Alright you guys. I can’t even tell you how excited I am to write this post. I have found the needle in the haystack here!!! Lots of my readers write to me about clothes and fashion. As a former stylist and a lifetime fashionista, this should be an easy topic for me. Let me tell you, it has been a struggle. After having my second daughter, I could not get my mom swag back. My husband, actually begged me to buy clothes. He took me to one of the best malls in America and insisted I spend money. Are you freakin’ kidding me? I came out with like one pair of shoes and a makeup pallet. Ironically, that is the day my sweet friend hooked me up with my fashion soul mate.
This is not a surprise outfit in a box. I don’t like surprises. This is not a monthly commitment, I don’t like that either. Allume is an actual person, who acts as your personal stylist. This is not a bunch of junk emails. This is an actual human being, who says “hey, when can we chat?” I filled out a brief survey about my lifestyle, and what I prefer to pay for what I wear. This survey is different than other “styling companies” because it lets you break down your look. For example; ya’ll know I drop money on shoes and bags, but refuse to pay more than $20 for a top. That’s just me, I wear an Old Navy shirt and carry a Louis Vuitton bag. Everyone is different and that’s why I love Allume.
A day later I get a text from a woman named Meghan, saying she will be my stylist. She asked me some simple questions and sent me some photos, asking how I felt about the images. I gave Meghan a quick rundown about my day to day life. I told her I like blazers and ballet flats and animal print is considered a neutral for me. I wear a ton of black, I’m a stay at home mom and a writer. We went over a few more looks and the next day she nailed it. These are the first set of looks she sent me.
Before I became a mother none of these phrases would have come out of my mouth. Well, maybe like one or two but definitely not one a regular basis. Now I say this shit every day, usually multiple times a day. Sometimes when I hear myself I think “what the fuck happened to my life?” I’m sure you moms and dads out there can relate. Here are my weirdest:
I know I’m not everyone’s cup of tea. I’m fine with that because I drink coffee anyway. I laugh too loud. I don’t understand boundaries, and I can be rather vulgar. With all that said, I believe everyone serves their purpose in this life.
In my opinion, one of the biggest struggles during pregnancy is what to wear. I personally HATED maternity clothes. Just because I’m knocked up doesn’t mean I want to wear ugly floral prints. I want to wear the same things I normally would. So, here’s the deal. Skip the mall. Those stores are expensive and they totally take advantage of how small every store’s maternity section is. I didn’t learn any of this stuff until I was almost through my second pregnancy, but here’s the deal.
Accessories- Now is the time to up your accessory game. The right accessories can totally transform your look. Play up your accessories, and keep your wardrobe basic. Also, your accessories will serve you long after your maternity jeans are in the trash.
Leggings- Good leggings will serve you well my friend. Cheap leggings will bust at the seam and look worn quickly. A couple pair of black quality leggings will carry you through.
Could someone please tell me what is going on this year? My children are sick way more than they are healthy. It’s like the cold, cough, flu thing is never going to leave my house. I literally Lysol until almost rendered unconscious. What’s the point? Why don’t we just re-name “pre-school”, breeding ground for every mild disease known to man-kind?
EVERY damn day it’s a new e-mail from the school nurse. Sometimes they come in multiple times a day. So basically, even when my kids are not sick, I’m paranoid by the next looming virus. Paranoia no more my friends. My nightmare has become reality.
ARTWORK – Yes, I love it. Of course, I see exactly what it is. It’s wonderful, I’ll keep it forever. You are an amazing artist!
Truth is, with the exception of the uterus painting below, I’m usually very confused by my kid’s artwork. Yes, I love it, but like 50 paintings or color pages a week is too many too keep. I’m throwing most of it away once you go to sleep baby.
I’ve been working on de-cluttering and organizing my life for the past few months. All the while singing the praise of my magical book. If you have had contact with me in the past 6 weeks or so, you’re probably sick to death of hearing about it. I don’t even care, I’m going to keep talking about it. The book has changed my life. Get the book!
I defiantly want to talk to you guys about my journey and how this book has changed my life. First, I want to show you results. This whole concept seemed so unrealistic to me, I actually became physically ill when asked to remove every last thing from my closet. The KonMari method starts with clothing. Probably because it is the least sentimental for most. Not me! My closet is my soul. Dressing myself, dressing others, it’s a part of who I am. The clothes that I keep just because they were gifts from buyers or designers. I earned them for doing my job well, just like a paycheck on a hanger baby. The picture is simple, it’s me on the floor of my walk in. An empty bottle of chardonnay in one hand, a vintage Vera Wang in the other. OK, it obvious I have real issues, but let’s move on to the before pictures.
My closet on any given day.