Trending: Friday Five Roundup

Well here we are again, it’s Friday!  And a top o’ the afternoon to ya!  Hope you’re not getting pinched and finding your bucket o’ gold and all that green goodness!  Enjoy your corned beef and cabbage and get ready for some fun news for your weekend!

Shamrock Shakes CAN Be Healthy

In honor of the greenest of all days and the fact that typically green foods are GOOD for you, HERE is a fabulous option for a festive dessert that won’t add needless chemicals or sugar to your life.  Because why not feel good about desserts??

New Target Collections…Because I Always Gotta Look

I saw on the Today Show today that Victoria Beckham is doing a line for Target, so naturally I was curious about it.  To be honest, I’m not like crazy excited about anything I see, but there is a lot of super cute stuff so it’s worth a look!  HERE is a complete slideshow so you can see for yourself if there’s something you just gotta have from the new collection.

You MUST Watch This Genius New Comedy On NBC

You guys.  I’m SUCH a sucker for a new show, and comedies are just the most fun.  I watched the first two episodes of Trial and Error on NBC and oh my gosh.  Best new show.  Not only do I love John Lithgow in everything I’ve seen him in (Winston Churchill, anyone?), but the entire cast and premise of this show is just sheer genius.  Watch it…you just gotta.

The Jeans…No One Needs

Say…WHAAAAA???  Yeah…I’m kind of baffled by these, er, interesting creations.  But, if you MUST have them, HERE’S a link for you.  At least your knees will be waterproof right?  That’s something!

Make Sure Your Shows Made The Cut

Come on NBC PLEASE renew Timeless for me!!!!  Check HERE to see what’s made the cut for this fall so far!!!

Hope your shows made the list!  Happy St. Patrick’s Day!
Katy

Mom-parison…Is Real

Mom-parison.  It’s a very real thing.  You understand when I say “mom-parison” I mean comparing ourselves as mothers to other mothers, NOT comparing our mothers to other moms right?  Just had to be clear on that…in case it wasn’t clear enough…

I still feel like a “new mom” in many ways.  Mainly because I have two children who are so close together that it’s like having twins…so basically everything I do with them, we do all at once.  Potty training was no fun.  But we did it all together, and it was my first time doing such a thing.  I’ve had kids now for four years, which in mom years (are those like dog years?  I’m suspicious of this possibility) is a long time, but in ACTUAL years, doesn’t feel like that long.  Whenever I embark on a new mom-venture, I am basically googling everything to find out how the H#** you are supposed to get kids to pee in the potty, use the pedals on a tricycle, or put their own pants on.  Because how am I supposed to know?  This is my first time doing all this too!  So starting preschool has been an adventure so far.  It’s my new mom-venture.  And I don’t know what I’m doing.

Mom-parison starts early.  From the day you give birth as a matter of fact.  Let’s just get one thing straight: when you push a HUMAN out of your crotch, you should be getting mad props and the size and length of said human really shouldn’t matter.  But somehow, it does.  This is your first clue that you will be judged freely for EVERY TINY ASPECT OF PARENTING from here on out.  Just watch what happens…a woman tells everyone that her baby was six pounds and everyone just says “awwww how sweet…” and the woman next to her tells the audience that her baby was ten and a half pounds and the crowd goes WILD!!  People will applaud her and tell her how boss she is and give her all the glory…because the human she pushed out was a few pounds larger than the other woman’s child.  What the…yes, it starts here.  Then there’s the “how long did you breastfeed?” competitions, the “how long does your baby sleep?” and so on, and so forth.  And now, after all this…comes school.  The time when you REALLY start comparing yourself.

Here’s how it goes down for me on school mornings.  I rip myself outta bed as late as I can, because, tired.  I hurriedly pack everything (inevitably forgetting something, like the kid’s art projects they were supposed to share with the class or their snack, which I have to then buy at school when we arrive) and then beg and plead with the kids to only bring ONE stuffed animal and not 17, like they have requested.  We race to school, cursing any light traffic we might hit, and then thankfully make it to the parking lot.  I park in the most remote parking space I can possibly find so that no one sees my car.  In a world of Range Rovers, I am…hiding from the general public trying to trick everyone into thinking my Rover is in the shop…and has been for a while now.  I nervously check around to make sure no one sees me, and thereby associates me with my car (once I parked next to a Maserati in the drop off zone and that was SUPER nerve wracking to say the least) and then we head to school.  I mentally pat myself on the back for the fact that while my car may be, uh, embarrassing, my outfit looks like I’m going to Coachella so that’s pretty tight if you ask me.  Then we get to the classroom.  I scan the room and realize that there are kids with really cute outfits on.  My daughter is usually covered in paint and food when I pick her up from school, not to mention she will SCREAM at me if I even attempt to put anything on her that’s not leggings and a t shirt…so cute outfit dressing is not an option.  Mom strike two.  The next thing I notice is that most of the kids have written their own names on their art work, while mine are all written by the teacher.  And sure, it all looks like hieroglyphics and is virtually unreadable, but still.  THEY KNOW HOW TO WRITE THEIR NAMES WHY DON’T MY KIDS KNOW HOW TO DO THAT??  Yikes.  Mom strike three.  Inevitably throughout the day there will be a meeting or moment with the other moms where I feel like they are speaking Chinese and I have NO idea what is going on…apparently I missed the email I was supposed to read or I missed on of the books I was supposed to buy or I don’t know if the words they are using are acronyms or ? and then I have to remind myself that I did graduate college with honors in an English speaking country and I’m not a complete idiot.  And yet, I feel like one somehow…because everyone is nodding and agreeing and I look like a deer in the headlights.  Then someone will ask if anyone has any questions and I resist the urge to put my hand up and stupidly say “uhhh what?” with my mouth hanging open.  Because, uh, I want them to like me at least a little.  Maybe I should just say “oh but look at my super cool boots!” instead of asking questions.  Divert their attention to the one thing I nailed that morning…not a bad idea…

I’m typically at mom strike seven by the end of the day because, well, there are two of them and one of me and sometimes I get tired and there’s just not enough coffee to help with my mom brain.  And because I don’t play sports, there’s no limit on strikes and that’s a darn good thing because some days I need a lot of them.  Still want that Range Rover though…


Yes, I realize we SHOULDN’T ever compare ourselves to other people.  But…yeah, that’s just a normal reaction to being around other humans!  The answer to this I’ve found is to try my best to focus on the things I’m good at and to celebrate the great and amazing things that happened throughout the day…that way I don’t get bogged down in car shame.  The other answer is to know other cool moms who are real and help you by being themselves.  This amazing top came from Amber Moon, which is run by a super cool mom who is also a super sweet and encouraging woman.  Women like her remind me that it’s okay to be human, to be normal, and that I am great at some things (Pinterest crafts is NOT one of them) and that I should celebrate those things!  The pants are Nightcap and the shoes are ix style which is a super cool company as well as super comfy sandals.

And now, to get my kids to finish their veggies.  Because I’m gonna win this one…
Katy

 

Trending: Friday Five Roundup

Ahhhh yes.  Little did I know last Friday when I wrote this post that the reason I felt so dang crummy was that I had the STOMACH FLU.  Yikes.  After a week of domino barfing (meaning the family went down like dominoes, NOT barfing up dominoes) I’m ready for some fun and funny.  So here ya go, without further adieu.

I Can Relate…

When your husband works at home and you have two toddlers…the level of stress on mom can go up in a hot second.  Dude.  Watch this poor mom DESPERATELY trying to wrangle her kids on live television (poor woman probably thought they were safely watching a show on the couch or something) and laugh.  Because it’s amazing.

Nothing Like A New Funny Show

Adam Pally has ALWAYS been a standout to me, especially on Happy Endings (remember that outstanding cast??) and thank goodness he’s back!  I watched the first episode of this show and it’s the perfect mix of camp and fun.  Duffel bag time machine?  Check.  Adam Pally pretending that he wrote a song for his girlfriend (who lives in the past) and then belting out “My Heart Will Go On”?  Check.  The return of Leighton Meester?  Check.  It’s a winner.

Spring Coffee Cups!  Hooray!

I mean come on.  We all get SO excited over the Starbucks holiday cups at Christmas time…why on EARTH have they not thought to do this sooner??  I mean, I’m going to go get some coffee JUST so I can have this cup!  Oh, and because I want some coffee too.  So there’s that…

The Next Outfit I Want To Copy

Alexa Chung is ALWAYS copy worthy.  But this outfit?  On a whole other level.  I want to wear it RIGHT NOW.

No Bake Healthy Brownies #WINNING

You guys know I’m all about dem healthy treats and these no bake brownies look INSANE.  This girl’s whole blog is full of recipes that look so freaking good.

Ahhhhh well I’m ready for the weekend.  Thanks y’all.

Katy

 

Fashion Feelings: Coming Back To Life

I’ve been mentally writing this blog post for a long time now.  I’m hoping it’s fully formed and will come out the way I have had it in my mind.  You know when you have an idea, but it’s just really hard to put into words?  That’s this post.  And I have been waiting till I could adequately find the words to really express what it is I’m thinking.  And I have A LOT of words, so I know it must be complex if it’s taking me more than five minutes!

Of course, I have to talk about television.  Because I’m a sucker for a good story, I love things that are about more than reality, and I find a lot of comparisons to my life in stories.  So here goes.  I’m going to use an example from a television show that many of you will laugh at me for watching, but that’s okay, I’m confident enough to not be a closeted teen tv lover 😉  I love the show Teen Wolf.  The costuming and acting are cheesy as all get out, but the story is like the most fun thing ever, and that’s all I really care about.  And here’s this one story line that really stuck with me.  In one of the seasons, some of the teens were disappearing, and appeared to be “dead” when they were found.  The long and short of it is, the teens were kidnapped, had been “altered” or made into supernatural beings, buried, then emerged a few days later with a newfound ability.  Now, in this story line, they were turned into instruments for evil, or that was the attempt.  But something about this story line really caught me and has been sitting in my brain ever since.

Here’s why.  I went through a few years of kind of “death” you could say.  I lost a lot, some of what I lost was…myself.  It was a difficult time, and it felt like I was underground.  It felt like I had lost everything and I didn’t know who I was.  And then one day,  I began to reemerge again.  As I go on with my life, I have discovered that this is not actually an uncommon situation.  Many more people than I ever thought have gone through some type of “death” in their lives, where something unexpected happened, and the course of their existence took a detour.  I have been surprised to see how many people can relate to this feeling, no matter the details surrounding their difficulties, the result is always the same.  One “life” ends, and then another begins.  What ACTUALLY differs from person to person, is what happens NEXT.

Back to Teen Wolf.  I love this plot (regardless of the fact that it was actually kind of intended as a negative story line, I love the concept).  You know why I love it?  These people “died” and when they came back to life, they had something NEW inside them.  Something GREATER than what they had before.  Wow.  Here’s the problem though.  Often after these devastating things occur in our lives, we come back to life, but at “half power”.  Because disappointment is so strong a deterrent, it can keep us from being aware of our newfound “power”.  We may not have x-ray vision or invisibility cloaking after suffering a great setback.  But make not mistake, we DO have a newfound power.  And I mean that.  What is it, you may ask?  It’s a few things.  It’s the power of conquering disappointment and moving forward and THRIVING in the face of let down.  There’s a level of courage and boldness that comes from realizing that you are not “conquerable” after you LIVE again.  It’s also the fact that new creativity and ideas are often born out of pain, need, and the fact that you are less afraid of people than ever before.  Plus, there’s nothing like getting a new lease on life to motivate you to try something you’ve always dreamt of before.

The thing is, as much as I run into more and more people who have gone through this kind of situation, there are many who are not able to see their new ability.  They are still emotionally living underground, accepting their “death” instead of accepting their new LIFE.  It’s a hard thing to embrace.  I know.  It’s often easier to just partially stay underground instead of risking “failing” again.  But if you don’t try again, you most definitely cannot succeed.  And this time, well this time you’ve got something you didn’t have before.  A new super power.

Okay, so my “superpower” may have always been dressing weird.  But I have new things inside me that I didn’t realize were there before I went through what I went through.  And less fear with which to tackle them.  No matter what you’ve been through, I bet you’ve got so much more to do, give, and create…who cares what your age or stage of life is.  You’ve got more, I guarantee it.

Track pants, ruffly blouse, and vest…weird combo I know.  But somehow, it’s all very Manrepeller, and by nature that makes me LOVE IT!

Katy

 

Trending: Friday Five Roundup

You know, after some weeks you really just NEED some fun, right?  Some things to make you smile, laugh, and just lighten your heart just in time for a fun weekend!  And that’s this week for me.  I’m ready for some fluffy lighthearted FUN (calorie and guilt free of course!)

My Love For Coldplay Runs Deep

When these guys release a new song, I listen to it about, oh, one hundred times.  My love for Coldplay is pretty much unsurpassed and this song with the Chainsmokers just makes me SO HAPPY.  Plus, the video is just sweet and fun to watch too!

Healthy…GUMMY BEARS?  Say WHAAAAA???

Being called the “Halo Top of gummy bears” (and if you haven’t tried Halo Top, go buy yourself a pint of birthday cake, and then wonder at the sorcery at work there), these “sweets” are only 2 grams of sugar.  WHAT?  Rest assured, I will be hunting these down at my local stores ASAP.

Speaking of Healthy Treats…

I don’t really eat traditional sweets.  I’m a health nut but I obviously love me some chocolate.  These brownies are TRULY amazing.  I’ve made them multiple times with different variations and they are fudgy and SO FREAKING GOOD.

Gucci Give Inspiration.  Always.

I can’t stop loving Gucci.  Plus, even though it comes at a high price tag, the inspiration is quite thrift store shopping worthy.  Love love love these outfits, how crazy and fun they are, and I will be attempting to bring these into the runways of my life asap.

Need a Laugh?  You Might Wet Yourself With This One.

Especially if you have kids, you MUST LOOK AT THESE!  Seriously.  Crying laughing.

Happy Friday all!
Katy

Fashion Feelings: Sometimes You Just Gotta Dream A Little

These days, seems like there’s just so much emphasis put on stuff that doesn’t really matter.  I hear people say often “I’m too old to start _____” or “to wear ______”.  I hear women talk about their shortcomings or what’s popular or not popular and these things often take such a heavy handed place in our lives.  But sometimes I think about it this way…if all that stuff was lifted off of us (which I know isn’t always real life, I get that, but dream with me for a minute here)…how would we feel?  Like…would you buy rollerblades and skate around town simply because you LOVE to rollerblade and it makes you happy, forgetting all about how rollerblading isn’t really “cool” anymore?  (Dang it I miss rollerblades…)  Or would you consider starting a business on the side or selling your art at a farmer’s market or heck, would you just wear more leopard print even if you feel “too old” for it?  No matter what is “realistic”,  I think it might be helpful for us to think like this more often than not.

To be quite honest when I am very realistic, this clothing line is not practical for me to be doing right now.  We could really use the money that’s going into it for…lots of things.  Cars, appliances, you name it.  It would be more “practical” for me to consider other things instead of investing in a dream.  However, I don’t believe that doing the practical thing is always the best choice.  Because all outside opinions, spreadsheets, and plans aside, sometimes it’s those “crazy whims that we shouldn’t be doing” that end up changing our lives and the lives of those of us around us.  We weren’t built for small mundane lives.  We were built for greatness.  We need to express ourselves artistically, think outside the box, and live life to it’s fullest potential to really really LIVE.  It’s not always easy.  Because sometimes what is practical is most comfortable for us mentally and emotionally.  It feels good to be rational sometimes.  But it’s not always good for us in all situations.

Obviously there are times when you absolutely have to do the practical thing.  There needs to be a balance between the dreams and the day to day grind.  But I find that often I feel like the majority of people are just keeping their heads down and not playing “let’s pretend I could do anything, what would it be?” as much as they should be.  Because sometimes it’s in those moments where a dream is born and you suddenly realize that maybe, just maybe, it doesn’t matter what anyone thinks and that this may be something that you should really go for.  Sometimes, that just means you should just wear what you want, regardless of…everything (except for your work dress code, because obviously that’s a different story!)

Dressing fun is just the best isn’t it?  This whole outfit is vintage, which makes it fun.  Some of it’s what you’d call #ontrend and some of it is just my own amalgamation of styles I love.  No matter what, I think the most important thing when it comes to how you dress, is that it feels like YOU.  Who cares if it goes with rollerblades or not?  (I so badly want rollerblades now, can you tell??)

Happy Wednesday
Katy

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Starting a Clothing Line: Chapter One

Chapter One…THE FIRST PIECE

Let’s start at the beginning, which is a very good place to start!  I decided that I’d start blogging about this process, since it’s what I’m firmly entrenched in (that and toddler raising, which I most definitely chronicle as well as you know!) and also since I’m guessing that some of you reading might actually be interested in the whole “backside” of fashion per say.  You can read about the inspiration behind the line here, if you haven’t been following my ramblings this whole time OR you just have a life and don’t read every word I write!

Okay, so the beginning.  Keep in mind, this is my journey, and other people doing this probably have other experiences and may go about things differently.  I am by NO means an expert, and I’m constantly learning as I’m going!  After I got my “vision” you could say, that’s when things got real, know what I mean?  I’d been talking about this for so long, but it wasn’t until I actually began visualizing some pieces and knew exactly what I wanted to start with that I realized that I needed to do this and it was no longer just a vague potential idea floating in the nether regions of my brain.  Now you guys, I cannot draw.  No, no, I don’t want to hear “Oh I’m SURE you can draw, don’t be so hard on yourself!”  No.  Thank you for your kind words that I just completely put in your mouth, but I cannot draw.  When I “draw” my husband laughs at me and asks in a not so nice way (but I forgive him since he’s a very very nice person) “and what is THAT supposed to be?”  (I don’t play pictionary often as you could imagine).  I also don’t sew.  And when I do “sew”, it’s so ugly and makeshift that I would never DREAM of selling said weird item.  ALL THIS to be said, I knew I needed some help to get these visions out of my brain and onto my body.

Thank goodness I started talking to a few people I trusted about this venture, and one of them introduced me to a local pattern maker.  Yes, these magical people exist and they are just about as amazing as that one dude with the long beard who weaves straw into gold in that one fairy tale.  I have since learned that this is an actual profession and you can find them all over!  She listened to my vision, and helped me understand what it is exactly I was undertaking.  In our communications prior to our first meeting, she instructed me to bring in an article or two of clothing that I could show her to demonstrate what it is I wanted her to make.  I brought in a few kimonos (because that’s what I was starting with) and showed her what I liked about them and what I didn’t like.  She answered my questions about fabric, which are numerous.  I thought I was bringing her a lightweight cotton fabric, she informed me that it was actually rayon (yes, I can read a tag, but silly me I thought I knew what it was by feel alone!) and basically helped direct me in how to choose a fabric and all that.  Phew.  She knows A LOT of stuff.

Once I found an acceptable fabric (that was rough, but my next post will undoubtably be about this topic because I talk about fabric like 70 percent of the time it seems like), I brought her the amount she needed and in a couple of weeks, it was done!  I don’t know if I can describe to you what it felt like to see that completed kimono for the first time.  It truly is a strange and wonderful sensation to see and touch something for the first time that you up to this point have only imagined.  It’s incredible.  I tried it on, and we talked about the completed piece, and there were no tweaks needed, otherwise that would have been the next step.  I had my very first piece, and the pattern to go with it.

She sent me to a local woman who has a small sewing studio with a number of women who produce pieces for various size orders.  I chose to go this route because I so much want to support my community as well as the fact that I got to go see the first completed kimono that she sewed and make a “quality inspection” of sorts.  They came out beautifully.  Twenty four completed kimonos that are all mine.  I had embroidered labels made as well as care tags, and since it was a simple piece, I didn’t have to worry about any other details like hardware or elastic.

Here is the second kimono (made with the same pattern as the first).  This is actually the one I had envisioned all along because I wanted to print a design on the back…but because the printing brought up a whole new set of issues (more on that when we discuss tees), I went with a simpler concept for the first run.  The jeans and necklace were custom made (I envisioned a whole outfit around this kimono of course!) by my good friend @township31 who makes the most insane stuff by hand.

More to come soon on this journey!!  Happy Monday!
Katy

 

Fashion Feelings: Quitting and Unquitting

At this point, you probably know that I recently started a clothing line from scratch.  (I’m starting a new blog series on this process in fact!)  And whenever I tell people this, they always exclaim about how fun that it must be to do so.  And it is!!  There are so many rewarding moments.  The dreaming up clothing items and then getting to wear them and seeing them on other people…yes, that part is so crazy fun.  The problem is, that the parts in between those fun parts are tedious.  They get discouraging.  And basically, I “quit” once a day, on the regular.

I’m not a quitter.  I don’t quit things unless I really really feel like I need to.  But that doesn’t mean that I don’t “quit” emotionally and mentally sometimes on a task.  You know…the “gah! I give up!” moments where you just kind of have to take a break and give yourself a chance (and maybe a pep talk or two) to breathe, rest, and realize that the process isn’t alway fun, but the reward is worth it.  Yes, everyday around 3 p.m. (right about now actually, which is why I’m having an iced coffee and writing this post) I get discouraged and “quit”.  I get stressed about the business-y details.  I worry about everything from A to Z and that makes me wonder whether I should even be doing this at all!  And then, I think of all of you.

You know what’s amazing about being “known” and having a lot of people around you who both support you and are aware of what you’re doing?  It makes it A LOT harder to quit for reals.  If you are isolated, quitting your healthy eating plan, your new plan to save more money, or your resolutions to _______ (fill in that blank with whatever you want) is easy as pie.  Like, go ahead and eat that whole dang pie, no one’s watching.  However, tell everyone you are going to workout regularly, start a business, or take a few classes online and suddenly…it ain’t so easy to do.  That’s a darn good thing too.  I’m not kidding you.  Sometimes when I get discouraged, one of your lovely faces from my Instagram feed pops into my head and I remember something you said about one of the pieces I created.  Or about my creativity.  Or just the fact that you said you were behind me in this.  Yeah…that’s when I “un-quit” and get off my butt.  Support is everything.

This slip is one of my hand dyed and patched Velvet California pieces and it’s only fitting that I pair it with this uber soft sweater from Amber Moon, on online clothing shop.  I had the privilege of meeting Stacy, the owner of the shop, and gosh she is a sweetheart.  I love LOVE meeting other women who are determined to make their mark by starting things and by encouraging other women who are doing the same.  She has great taste and decided that she wants to carry a few select pieces in her online shop.  So encouraging, you guys.

Nothing like having people stand beside you and help you out through the rough patches, even if they don’t even know they’re doing it!

It may be 3 pm, but it ain’t quitting time.
Katy

Trending: Friday Five Roundup

It’s Friday, it’s dumping down rain, but I’ve got my coffee and there’s a giant pot of chicken broth simmering on the stove, so it’s all good!  Plus, now I’m bringing to you five things that will hopefully inspire and delight you for your weekend.  No bad news here, only the fun!

The Best Homemade Face Wipes…I’ve GOT To Try

I’m totally in love with Popsugar for their DIYs and fitness videos, as I’ve said before.  And also, since I converted to washing my face with coconut oil, I’ve become a total believer in natural beauty.   THIS recipe looks AMAZING and so so easy.  FYI, frankincense can be a bit pricy to buy, but it is really amazing stuff.  If you don’t have it, you could totally make this without it or sub in a different essential oil depending on your skin type or specific needs.

Manrepeller Rocks NYFW AS USUAL

I gotta be honest.  Looking at Leandre’s outfits that she wore to fashion week is more fun for me than looking at the photos from actual fashion week.  I will be saving this slideshow and pulling MUCH inspiration from the Jedi master of dressing.  Look for yourself, and be inspired.

The Royals Got Renewed For Season 4

HALLELUJAH!  The drama will continue on for a fourth season!  Basically a soap opera set in the palace with Elizabeth Hurley leading the pack (does that NOT sound amazing?), this show keeps me entertained when I need a mom time out.  It’s just the most fun.

Trader Joe’s Wine Shopping Just Got Easier

If you’re like me, you don’t typically leave TJ’s without at least one bottle of wine. But you know how it is, the kids are yelling, you’re trying to decide which one to buy, and your average spending on a bottle is like, $12.  Thanks to this post by Refinery29, we now have a good list of dependable options to study up on (and some are $4.99!) so that next time we go, we can buy with confidence!

Nachos For The Low Carb Types (me)

When you’re like me, the word “nachos” produces two things in you: a profuse stream of drool down your chin and an intense fear of not fitting into your jeans. Yes, I am a low carb type who usually subs things like riced cauliflower for actual rice, zoodles for noodles, and lettuce for a hamburger bun.  So this whole idea of mini bell peppers instead of chips is fairly inspired in my opinion!  Plus, Skinnytaste is such a reliable source for recipes…I’ve never made one I didn’t like.

I hope your Friday is FANTASTIC!
Katy

Fashion Feelings: Waiting for Spring

Sometimes in California, it seems that we barely get winter.  We often head straight from summer into indian summer…and then we get like a few days of “cooler weather”, and we are right back where we started in warm temperatures.  I’d say it’s been like that for the past few years here on the Central Coast.  We all buy sweaters and jackets and there are a few bold enough to attempt a pea coat or trench coat (usually the attempts are in vain) and then we stare at our closets, dripping sweat, and wonder why on earth we thought it was a good idea to buy cashmere. You know the story, we got caught up watching Gossip Girl reruns and  had visions of tights and scarves, then came crashing back to reality that you can’t dress like that when it’s 75 outside.  That’s the norm I’d say around here.

However, that is not the case this year.  On the contrary,  we are actually getting our winter.  My rain boots have been worn more in the past few months than they have over the entire time I’ve owned them.  No exaggeration.  Sure, we’ve had a few glorious days that feel like spring, but they are bookended with rain, and LOTS to it.  There’s dams breaking and flooding and mud sliding…all the things that you typically DON’T associate with California…where literally six months ago people were STANDING IN the bone dry lake taking Instagram photos.   And after all that waiting for rain and wondering if we’d ever have a winter again, how do you think it makes us feel?  Yeah.  For the most part, we are all just waiting for spring.

I’m not going to use this post to complain about the weather, no, I’m really talking about the seasons more as a metaphor than anything else.  Because, OBVIOUSLY the rain won’t last forever, and it’s not even all that bad compared to other parts of the world.  What I’m talking about is waiting for newness.  Most of the time, I feel like I am surrounded by people who are waiting for a change to happen.  You can hear it in their conversations as you pass by, you can sense it in them…that urgency to move past something, be it school or a temporary job, to get to where they are going.  Sure, that’s kind of part of life.  A lot of life is spent in waiting rooms, boring classes, jobs we aren’t excited about, grocery store lines…that’s normal.  I’m not really talking about THAT kind of waiting.  I’m talking about the WAITING.  You know, that deep-down-in-your-soul waiting that you can’t talk about without either getting so fired up that you can’t stop thinking about it OR you completely dissolve into tears because you “just can’t” anymore?  THAT kind of waiting.  It’s the kind where you desperately want to get pregnant and have been waiting for what feels like your whole life to be a mom.  It’s the kind where you just KNOW that there’s a job or a purpose for you outside of working at a dead end job filled with busy work you could not care less about.  THAT kind of waiting.  Waiting for spring to come.

I must confess that I have had this kind of waiting in me my whole life.  It’s very painful to even admit that sometimes, because it means I’m still doing it.  It started when I was a child (because I grew up with parents who were “waiting” and unfortunately they passed their torch to me at a very young age in that area).  I was more of a grown up child, who wished and hoped to solve everything for my parents at an age when I should have been more concerned with what the hot new toy was rather than my dad’s income comparative to the home prices in our town.  So even as a child, I was waiting for something that was not my responsibility to wait for.  That sucks.  Because now as an adult, instead of waiting for a “normal” amount of adult years, it’s mostly feels like I came out of the womb with a burden, not only to change things for myself, but to fix it for everyone around me.  And trust me, I’m not the only one suffering from this kind of waiting here.

So what do you do with this kind of waiting?  To be honest, on days like today, I feel like it is actually going to crush me.  What then?  Do you just put on your winter parka and decide that winter will last forever?  Do you just hunker down and accept it?  No.  You put on your spring clothes.  It may be freezing (so maybe don’t LITERALLY do that if you’re in a snowy climate, okay?) and it may feel VERY VERY WRONG.  People may stare at you.  They may even ask you why you’re dressed for spring when it’s CLEARLY still winter outside.  And you tell them: “because spring is right around the corner, and I want to be ready for it when it comes”.  Do you get what I’m saying?  Emotionally, we need to “dress” for spring time.  Because the winter won’t last forever.  Seasons change, and believe me, I know people who are living in spring time and they are still bundled up for the deep freeze.  They’re scared to change their emotional attitudes because they believe it’s still winter time.

On a lighter note, I am quite guilty of dressing for the season I WANT it to be, rather than the one I am currently in.  I think it’s partly just my creative nature, and partly the fact that most of the time if someone tells me something is impossible I tend to take that as a challenge.  Dressing for the wrong season is my forte, quite literally.  Days like today, I humbly admit that I’ve been in my parka all day long even though the weather has been beautiful.  I have gotten it all wrong and it’s time to put on my cropped floral pants and say screw that, I’m dressing for spring!

Who’s with me?
Katy

Pants: Vintage, similar HERE (and on clearance!)
Top: Old Urban Outfitters, similar HERE
C
ombat Boots: Jeffrey Campbell, similar HERE (and a screaming deal too!)
Earrings: H&M in store, black version HERE