Fashion Feelings: Boots or pants?

I love multitasking.  And by “multitasking”, I mean, doing things while watching tv because I clearly love watching tv.  I’m watching it right now as I type this.  So if I begin typing names of characters on The Office, you’ll know that I’m not having a seizure, I’m just “multitasking”.  See?  Totally doing two things at once, making the most of my time.  I wish I had something I could drink through a straw so I could do three things at once…must work on this.

I know that as a woman, I should be a boss at multitasking.  And in some ways, I am.  Like, I can think about everything that I need to accomplish in the next 43 minutes while refilling water cups, picking up dirty laundry, and most likely drinking coffee.  Also, I’m super good at worrying about 57 things at once.  Does that count as multitasking??  Dang it.  Here’s what I’m NOT good at.  Writing while the tv is on.  (doing that now.  obviously, not well.  the tv is winning.)  Counting while people are talking to me.

Oh I’m sorry, did I say counting while people are talking to me?  I meant COUNTING, PERIOD.  Yesterday I ran into a friend I haven’t seen in a while, during the exact moment when I was trying to pay for my thrift store haul.  You can imagine how that went down.  I asked the poor cashier about four times what my total was again, and oh, wait, did you say “SEVENTY THREE CENTS?” one more time…I already forgot what you literally just said…  So yeah, in a lot of ways I kind of fail at multitasking.

One thing I really do well though, is wear all my stuff at once.  I like to refer to this as “multitasking”.  Put on all the things I like at once, wear them proudly, and when people ask “who are you supposed to be?” I say “a girl who likes clothes and doesn’t play favorites with everything in her closet.”

You know what else is fun?  That these boots kind of double as pants.  Now I’d never wear them AS pants, but you catch my drift right?  Yeah.  Why not have my clothing multitask too!?

I’m going to get back to doing all the things while napping with my eyes open now.  Must. Have. Coffee.

Good luck multitasking today.  It’s not recommended without caffeine.  😉

Katy

*boots are One Teaspoon, kimono is Wildfox, shorts are Levis, tank is Target!

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

It’s Friday!  Oh wait…I have kids…so what does this all mean?  Whether you are Netflixing, mom-ing, or working for the weekend, we could all use a few fun things to start off our weekend right.  I’ll try to roundup some interesting and happy thoughts for ya 😉

Juicy Couture, How I’ve Missed You (get outta my closet and onto my body)

You’re either gonna love me or hate me for my closeted Juicy love.  I got all my old Juicy’s in a box (and I may buy them at thrift stores when I see them…) and I’ve just been ITCHING to bust them out again.  Thanks to this popsugar article I feel like I’m not alone.  Also, regardless of how you feel about the iconic tracksuits, if you haven’t read the book by the creators of Juicy, “The Glitter Plan“, please do so.  It’s one of my favorite books ever and fashion lovers out there will enjoy the heck outta that book.

Target Makes More Clothes That Don’t Look Like They’re From Target

I mean, they just get better and better.  And while I obviously prefer to buy handmade or from a small company or individual, the reality is we all gonna buy stuff from Target now and then.

Like THESE pants, which I clearly *need*.

And THESE booties, because like, are you for reals that these are from Target??

New Netflix Shows About Fashion.  Yes, Please.

I have no knowledge of the book this is based on, full disclosure.  However, anytime there’s a new show about fashion or the fashion industry, I will watch it! Plus, I want that outfit.  Obvi.  Until this comes out, I’ll be checking out Versailles on Netflix, since I’m having withdrawls after finishing The Crown.

Major Shoutout To The Savior of My Kid’s Lunches

My kids aren’t allowed to bring any kind of peanut or nut butter into their classroom, and when your kids are so picky like my kids are…this can be a majorly stressful restriction!  Thank my lucky stars, I got them hooked on Sunbutter as well as peanut butter.

I put it on their crackers, I make sunbutter balls with honey and oats and chocolate chips…just beware that you must INFORM the teacher that your child has sunbutter, otherwise you may get a phone call halfway through the day (speaking from personal experience!).

Who’s Grammy Performance Will Bring The House Down?

My money’s on Gaga, because I’ve never seen her do anything halfway and after that Super Bowl flying off the stage stunt I think she’s the sure fire winner of “most amazing and riveting performance”.  See for yourself who’s gonna rock the house this weekend.

HAPPY WEEKENDING!
Katy

Fashion Feelings: Tough and Tender

I like to pretend I’m tough.  I like to dress up in rocker tees, big jewelry, get tattoos, and load on the black eyeliner.  Because that makes me look and feel tough, and when the pedal really hits the medal, I am not really all that tough.  I can’t watch tv shows where people die.  Unless, of course, they are coming back as a vampire or werewolf.  Because that’s just cool.  I’ve never been good at confrontation.  In fact, when I’ve had to do those kinds of things in the past, I typically can’t breathe while I’m saying what has to be said and then I just dissolve into tears afterwards.  No, I would say when it comes to being tough or tender, I am firmly in the “tender” camp.

I volunteered at the thrift store that supports my kids’ school today, because first of all, that means I get to shop while doing it (bonus) and also I need to log in some hours to support their school.  I’m happy to do it.  I may have bought a few things in the process, we cannot be certain 😉  When I came in and put on my “Volunteer” name tag, the manager oriented me to the store (even though she knows I know the store pretty darn well!) and she said, “just don’t be rude to people”.  I laughed and told her that I wasn’t sure I knew how to be rude to people and she kind of cocked her head and looked at me…saying: “yeah…I can’t really imagine you being rude at all…”  She then went on to say that it was easy for her to be not so nice to people.  Have you noticed that people are usually one or the other?  Tough OR tender?  I’ve met a few people who are both, but they’re more rare than the either/or people.  Like me.

Whatever we are, we usually have to work on the opposite.  I have to work on being tough.  Constantly.  With my kids, with my business, heck, even when I order food and they get it wrong.  I am so NOT into confrontation that I would most definitely chose the path of least resistance when it comes to the potential for hurting people’s feelings.  But since that is no way to live and is obviously a super ineffective parenting method, I have to work on the opposite.  However, I have known lots of people who are like, ready to GO all the time.  You know, the ones who get excited when they hear that there might be a problem and they’re ready to defend anyone, anywhere, over anything.  They have to work on being tender.  It’s like…if they could see more from the other person’s perspective and if I could maybe pay attention to my OWN perspective for once…we could meet in the middle and be tough AND tender.  The sweet spot.

It’s hard and often painful to do things that are out of our nature.  I mean, the times I’ve had to confront people for work or something, I have waited until it was ABSOLUTELY necessary to do so.  I ran through what I had to do, I had people help me come up with what needed to be said.  And yet, in the moment, I felt like I was dragging my nails across a chalkboard or trying to breathe under water (actually kind of literally on that last one!).  I can imagine, for a person who finds confrontation quite easy, it might feel the same NOT jumping up and dealing with what’s bugging them, and instead listening and letting something go.  I’ve experienced this over and over again, and yet it always seems to apply no matter what’s going on in my life:  the path of least resistance is not always the best place to be.  I don’t go looking for confrontation or difficulty (I think we’ve established that already!) but I also don’t automatically assume that when things are hard or don’t feel natural, that I’m in the wrong place.  Because if that were the case, I would literally NEVER do anything new, ever.

I found these Blank NYC faux leather bells on Poshmark for a great deal, and I had to have them.  I mean, they’re like so Grease meets hippie vibes.  And I really loved the idea of wearing a kind of lumberjack vintage flannel with them.  Super tough!  One of the most special things about this outfit though, is my necklace.  It belonged to the most tough and tender woman I have ever known and I am beyond honored to own something of hers.  Myself and a lot of other people lost her recently and she reminds me still to love people relentlessly but to never back down, ever.  And now, I gotta figure out how to breathe under water… 🙂

Happy Wednesday…hope you’re being tough when you need to be and tender when it counts!
Katy

Fashion Feelings: On Taking Breaks

So…it’s been much MUCH longer than I intended since I posted last.  I think I tend to fall firmly into that good old “overly ambitious” crowd who often loads way too much onto their plate (both literally and figuratively, I stopped eating at self serve restaurants for this reason).  Yes.  Here I am, like more than a month since I last posted.  And what on EARTH have I been doing with all my time?  Hahahaha WHAT TIME????

My kids started preschool, like overnight.  We had planned on waiting till fall and starting one in Kindergarten and one in preschool, but in order to get into the amazing school we wanted, we had to jump on the last two available spots mid year.  And thank goodness we did, because turns out my kids are SO READY and p.s., so am I!  However, this meant potty training.  Oh my GOSH you guys.  If there was ever something that I’d rate as THE LEAST FUN THING EVER, it would be potty training.  It was straight up everyone screaming at each other, crying, no one dealing with anything well (except my husband who was the rock star who actually got them to use the toilet) for about a week…and really more like two weeks if I’m honest.

On top of all that I’ve had my first ever pop ups for Velvet California which is SO EXCITING and also SO STRESSFUL.  I’ve been working my butt off on new stuff and trying to get it all done on a deadline and now my three year old is dumping banana peels on me, because, well, this is my life.  Ok. Now the banana peels have been properly disposed of, I’m back.  The bathroom still smells like peanut butter barf since my son ate a lot of peanut butter and then drank a lot of bath water and promptly vomited all over the bathroom.  I cleaned it up thoroughly, and yet…the aroma lingers in the air.  My daughter had a coughing fit in the middle of the night and then barfed on me, after which she told me that I smelled “disgusting and yucky.”  So yes, the answer to “what have I been doing with all that time?” is: cleaning up barf, forcing children to use the toilet, and drinking a lot of coffee to motivate me to not just lie around and watch tv the second they go to sleep.  For those of you who do NOT have kids, I apologize because now you probably never will.

And now, for something completely different!  I only choose to promote brands or stores if they are someone/something I really love.  And I really love this girl.  A little while ago, Katy (yes, she’s my name twin!) from @thevintagearah sent me a pair of earrings I said I loved.  She didn’t ask me to write about her or anything, she was just sweet enough to gift these beauties to me, so I wanted to promote her…because she’s just cool.  She’s a fellow mom, she has two boys aged 7 and 10, and she was born and raised in Texas, y’all.  Her love of fashion began when her mom would take her to the fabric store and let her pick out patterns for her own clothes.  My mom made me clothes and I also kind of hated to go to the fabric store as a child…so I can relate with this story!  However, she and I both loved the same part of this experience…looking through the pattern books!  It’s really the most fun spot in the fabric store to me!  After spending her teen years thrifting her fashion, she went from opening an Etsy store to doing flea markets to having her own storefront location.  Her goal is to offer “modern fashion style contained in vintage items.” She hopes that people will be inspired by what they find in her store to create a unique, modern and individual style.  I think she’s winning 🙂

Ahhhh…it’s good to be back.  And to be honest, I can’t think of a better way to kick off blogging for the new year than by talking a little bit about someone ELSE other than myself!

When I saw these earrings, I instantly knew what I was going to pair them with.  They have a definite “1970s Palm Springs Loungewear” kind of vibe to them, so I thought it would be fun to pair them with a lime sherbet shade.  I also loved the idea of adding vintage cowboy boots to relax the look a little.  This dress is actually more of a robe/dressing gown, so I loved the idea of having this sort of retro glam look!

Thanks Katy, for giving me the kick in the butt I needed to start blogging again!

Happy FEBRUARY!
Katy

Trending: Rudolph

Remember those crazy campy cartoons that seem to appear magically every Christmas with that super obnoxious ringing every time Rudolph’s nose lights up?  My kids have begun watching them regularly this December.  Now, I know a lot of people grew up on these, no matter when you were born.  I actually never saw them until I was an adult, at which point my reaction was “what the heck ARE these things??”  Yes, if you didn’t watch them as a child, they’re a little…er…different.  However, I love that my kids are watching them because it’s giving me a second chance to get to know them in a childlike way!  And my kids really like them!

My kids love this one super hilarious one called “Rudolph and Frosty’s Christmas in July”.  You guys, there are snakes that fly in it.  It’s just that amazing.  They’ve been watching it while I’m cleaning the house or cooking dinner, and I catch glimpses of it while I’m utilizing my “the kids are distracted” time wisely.  Besides the flying snakes which are really hard to miss, there’s one thing I’ve noticed about it.  They wear the BEST CLOTHES.  I know, this sounds funny but let me prove it to you.

My Top Picks For Best Dressed:

Winterbolt

The dude’s name is WINTERBOLT.  Does it get more awesome than that?  Check out that robe he’s got on…is that NOT magical?  I would SO wear that.  Gorgeous.  He may be the bad guy, but he’s got some epic style going on.

Lilly Loraine

How much do you love that western outfit she’s wearing?  It’s PERFECT!  It’s so 70’s and so classic cowgirl.  I love her hat and bandana and her FRINGE VEST!!!!  She’s got my vote.

Milton

I have a thing for suits and two piece outfits, and I love his white with the red stripe uniform.  It’s like a 1970’s doorman.  Not to mention is awesome hat and boots.  Thumbs up Milton.

Random Guy

Full disclosure:  when my kids are watching movies I often don’t really get to “watch” with them and I only catch bits and pieces, so I don’t know who this dude with the lace up and fur vest is, only that I want to wear his outfit.  Because if he’s not #onpoint then I don’t know what is.

Sure, sure.  It’s a little weird to pull fashion inspiration from an old campy kids cartoon movie.  Or is it… 🙂

Happy Tuesday!
Katy

Fashion Feelings: Tiny Annoying Setbacks

Seriously you guys, my life is like one perpetual diet.  And I’m not referring to the fact that I eat healthy.  No, no, that is something I do because I like to do it.  I eat salads instead of fries and acai bowls instead of ice cream because I actually feel better when I do.  What I’m referring to is the calorie counting and the not splurging on even healthy treats.  That’s what I’m talking about.  Yes, it’s called #momlife and the fact that I just don’t get to get as much sleep as I’d like, I tend to run out of energy from changing multiple diapers, cleaning up toys, and loading and unloading kids into car seats…and for all of these things, my body wants MORE FOOD.  So you want to know what happens?  I get into a routine.  I have a great week where I’ve worked out every day, my calories have been #onpoint, and I’m just #killingit.  (sorry for all the hashtags, it’s hard to stop once you start). And then…one of the kids gives me a mild tummy bug, a cold, or wakes up in the middle of the night and BOOM.  Routine destroyed.  #fail.  (#sorrynotsorry omg how do I turn it off??)

It drives me crazy.  I get frustrated because my typical iron clad low carb routine dissolves into me having to eat toast because my stomach is messed up, not working out because I have middle-of-the-night-toddler-freak-out exhaustion, or just overall eating more than I should because I don’t have the time to pay attention to my calorie count.  Or I’m just tired and hungry.  So I eat a little extra. Sure, sure, I need to give myself grace.  I know, I’m crazy hard on myself often when it comes to this stuff, so let’s try to focus on the point I’m making and not that I’m just plain crazy.  Crazy hard on myself or crazy…it’s all about the same thing!

My kids are young.  And it’s so fun to have young kids.  They’re so freaking cute.  But this often causes small “setbacks” in my routine.  It forces me to be okay with some weeks being “bad diet” weeks.  Even though I try my darnedest…sometimes I just need an acai bowl on a day I didn’t work out.  (I know you’re like “Oh my GOSH Katy you’re SO CRAZY!” #sarcasm)  But this is kind of the truth about being a mom at times.  You have to let go of the things you once held dear.  Your precious schedule.

Even though it is hard, and my feelings of frustration are valid, I think it’s kind of good for me at times to just do my best to be okay with who I am right now.  Yes, I will keep working on that dang last ten pounds until I can kick them (and I WILL kick them), but it’s good for me to learn to accept who I am at the moment.  I’m a mom.  I have more of a “mom body” than I used to, and some of that will always remain, weight lost or not.  I have stretch marks.  And sometimes, I won’t be able to stick to my routine.  That needs to be okay with me, because life is about more than just being hyper disciplined, as good as discipline is.

I’m thankful for clothes like this, because you know what?  They always look good.  I don’t have to be having a “thin day” to wear them and feel great about myself.  This cocoon wrap is from Aavintedge, and her mom (@modmelrose) is just about the coolest seamstress EVER.  My gosh, I want so much more of her stuff.  Scratch that.  I basically want everything she makes.  She uses vintage fabrics and makes the best stuff out of them.  And then there’s stretch velvet bell bottoms.  Go get yourself a custom pair, why don’t ya?  Because everyone needs more velvet in their lives 😉

Eat a donut for me will ya?
Katy

Fashion Feelings: I Want To Go On Vacation

Yeah, don’t we all.  But I’m a mom.  And I really haven’t been a mom for all that long, I mean, my son only just turned four and I honestly have no clue how to go on vacation with children.  I mean…I get that it’s supposed to look different and all.  It’s not like kids know how to lay by the pool and chill and all, but still…like, how do you relax AT ALL with toddlers around?  Lately I’ve practically been chewing on my hair and desperately trying to bribe them to watch tv just so I can make dinner.  So vacation?  (hysterical laughter at the thought of this idea).

I get it.  It’s not a season in my life that involves a lot of downtime.  With starting a clothing line, which I’m super excited about (but is like having another child only without the massive weight gain and sugar cravings) and having two toddlers…there’s just no room in life for anything longer than an episode of Quantico.  And there it is.  It’s not time for a vacation.  But oh do I miss those glorious days.  The days when I had a chance to rest, get actual sleep, and read more than one book in two months.  Sigh.

I have come to the conclusion that in life, being honest with myself is really important.  Especially when it comes to my feelings.  And it’s really hard to be honest with yourself when you are a mom.  Every feeling seems “wrong” or maybe condemning in a way it really shouldn’t be.  Is it wrong that I want a break sometimes and miss having downtime?  No.  That doesn’t mean that I don’t feel that way though.  Plus, I know the minute I get it, I’ll probably miss my kids anyway, and they don’t make a pill for crazy last time I checked.  Or maybe they do…

I may not get a vacation right at this minute, but I will at some point in the future.  Hopefully nearer rather than farther future.  It may not be the same as it was before kids, and that may make me sad in some ways, but that’s okay.  I bet there will be new fun things that are different than before that will make up for the things I lost.  Because I’ve learned that all change involves a loss of some sort.  Even if it’s good change, sometimes I find myself mourning the loss of things I didn’t even know I liked or felt like I needed.  And I know this is all stuff I’ve talked about before, but it just felt relevant for the moment…so here I go again.  There are times in life where you feel like you’re working your tail off and could just use a break…and to be completely honest, it’s exhausting.  It’s exciting and tiring all at the same time.  And no one passes out medals for feeding your kids a healthy breakfast and cleaning up all the food they chucked on the floor!

It’s funny how often I find myself not being honest with…myself.  I try to stuff my feelings…because my kids are only young once right?  I should enjoy every minute, right?  Um, the minute my daughter bit her brother twice in the Costco shopping cart I wasn’t really enjoying motherhood.  I need to be real with myself.  There are SO MANY amazing, fun, hilarious, and awesome moments with my kids.  I love having toddlers.  And there are moments when I feel like I want to hide in the closet with wine, a box of something I don’t let myself eat, and an iPad, and stay there for, oh, a week.  And that’s just me telling myself the truth.  I will enjoy every minute, and the minutes I’m not enjoying, I’ll remind myself that I’m a PERSON, not just a MOM, and that it’s normal to not like cleaning up barf or having someone scream at you to pick up a toy when you haven’t eaten in three hours or taken a shower.  Because, duh, that’s just not nice and these little people can act like dictators sometimes!

Just because I can’t go on vacation right now doesn’t mean I can’t wear a vintage Hawaiian dress and pretend right?  I love the sleeves on this dress…they give you that “I believe I can fly” kind of feeling…and loafers.  Because, well, comfort and style are always a win!

Happy Wednesday all you beautiful people.  If you have kids, hope they’re treating you well.  If you have dogs, well, I know they are treating you well.  If you have cats, I’ll remind you that you signed up for that type of hostile behavior to begin with.  (guys, I love cats, but they’re just like that.)

Katy

 

Fashion Feelings: Capes, and (not) Being Supermom

There’s always someone out there with an opinion on whether women can “have it all”.  I’m not here to give my opinion on this idea, however, it was what inspired me to write this, so it has to bear some sort of weight in this post.  I think it’s hard to even give an answer to that plaguing question “can I have it all?” because it’s so highly dependent on what “all” means to you.  I think some women define having it “all” as working and having kids.  Other women would feel slighted by this, and would say that’s not “having it all”, but rather staying home with their children is “all”.  So I’m not going to answer this because there just is no hard and fast answer.  But I think all of us out there with kids are still trying to be supermom, and yes, we are all probably “failing” in our own minds to have it all…whatever that means to us.

I never intended on staying home full time with my children.  That being said, I’m very thankful that I got the chance to do this.  I loved my job and I know that having small amounts of time to focus on other things (other than my children) makes me a better mom.  But given the circumstances of our life at the time that I had my second baby, it would have been a drain on our family and it would have been more hurtful than helpful for us.  So I stayed home, and tried to be supermom.  But that cape is a heavy mantle for me.

For me, I am one of those people who thrives with a job, with a creative passion, and with other creative people around me.  I’m a nerd who loves meetings, organization, and colored tabs in my binders.  Motherhood comes with no binders, and if it did, my kids would promptly smear them with chocolate and destroy them with crayons.  I am not a person that thrives in the chaos of a messy home.  I constantly remind myself that kids need to be messy and that letting go of always having things clean will help me enjoy life more.  But this is a struggle for me.  I wouldn’t trade the time I have at home with my kids for any job, period.  It is priceless.  But that doesn’t mean that it’s not hard.  I often feel stir crazy, crazy exhausted, and just plain crazy.  I am not a great crafting mom, Pinterest mom, or creative mom.  I’m working hard on these things, but it doesn’t come naturally to me.  Speaking in front of people comes naturally to me, but helping my kids with a puzzle pulls muscles in my brain.  It’s funny how natural it is just just love and adore your children…and somehow you think that once you give birth it will also be perfectly natural to know how to make a Disney princess cake from scratch on their birthdays.  For me that is not so.

I am not supermom.  I see a lot of supermoms on Instagram, but I’m going to bet that by their own volition they are most definitely NOT supermoms.  Some days I have to remind myself that I can’t even be a semi decent mom if I don’t take some time away to breathe and do something for myself…let alone be supermom.  There are certain things I think I’m not bad at when it comes to mom-ing.  I cook a lot, I love talking to my kids and reading them stories, singing to them, and shopping with them (big surprise there) and I will be an EXCELLENT Disneyland ride buddy mom.  But crafting?  Getting messy and doing things that I can tell will require extensive vacuuming later?  Playing board games and puzzles?  Not easy for me.  I’ll get there.  But supermom I am not.  I can still wear a cape though, that’s allowed, right?

Capes are making a comeback and if you want to know more about their fashion history, check out this Vogue.com article with some really cool photos.  I got this velvet cape because it is perfect for semi-cool weather (which is something we have a lot over here) and I’ll most likely be wearing it most with jeans or shorts.  Velvet is one of those fabrics that can go SUPER fancy, so pairing it with denim is always an easy way to daytime-it-up.

After all my extensive hair-pulling-out, self shaming, and unashamed comparison on social media, I can only conclude one thing.  Supermom does not exist.  It is a myth that we keep alive in our brains, primarily to torture ourselves.  Kind of like the tooth fairy where we’d actually go to great lengths to TRY and lose teeth (so gross) just to make a couple of bucks.  And in light of this, I will SAY I will stop tormenting myself with images of perfect family photos and event quality birthday parties, but the truth is, I most likely still will.  I am human after all and it comes with the “mom territory” to automatically feel like a failure when things don’t look picturesque.  And with toddlers, most things are covered in crayon scribbles and not in like a cute Instagramable way.

And now, back to the toddler arguments.  And those things are endless.  Happy Friday
Katy

Trending: Friday Five Roundup

Is it Friday again?  Dang.  Some weeks just fly by don’t they?  Well, here we go, at it again with a roundup of some stuff I think (hope) will be fun and kick off your weekend with a bang!

Lady Gaga’s New Album came out.  You KNEW I was gonna include that right?

This is probably her most artistic album to date.  With elements from her previous albums mixed in with some old western sounds, 80’s pop, and even some Simon and Garfunkel vibes…this whole album is like walking through an art gallery.  You may not understand or love every single painting in the gallery, but it tells a story and you can see the massive amount of talent expressed through it.  This song…this song is so good, it’s almost spiritual.  It’s my favorite of the bunch.

A new miniseries with Reese Witherspoon and Nicole Kidman?  Whaaaaa???

Dang, what a cast right?  This show, coming next year to HBO looks right up my alley.  I loved Desperate Housewives and y’all know how I feel about Pretty Little Liars (secrets and lies just makes for good tv, don’t they?) so I’m keeping my fingers crossed that this one is fantastic.  The cast sure is!

This comprehensive list of all the pumpkin related items at Whole Foods just became my new grocery list. 

And as if that’s not enough, there’s one for Trader Joe’s too!!  Oh gosh.  I love Whole Foods and Trader Joe’s so much I don’t know what I’d do without them!  Probably buy less impulse groceries, that’s for sure…

Okay.  Moms, you need to watch this video.  You’ll laugh, you’ll cry, and you’ll probably download Chatbooks.  Regardless, it’ll make your day.

Yep.  I laughed OUT LOUD at multiple parts of this because FREE TIME?  Ahhhh the last time I had “free time” where I actually had energy to DO anything was in 2012.  Gah.

Countdown to the new Gilmore Girls is ON…

And we get a sneak peek with a few photos they released from filming!  I don’t know about you, but I cannot WAIT!

Hope your weekend is pumpkiny fun all around!
Katy