Live, Love, & Celebrate Who You Are
If social media (specifically Instagram) and I had a relationship status it’d fall under ‘It’s complicated’. In the beginning, as with most new relationships – we were all about each other. I was intent on engaging with others which helped me rack up followers, connect with like-minded people, and slowly gain the coveted title of
They say every pregnancy is different. And “they” couldn’t be more right. At least as it pertains to me and my 2nd pregnancy. I’m officially at the halfway point – 20 weeks baby! And it’s slightly mind boggling how different it’s all been. (side note: we find out the gender this week! Be sure to
I used to be that girl who totally let herself get caught up in the spectacle of new year resolutions. I was all about dreaming, scheming and planning out all the BIG things I was going to accomplish in the upcoming year. Things were going to be different, I’d say to myself, I was going
Hello friends, family, and random bots that are scrubbing this page for info. Long time no see. Like long, long, loooooong time. My last post was quite literally a YEAR ago. Yikes. To say I went through some things in 2018, would be putting it lightly. I was trying to figure out this whole mom
Contrary to how it may appear on the blog I don’t have an ever rotating collection of clothing. Outfits aren’t worn only once and then forgotten forever. In fact, if it makes it on the blog I’ve probably worn it several times beforehand. This isn’t Instagram, it’s real life people. As such, I mix, match,
Coming back home from our month long stay in Germany I felt very overwhelmed with the state of our flat. There just seemed to be stuff everywhere and it was stressing me the eff out. DCT and I have never been collectors of stuff, we tend to only buy things we need and know we’ll
As with most trends, it took me awhile to jump on the cropped top/sweater bandwagon. I tend to favor sweaters of the long and chunky variety that help hide my belly – not put it on display. So I found cropped tops to be intimidating, as silly as it may be to be intimidated by
I’ve just returned to London from 4 weeks at my parent’s in Germany. And while I loved being away, lounging about, and spending quality time with my family… I really love being home again. Despite having to face work, unpacking, post vacay bank balances, unpacking, and other adult responsibilities {did I mention unpacking?}. I love
I used to believe that having a signature style was boring. I saw it as a way of restricting creativity and playfulness in your wardrobe. Wearing the same thing, day in and day out. Sure it may make life a bit easier knowing what you’re going to wear everyday. But where’s the fun? Where’s the
Grace. The exercise of love, kindness, mercy, and favor. If you take anything from this post, let it be the very first words you read. Grace. Grace for your baby. Grace for your partner. Grace for your family. But most importantly – grace for yourself. The 4th trimester can be a really trying time.