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Tag Archives: Fossil
I was looking though my Stylefile board on Pinterest and I was struck by how similar my outfit was one that I’d pinned ages ago:
I’d KILL for that bag, btw.
The Pixies put out a new EP recently and I’m really loving it, especially this song:
Today in I Can’t Stop Collecting Dresses News: Say hello to my other $2 find. I love its loud pattern and bronze buttons!
It was a bit big for me, so I had it taken in. And now? Perfection. The only thing that could make this dress better is pockets.
Fossil cardigan, Gap dress (Buffalo Exchange), thrifted belt, Biviel t-straps, self-made monocle necklace
I feel like Donna Reed in this dress.
Coincidentally, I just did a GRIP of laundry yesterday. But not in this dress. On my stay home days during the week, there’s no way I would be wearing this dress to do laundry and clean things. Because that’s just stupid. I stay in black sweatpants and a shapeless top (the easier to breastfeed in). I’m usually covered in drool (River’s) and possibly boogers (also River’s). Sometimes I even forget to brush my teeth. Kids, it’s not a pretty sight. Not like perfectly coiffed Donna up there.
Go on and break me off. BREAK ME OFF!
Thrifted shirt (Little Edie’s), Anthropologie dress, Fossil pumps, Thrifted gladstone bag (Ebay)
Those crazy kids. Psst. You guys. Ephraim is totally checking out Dorcas. Watch out Benjamin!
I wore this the other day:J. Crew shirt… yeah, you’ve seen it all before and will see it again. I would talk about how nice the weather’s been lately but then I’d just sound like a broken record (spring, spring, spring!). But I’m really enjoying having brown sons for a minute!
What else? A lot of playdates and A LOT of book reading. A lot of cookie eating. A lot of changes: my babies are disappearing before my very eyes, I can’t get over how Z will start kindergarten in the fall. I’m pretty nervous about it actually, so I try not to think about it too much. Mad is loving puzzles lately, and Rio is *this close* to crawling and gets frustrated when he can’t make his body do what he wants it to. After a while of dragging himself all over the place he uses his raptor shriek to let me know that he’s done doing all of the work so could I please hold him under his arms while he lurches around to his heart’s content? Thanks Mom!