As much as I hold onto summer weather for dear life, I do love fall clothes. Pre-fall fashion is such a good sweet spot of the in-between moment when I’m ready to be done with boob sweat in sundresses but not quite ready for heavy coats and boots.
It’s all about layering, cozy textures, and rich, earthy tones that seem to be universally flattering.
It’s hard to believe that Amalia is already halfway through elementary school. Everyone told me these years would fly by, but I couldn’t have imagined just how fast it would all go.
One of my favorite things to look back on is how much her style has evolved since Kindergarten. She went from frilly dresses and patterned leggings to cropped sweaters, flare pants, and ripped jeans.
Last summer, I could only squeeze into one pair of shorts from my (very impressive) collection. I lived in flowy, waistless dresses and panic-bought oversized cotton pants to get by. Physically and mentally, I wasn’t in a good place. I was dealing with Epstein-Barr Virus and some pretty debilitating anxiety. In short... I was a mess.
For big birthdays in my family, my dad always gives us a trip in lieu of a physical gift and lets the recipient pick the location. For my 30th, we all went to Sicily and it was a dream come true. None of us have ever been to Portugal and it had been on my short list for years, so I chose it for my 40th!
