive thrus but instead parks the car and walks into the coffee shop.  This may or may not be because I have an irrational fear of ripping my side mirror off in a really bad turn and embarrassing myself in front of everyone.
I neither confirm nor deny anything.
True Story:
Baby girl steps on Andrew’s lap and he yells, “Ow!  You’re stepping on my Penis!” 
And for the next hour I have a toddler running around the house proudly exclaiming,”Pe-is! Pe-is! Pe-is!!”
Can’t wait for that to come out at the grocery store.

These Are The Best Days

Shirt – Joe Fresh
Dress – ShopSosie
Shoes – Modcloth
Necklace – Beau and Bauble

When I was fifteen I remember my mom saying she felt about sixteen.  At the time I thought, “Oh come on!  You’re thirty seven!  Thirty Seven! That’s practically a senior citizen!”  Being myself closer to thirty seven than fifteen right now, I know where she was coming from. It’s sometimes unbelievable to me how fast everything goes.
While I don’t feel sixteen, I do most days feel like I’m anywhere between eighteen and twenty two.  It’s a stark realization to me that I’m no longer that age.  
Side note: It also edges into creepy when boys *and I do mean boys* that age make a pass at me because, though flattering to my vanity, it makes me cringe with the notion that I could’ve been their baby sitter.  
It’s just weird to think how fast time flies and how I have absolutely no perception of it’s passage except to one day realize that geez, I’m not 22 anymore.  
True Story:
Coming downstairs and seeing my baby girl standing on a chair at the counter helping Daddy cook. 
A chorus of her making sloppy stirring sounds, vrrrroooms!, and “I do it!” 
Priceless.

Objects In Motion

Tee – Gap
Skirt & Belt – F21
An outfit with no shoes because I had no plans.  No need to leave the house and therefore no need to put on shoes.  It was a day when I could sit, and stop moving.  When the only exertion required on my part was that of a leisurely walk around the pond with Baby Girl.  And for that, whatever shoes were in proximity of the door sufficed.  It was a moment when things stopped for a bit. 
True Story:
I think it’s becoming a habit, this stealing of my shoes.

Montreal Je T’aime: Part 2

Day two in Montreal was spent with a climb up Mont Royal for the view, a line up at Schwatrz’ deli for their amazing smoked meat *and I do mean ah-may-zing!* and just seeing more of this fabulous city.

Dress – Ruche
Belt & Ring – F21
Necklace – Beau and Bauble

The one thing that I wasn’t a fan of was the high humidity while we were there.  My hair just went limp and it nearly drove me to the point of cutting it all off *not really, I’m just being dramatic*  But I did have to find new and fast ways of pinning it out of the way.  Some were more successful than others.  
Oh by the way, yes I did go to the top of Mont Royal in a pretty ruffle dress and ballerina flats while everyone else was jogging and biking in full exercise gear.  Why?  Because I didn’t bring any sneakers, and because I like a pretty ruffle dress and don’t see why a gravel path means I can’t wear one. 

A Touch Harsher And Louder

Top – H&M
Skirt – Moon Collection
Shoes – Payless
Earrings & Sunnies – F21
Necklace – gift from Poland
I’m in one of those moods today.   You know the one.  Life is a bit surreal.  Problems seem abundant and much more difficult to deal with than they probably are. Sounds are a touch harsher and louder.  The lights are just off and not quite right.  It’s one of those days in which it is best to retreat into a bubble of your own making, surrounded by your favorite shows, a cup of tea and whatever else gives you comfort.  
I’m going to do just that, when I get the time.  Right now, I’m on single mother duty because of another one of Andrew’s business trips and will indulge those fantasies just as soon as Baby Girl is asleep.  For now, the hope of my favorite show and a cup of tea will have to carry me through whatever the day has in store. 
I know tomorrow will be fresh and I’m sure I’ll come up with another crazy idea that will have me giddy with glee.  
And that’s something to get excited about. 

Quote of Today:
“Are you saying…..oh no, you’re saying ‘truck.’  That could be embarrassing in public.”

A Malady Of The Soul That Plagues Me

Dress – Pink Martini
Brooch – bought in Vesuvius
Sunnies – F21
Shoes – Payless

Sometimes I really don’t know what to do with myself.  I’m mentally wandering aimlessly.  I know where I want to be, I’ve no idea how to get there mind you, and I’m also really scared that I won’t ever get there. So really maybe I’m just paralyzed by a little fear and the realization that right now, I have very little control over my fate.  Not trying to sound ominous here.  I’m not dying, or have any serious ailment or disease.  This is more a malady of the soul.  Sometimes I just wish I knew the right answers, and could make the right doors open for me.  But really all I can do is hope, and keep trying.  That’s the hard part.  And I’m pretty sure, that’s the part that has me paralyzed because that’s all I can do, you know? I’m a go-getter, a doer, and when there’s nothing that I can really do on a particular path it’s torture for me. 
Thanks for listening.  I appreciate the shoulder of support.
p.s. If you haven’t seen it yet, you can check out my MarcAngelo Foods commercial here.

When I Become A Buxom Woman

Blazer – UO
Top – H&M
Skirt &Necklace – Ruche
Shoes – Payless
Oh dear Lordy Lord! What one God’s green earth happened to my hair this day?? *yes, I did suddenly become a wonderfully buxom southern woman* For some reason it went from soft beach curls to limp rag in one fell swoop.  This is what happens when your husband has not idea of what good women’s hair is supposed to be.  That’s right, I’m blaming this one on you!  But the skirt was twirly, that kind of makes up for it right?  
*crickets*
Right?
*crickets*
Riiiight? 
Quote of Today:
“Threaten in the future.  Future threats are good.”
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