Since having my little dude, running errands has become an all out event. It takes hours to get out of the house, yet I make us do it most days, just for a change of scenery.
I try to make an effort on most days. I am not the Jennifer Garner type that can run out with wet hair, baggy jeans, and running shoes. Grief.
An outfit that I wouldn't die of embarrassment if I ran into someone I know, a bit of make-up, and 5 minutes on the hair sums up the effort.
One thing I really miss is carrying a purse--it looks like I'm going out of town if I carry one plus his diaper bag. Earrings are also a rare occasion, as Addison thinks they're his to pull.
Some days I wish I had more places to go to wear the clothes that make up 75 % of my closet. Those are the impractical pieces. The, "before I moved to KC, got married and had a baby", pieces.
My friend Amber said that if times ever got rough I could sell my clothes and live off the profits.
My friend Amber lost her marbles for a second.
And yes, I look a little Sherlock Holmes with the coat on. Speaking of coats, I have quite the collection of vintage coats. I have hemmed most of them given the fact that I was not blessed with Naomi Campbell Gams. There are a few that I kept long (like this one), however I am thinking of hacking it off to the knee. Thoughts?
I would like to take a moment and offer a heart felt apology.
You see, it is not my fault, this shoe obsession.
It is in our genes.
Your great grandpa Ciaccio started it. He had it bad. Real bad. He was mad for shoes.
He passed this down to me-instilled it in me at a very young age. Your nanna tells of stories where my grandparents would take me for the day, and I would come home with a whole new shoe wardrobe. (sounds like Heaven doesn't it?).
I remember the day when I got ready for school in a hurry. I had to scramble everything together, and run to catch the bus. I stood at the bus stop, and looked down at my feet. I HAD TWO DIFFERENT SHOES ON!!!!!!! The horror!!!
I immediately started sobbing and ran home to change! There was no way on earth I could make an appearance like that! Your great grandpa would have been so proud!
So, in the event that you think I am nuts for buying every single pair of shoes I see for you, remember: shoes are practical! They are a necessity!
There are even signs all over fine establishments that read, no shirt, NO SHOES, no service!!!!
Allow me to correct myself...DAMAGE control moisturizer.
You came to me via a sample package from some dear friends.
I NEV-AH stray from the LaMer.It's a known fact.
I had a nice wine buzz going, and was feeling a bit risky (notice I didn't say risque'), and thought I was ready to cheat.
It was love at first dollop on my face! I don't know what you do, ultimate super anti-oxidant berry, and I don't care. What I do know, is that little fine line around my mouth that drives me to drink was g-o-n-e GONE!!
You sort of feel like a film over my face, and I could have bet money that you were clogging my pores. I was wrong. You are good to me little friend. And you are only 44 smackers! 44 smackers!!
Take that $220 Creme de La I love you no matter what and will still continue our steamy affair.
So, as some of you are aware, the mister and I (with the help of his amazing mother) have been quite busy transforming our home.
The next room to tackle is our bedroom.
The room I wanted to tackle first.
Jared and I made a pact that we wouldn't start that monster of a project until the new year.
Since yours truly is a major planner (and obsesser), AND with the new year being right around the corner.....I have been consumed.
The only things in the bedroom that are staying would be our bed (a king size chocolate brown leather bed), a gigantic mirror, and this really cool double decker white table that will go at the foot of the bed.
So far this is my inspiration board:
Nightstands West Elm Curtains (medallion will be in espresso) Espresso Wallpaper Avocado Bedding White Bedside Lamps
The wallpaper will only be on the wall that the bed is on....any ideas for a wall color?
The little dude and I went to Chicago to surprise his NoNo for his birthday. I put Addison on the front porch with a balloon, rang the doorbell, and hid in the bushes.
Little did I know I rang the wrong doorbell (as my brother informs me by whispering through a window), and had to run back on the porch, and ring the correct one.
My dad comes to the door ,and just stares at the baby, and says to my brother, "someone left a baby on the porch". Then he opens the door and tries to look closer at the baby....that's when I popped out, and he now realized that it wasn't his, or his son's for that matter.
What wasn't hysterical was how it basically took until the end of our visit for Addison to get used to his new surroundings, and sleep. He was a mess. I was a mess. But there were some good times in between. Like seeing him make out with my parents glass doors that over look the back yard. There he would stand, licking the glass, over and over while watching the birds.
Girls night out was fun. Delicious meal at The Publican, great thrifting, delicious home cooked meals from my mamma, a fun night at home with my girl Em where we cooked a ridiculous meal that I am still thinking about,hanging out and watching SNL with my brotha's......
The hardest part of the trip was being away from the Mister. Add and I couldn't get off that plane fast enough to see him. It was so good to see him, and be home. To top it all off, I open the car door, and there sat a bottle of wine...he knows me oh too well.
I have been avoiding doing this for quite some time now. I love getting dressed, but hate attention. After a long conversation with a good friend, I decided that these outfit posts are something that I should give a go.
I eventually would love to do more styling work than I am doing in KC, and I think this would be a fun way to showcase my obsession with putting things together.
The first outfit isn't anything grand by any means, but I like the simplicity of it.
I am not trying to be Herb Ritts (r.i.p.) with the photography, and as far as how many of these I will do, I'm not quite sure......