How cute is this new Clara Tales video? I could not stop laughing at the owl part. This short film is the first in the series, and the creators are hoping to make many more! You can see more about the project here.
Good luck!
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Winner!
Shoes: TopShop, most comfortable jersey knit skirt ever: TopShop, Top: Gap, Necklace: ASOS, Sunglasses: Target
After a little meeting yesterday, I attempted to grab some {non drive-thru} lunch with Everett in tow. I was well stocked with toys and books, putting full confidence in their ability to give me 10 minutes to eat with at least one hand.
He didn't touch one of them. Taking their place, and contending for the top spot in maximum baby entertainment was my necklace, my salad bowl, my salad, my tray {which is much easier to play with if you pull it off the table and onto the bench to be with you} and a bag of wipes. His new found interest in everything is one of the things I'm loving most right now, so I didn't mind his curious hands. I did however realize that for the most part, toys are pretty overrated. As he gets older, I might just have to buy myself a new set of pots and pans, a few wooden spoons, a set of Tupperware that's not from your Tupperware party, and call it good.
Style begins with the people passing through one’s life, the harbingers we push against and the stylemakers we want to clone. Some are famous, some not. Style grows from admiration, from longing, from discrimination—and, yes, from love. It’s all the places you’ve been to and the people and the moments you’ve known: the parts you’ve adopted, to keep forever, and transformed. We wear our history in our hearts and on our backs.
Style can seem so trivial. And it actually is trivial when put up against a lot of things. But this quote made me really want to examine why I choose to put the clothes on my back that I do. Is it for you? Is it for me? Sometimes I feel a little pressure to maintain the kind of 'fashion' blog {though I prefer to call it 'personal style', cause there's a huge difference} that drew a lot of you here. But adapting my personal style {and consequentially, what I blog about} to my maternally morphing body and lifestyle has been less organic than I thought it would be. Half the time I feel like I still have no idea what I'm doing, still experimenting, still trying to find the balance of wearing the clothes and shoes that I like yet remaining true to who I'm becoming and the lifestyle I've created for myself.
I'm still learning from the outfit pictures I post, just as much as I was when I first started blogging them. {Maybe even more so now.} And I'll continue to do so, even if it is a little less. But I'm going to strive to do so with this quote in mind and hopefully it'll help me continually reflect my history, my reality and those I admire in what I put on my back.
I may be running on less sleep with more to do now than I ever have before. {A shocking discovery for someone who was so excited to graduate college so she could get her brain back. Joke's on me.} But gosh, it feels pretty darn happy. That Everett, man.
Melvin the Machine is simply the coolest Rube Goldberg I have ever seen. {Nerd alert!} The whole point of it is to perform a simple task as inefficiently as possible. So. Basically a parody of my life.
The first Melvin is my favorite, but HEYHEYHEY {the geniuses behind Melvin} just made a new Mini Melvin that's sweet too.
I'm sitting here at the computer desk right now. The computer desk, as opposed to the other place in the house that certain people consider to be an office. There's a plate full of syrup in front of me, home to a former waffle who's obituary would read 'death by Aunt Jemima drowning'. Waffle obituaries ... I could run with that one.
I'm telling you this why? Well, maybe it's cause I consider food bragging to be the best bragging. Or maybe it's cause I have a problem with eating at the kitchen table and this is my keyboard's cry for help. Either way, now you know.
Also in strikingly unimportant items to note, there are elephants on my shirt. And I bought it because first of all ... elephants. And second because it reminded me of what happens when you silently mouth the phrase, elephant shoes {just mouthed it, didn't you}. You've got both a secret love code and the ability to psych out fellow metro passengers all in one. Word. Jackpot.
I'm telling you this why? Well, maybe it's cause I consider food bragging to be the best bragging. Or maybe it's cause I have a problem with eating at the kitchen table and this is my keyboard's cry for help. Either way, now you know.
Also in strikingly unimportant items to note, there are elephants on my shirt. And I bought it because first of all ... elephants. And second because it reminded me of what happens when you silently mouth the phrase, elephant shoes {just mouthed it, didn't you}. You've got both a secret love code and the ability to psych out fellow metro passengers all in one. Word. Jackpot.
Today, Go Chic or Go Home is giving away two $100 gift cards to any of the retailers featured in the GCOGH Shop section. This includes Madewell, Gap, ASOS, and more!
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Skirt: c/o Windsor, Top: Gap
My sweet sister Jillyan sent us a care package yesterday filled with our favorite candy, books for Everett and a giant bag of confetti. Attached to the confetti was a little note:
Because sometimes the best cure for anything is grabbing a handful of this stuff, throwing it in the air and yelling.
The girl knows what's up.
And I'll love her forever for it.
I consider my hair routine to be pretty straightforward so this is probably going to be old news to most of you, but I've gotten a few requests lately so here it is! Hopefully it's at least a little helpful for those who asked.
First start with clean, dry hair.
Then you'll need your product of course. These are the two I use almost daily {when I don't, it means my hair is on top of my head, takin' a day off from little hands} but I'm loyal to only one of them. To me, hairspray is hairspray is hairspray. Dry shampoo on the other hand {in my experience} can go really wrong or really right. I've tried several name brands out there, but I just keep coming back to Suave. It smells amazing, leaves your hair with crazy volume and texture and makes your hairstyle last for days. Also, I use the keratin version because my hair has a tendency to be frizztastic in its natural state, but the regular version is really great too.
Spray your roots with the dry shampoo.
Then rub your hands through to absorb.
Pull the top half of your hair back so that you can have easier access to the lower portion of your hair. Gather a strand and loosely wrap it around the curling iron {I use a 3/4 inch barrel}, leaving the end of the strand out of the iron.
Release the curling iron and pull on the strand to prevent too tight of a ringlet
and it'll look something like this
Continue the curling on the remaining lower portion of your hair and then finger comb it all together.
It should leave you with a soft wave
Take the remainder of your hair down and continue the curling process
When you get to the face framing pieces just put a slight bend in them, as opposed to a full curl.
Again, finger comb through the curls and lightly spray the ends with your favorite hairspray
And you're done! All together, it takes me about 10 minutes and with the use of dry shampoo, I can get it to last about three days.
Here's to happy hair!
To you, my dear mail lady who leaves my packages right at the door instead of the mailbox, with a quiet knock because you know there's a baby in here
To you, Loggins and Messina for providing spur of the moment living room slow dancing
To you, wooden blocks and crinkly books and ever squeaking Sophie for fascinating my little boy
To you, friends who make our Sundays pretty grand
To you bed, for being the best place for round roly poly bottoms to practice sitting up and tired parents to talk a little before completely crashing
To you, three little words
To you bakery. You know what you did.
To you, baby who quietly plays with your toes until I wake up
You make my world a better place, and I think you're pretty rad.
With summer right around the corner {it feels like it's already here for us!} BonLook is giving one lucky reader a pair of sunglasses! To enter, visit BonLook and pick out your favorite pair, then leave a comment below mentioning which one you'd like to win! Also, when you sign up for BonLook's newsletter here, you'll get a $10 coupon code! Good luck!
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WINNER!
Congrats lady! Send me an email! sydney.thedaybook@gmail.com
Shoes: Old Navy, Pants: F21, Top: F21, Sweater: c/o Lauren's Picks, Sunglasses: Target
When I only see my husband between the hours of 11:30pm and 6:00am and GMAT is now my own personal 4 letter word.When I can barely seem to keep my head above an ocean of projects because suddenly I have a problem with saying no.
When Everett discovers and uses his sweet little vocal cords and watching the 100th video of it keeps me laughing after he's gone to sleep
When Skyping is the best medicine
When the number of times I've gotten around to shaving my legs and washing my hair {let alone at the same time} is a really sad, pathetic little number
When "finding the balance" seems like the most obscure concept I've ever tried to grasp
When cheese for breakfast makes perfect sense
When my brain is shot to you know where by the end of the day and I mess everything up
When my little boy relaxes his head against my shoulder and it feels just like heaven
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