Snow has started melting, as the rains have begun to pound. Though the temperatures still swing in violent tantrums along the scales, there is the general feeling of warmth in the air. As if believing it is enough to will it into existence. In the meantime, I retreat to the comfort of an old tv show or book, and a cup of tea.
Maybe one day soon, I will be able to put my Winter boots into their annual slumber.
The sun in Winter is rarely seen. But when it is, it’s a joy and myself and Drake the Dog relish it’s presence in the kitchen. But not everyone does so.
One sunny morning as the rays hit our kitchen floor, Baby Girl got upset. Her blocks were in the sun and she wanted them. She tried to convince me to get them. When I said no, she begged. And when I told her she could go get them herself she walked off in a huff.
Moments later she came back, with sunglasses planted on her face. Walked with determination to get her blocks, and then walked right up to me with a ‘See-What-You-Made-Me-Do’ look in her eyes and said, “Sun hurts my eyes.”
Yup, she’s a vampire.
I’m sleeping with garlic.
She’s also a drama queen.
He did suggest a more blunt initial layer, and I like it. It’s a nice subtle change to my staple look. Though I think it’s too bangy *too much like growing out bangs* for me to keep it long term. Probably gonna grow it out and stick to less blunt layers. Sorry Jon, I am pretty boring when it comes to my cut. But I’m having fun playing with it right now.
With the two films I’m shooting this month I needed to get my hair camera ready. Can’t look too shaggy onscreen right?
It was a great day of shaping things up. Got some maintenance done, including a manicure, and this haircut. It made me feel like a new woman. It’s good to pamper yourself a bit sometimes.
Gotta remember that.
*linking up with I Love My Post, Fab Favorites, and Passion For Fashion*
When I took these pictures I had already been biking for two hours, so pardon the wrinkled shorts. What’s worse is that since it’s so hot and humid, the entire backside of my shorts was soaked with sweat. Gross, I know. Sorry. That’s why you aren’t seeing any pics of this top from behind. But the tank has this cool crochet back and that kept my back nice and airy. So bonus for bikers!
As I entered the house, my mom looked at me and said, “Cool! Where did you get that top?” Usually when she says that it means she wants one. So yeah, my mom might be sporting this top ’round the neighborhood soon.
And that means that at some point we will be wearing the same thing at the same time. *Don’t worry I’ll take a picture of that if it happens!* What I wish I could convey to you in photos is how detailed and intricate this top is. It’s one of those pieces that you happen upon once in a while and then treasure for years to come.
Pretty much most of the Ever+Mi Crush selection is kind of like this. Uh-oh. But yay!
p.s. a few days left to enter my pretty rad giveaway.
*linking up with Style Sessions*
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.



















































