smee.
My husband calls this my smee hat. I’m pretty sure that’s code for: sexy. You know every woman loves to be compared to a tubby pirate in a belly shirt because really, nothing chicer. Men. They just don’t understand fashion… Anyways,…
My husband calls this my smee hat. I’m pretty sure that’s code for: sexy. You know every woman loves to be compared to a tubby pirate in a belly shirt because really, nothing chicer. Men. They just don’t understand fashion… Anyways,…
Our weekend looked like this. Which meant the littles were in kid-heaven and subsequently spent their entire time off school building snowmen and forts in the backyard. I drank cocoa and pretended to read by the fire. Really I just…
I’m super excited today, because I’ve got a guest post from a fabulous lady. I met Jennifer over the summer, and let me tell you she is one of the sweetest, most genuinely beautiful inside and out people I’ve ever…
Some clothes just really make my heart sing, if you know what I mean. This super soft color-block baseball sweater is one of them. You know what else makes my heart sing? Ice cream Snickers bars. This has absolutely nothing…
Sometimes I have to eat crow with myself. Especially when it comes to a style or silhouette I swore I would NEVER wear. And then, I do. Like, say track pants for instance. I kind of said to myself that…