Tray / Candle / Blanket / Soap / Scarf / Perfume / Seeds / Espadrilles / Topiary / Napkins
Now that more and more of my close friends are becoming mothers, I can see and hear first hand just how insanely hard it is to raise a child. It makes me feel so bad that I never understood or appreciated this about my own incredible mother growing up.
Club Monaco trench, c/o Chico's shirt and turquoise necklace, J.Crew jeans (similar), c/o Schutz pumps
It's crazy to me how sometimes you can be feeling high on life and pretty darn good about yourself when it all comes crashing down, humbling you in a brand new way. On the other hand, it can go the opposite way as well.
Life isn't all diamonds and rosé, and it shouldn't be. Life is raw, emotional, real, and, well, life. That doesn't always come across on your favorite blogs (including this one) and it especially doesn't come across on most Instagram accounts (again, including mine). But where is this all coming from, Julia? Let me back up.
Last week I had dinner with a friend (let's call her M) who is a successful marketer and an ex-blogger.
I've shared photos of my living room with you before but I have a history of redecorating rooms at every change I get. That is not exactly in our budget, so I compromise by investing in classic pieces that I know I'll love for a long time and then changing up my throw pillows fairly often.
c/o Vineyard Vines shirt, c/o DL1961 jeans, c/o Land's End tote, c/o Tieks flats, Karen Walker sunglasses
This weekend was a godsend. I was just starting to doubt our decision to move to the suburbs when the temperature finally gave a little. My new life advice for anyone who is thinking of leaving a big city to move to the 'burbs is to wait until the spring or summer so that the first hard months of change are at least soaked in sunshine.
