Re-entry is always hard; re-entry when you already miss your Dad like a limb and think your Mom’s cooking and hospitality puts the world’s top B&Bs to shame is even harder. Luckily, I have my husband and children to welcome me back to the homestead (for at least a week and half). I mean, who cares if the baby boy awakens mid-car ride from a nap to find you’ve returned from your week away and freaks out like Mothra herself {Read More}
Say It With Slacks.
March 20, 2013 By 10 Comments
It’s officially Spring! Happy Spring, everyone! Okay, fine, maybe not “weather-wise,” but in terms of whimsical, breezy fashion? SPRING. For example: Let’s begin. They are not only “slacks,” but they are LADIES’ SLACKS. These slacks require zero ironing. Which is good, because I couldn’t tell you the timesuck that ironing my slacks has become. No matter what circumstances are going down in your life, the elastic waistband of these beauties will not roll. Weeding azaleas, running from the fuzz, your {Read More}
The Evolution Of A Day’s Outfit.
March 18, 2013 By 6 Comments
Night attire, obviously. Butterfly sundress, polka dot blouse, pink stretch pants, moose socks. Midmorning play clothes (chosen by 17 month-old): A perfectly acceptable cozy outfit, plus maroon tutu, plus bandanna, plus pink Red Sox cap. Post-nap ladybug dress over striped pants, with the addition of at least one glitter flip flop. Checking themselves out in the mirror- once Zuzu chose her own ladybug dress, obvie. Ladybugs with flip flops. “We should really see if someone’s outside, we look incredible.”
Say It With Elastic Waist Jeans.
October 15, 2012 By 4 Comments
I have a new favorite advertisement. And it’s for elastic jeans. Let’s begin. As the ad so clearly states: That’s Amazing! Some of the text is mighty small, so I shall clarify. For starters, this pair of dungarees features the company’s “most comfortable 360 degree stretch waist.” That’s right, we’re not talking just a little stretch action by the zipper, no sir. You could comfortably invite a friend in there with you. (Maybe not so “comfortably” for your “friend”- but {Read More}
Boycotton. That’s Right.
November 14, 2011 By 2 Comments
Rainbow stripes are slimming. And now, a half-week update on Boycotton (a term I’ve just now thoroughly invented to define my week-long ban on sweatpants): I continue to not wear my cozies- excepting, obviously, those occasions wherein it is not only acceptable but expected; bedtime, early evening viewings of Jane Eyre, etc., etc.- and here is what I’ve found. It is difficult. Because nothing fits. Nothing. I am too small to wear my maternity pants (you so rarely hear the {Read More}
These Are My Current Events, Darnit.
September 8, 2011 By 4 Comments
THIS is what “30s With Kids” looks like.Hoodies and kitchen floors.Nary a sensible handbag. Okay, now I’m not one to dwell [overmuch, publicly] on things, but… Seriously. The ending of the seventh Harry Potter movie (Part 2, if you will, of The Deathly Hallows). And I swear that this is not a spoiler. Not unless you like wardrobe choice to be a tightly held secret. (Like a royal wedding!) Yeah, yeah, Voldemort (we can say his name now, yes?) and Snape and {Read More}
This goes way beyond Mommy Fashion.
April 21, 2011 By 1 Comment
Fashion. During our commute this morning, I handed a book back to Nora and saw that it had been in publication for 25 years. I laughed and said that was crazy, since that was how old I was. Then I paused, realizing that I was indeed that age…plus five years and ten months. Which makes me painfully close to 31. I mentioned to Peej that I still felt like I was in my mid-twenties, and if I had to check a {Read More}
A kiss for luck and we’re on our way…
February 21, 2011 By 4 Comments
Crazy kids. First off, a big ol’ smoochy Thank You to everyone who bloggily voted. As clichéd as it sounds, I was stoked to be a top five nominee…and surrounded by stellar loved ones/fans/readers with top notch internet service. Results next Sunday night! Meetcha by the Twitter feed. I’ve got anniversaries on the brain as of late. This past Friday was the 37th wedding anniversary for my folks Deb and Dave- or, more commonly, Mim and Pop. (I actually coined both {Read More}
