Worn|| Such a Slacker

My quest for more simple things to wear that aren’t leggings led me to The Dream Factory, aka, the thrift store. It really is the place where sartorial dreams come true. I have $100 Antrhopologie Dress that I bought for $7 and $10 sequin JCrew skirt to prove it.

Anyway, the goal of this specific trip was to find pants specifically slacks. Since I wanted them to have a baggier fit while still being tailored, I hit up the men’s department. I especially love shopping for pants in the men’s section because the fashion industry allows men to have an assortment of lengths for their pants and I don’t have to worry about getting them hemmed. I snagged these Hagar Collection men’s trousers for $5. I paired it with another thrift favorite, the vintage Ms. Pacman shirt that I bought at Goodwill for a whopping $1.50 on a half-off tag day.

Because no outfit lately feels complete without a pair of kicks, I’m wearing my Stan Smith Adidas. I used to spend my free time searching for and most of my paychecks buying a pair of killer high heels. I currently have five pairs of sneakers on my wish list. Life is weird like that.

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Booked and Busy

In the last few years, I’ve reignited my love of reading. Like most people, I’ve been tracking the books I’ve read and the books I want to read (TBR) via Goodreads and Storygraph. And as much as I love being able to have the information ready, I’ve been longing to track things in an analog way. This year I decided to keep a book journal.

I’m kind of impressed that I’ve been able to keep it for three months. More than that, I actually enjoy it!

So far, it’s just been basic stats, short reviews, and lists of books I’d like to read but I love having a place where I can put all of my bookish thoughts.

Join me on Goodreads and Storygraph

Worn|| Tulle the Point

If you had told me five years ago, I would be having another crisis of personal style because my days would be spent in comfy clothes that hide baby puke, I wouldn’t have believed you, yet, here we are.

When our daughter told us she was pregnant, I happily volunteered to watch our grandson during the day when she went back to work. I’m over the moon that I get to spend so much quality time with him. But just when I pulled myself out of a style rut that comes with being a stay-at-home to a young kiddo, my days are now spent taking care of the cutest 5-month-old ever. And that means comfortable and spit-up resistant. It also means that I relish the chance to dress up a little whenever possible.

Saturday we were lucky enough to help a friend celebrate his 5oth birthday. Is pink tulle kind of over the top? Absolutely. Did I wear it anyway? Also, absolutely.

I tried to tone it down by adding a puffer vest and sneakers. I like the way it turned out.

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Generation Inspiration

I’ve had a pair of vegan leather- pleather for all the GenXers in the crowd- on my Pinterest board for a few years. I’ve had them in various online shopping carts for months. For whatever reason, I couldn’t click buy. Maybe it was the thrifting gods whispering “we got you” in my ear. But, a few months ago I went thrifting with my daughter, and there they were. The perfect size, exactly what I was looking for, and only 7.99.

I will confess that most days I wear a uniform that consists of leggings and a sweater. If I’m feeling fancy, I swap out the leggings for a pair of jeans. I’m trying to force myself out of this rut. What’s the point in buying things I love if I never wear them?

First, I styled them in the way I would most likely wear them- blouse, trench, and heels. Classic and appropriate for most occasions, although I would probably swap out the stilettos for something with a chunky heel if I was headed out for the day with my 8-year-old.

Then I got some fit inspo from the Tik Tok generation. This time I paired them with a chunky sweater, a hat, and my Air Force 1s. I gotta say the kids are alright because I really like this!

Just like that...2023

2022 was difficult for many people. I was lucky because most of my struggles last year were of my own making. And while I didn’t accomplish many of the things, I set out to do, I ended the year surrounded by the love of friends and my family and I don’t think it gets much better than that.

When I reflected on the year and thought about the word I wanted to choose as my foundation for 2023, as often the case, I kept returning to one that seemed obvious.

em·brace

/əmˈbrās/

to take or clasp in the arms; press to the bosom; hug.

to take or receive gladly or eagerly; accept willingly:to embrace an idea.

to avail oneself of:to embrace an opportunity.

to adopt (a profession, a religion, etc.):to embrace Buddhism.

to take in with the eye or the mind.

to encircle; surround; enclose:a secret garden embraced by wild shrubs.

to include or contain:An encyclopedia embraces a great number of subjects.

My goal for 2023 is to embrace my skills and talents. I want to lean in to the things I know I’m capable of doing. I want to embrace the community of friends and family, both figuratively and literally, around me as I’ve come to terms with the idea that the people in my life are there because they want to be. There is no reluctant obligation to do so. I don’t want to come to terms with getting old. I want to embrace it fully. Marveling at all of the amazing things this next stage of my life has to offer.

Here’s to 2023 and embracing the most authentic version of myself!

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Spring Has Sprung || Tablescape

Despite snow in late April, in Ohio, I was feeling wildly optimistic that Mother Nature would do us a solid and finally give us the spring weather we deserve, so I decided to update my dining room tablescape.

I’m embarrassed to admit that it was still decked out in Christmas.

If you’ve followed me for a while you know that my love of fresh flowers runs deep. However, it’s not always possible to keep my table dressed in fresh-cut flowers. So, I ventured to the Dollar Store to see what I could find. I was mildly surprised by the quality of their silk flowers.

I bought a new gingham tablecloth and dishes but everything else is stuff I’ve collected over the years. I’m so happy with the way everything turned out!

Take a look to see I managed to pull the entire look together for less than $50.

March Reading Wrap Up|| Bookshelf



March was a fairly good reading month for me. I didn’t read a ton of books but I really enjoyed everything I ended up reading!

I’ve started adding more independent and self-published authors to my TBR pile. In March I read three books by two indie authors, a romance by Tasha L. Harrison and two books in a cozy mystery series by Mairi Chong.

In Her Closet by Tasha L. Harrison, was the only 3-star read of the month. It’s a very spicy romance about a sex blogger, Yves Santiago, struggling to let go of some pretty heavy baggage from a previous relationship while attempting to write a book based on her blog. It was a quick read and overall, I was satisfied with it. However, the story felt a little bit dated with good reason. It was published in 2010.

I read the first two books, Death by Appointment and Murder & Malpractice, in the Dr. Moreland Mystery series by Mairi Chong. Dr. Moreland is a Scottish GP recently released from a mental health facility. She settles back into her practice and solves two murders while dealing with her hospitalization’s consequences on her professional reputation. I gave both of the books 4 stars. I enjoyed the mysteries of each of them. But, I enjoyed that Chong is writing a complex female main character.

56 Days by Catherine Ryan Howard is a contemporary thriller set in Ireland. It’s also the first book I’ve read that has Covid and the resulting lockdown written into the story. We met Oliver and Ciara who meet just before Covid becomes the new normal. They decide to move in together as the shutdown forces people into “pods” to try to figure out if they can make their new attraction into something more. The timeline jumps as we get glimpses of their meeting, how the relationship progresses through lockdown, and when the police are ultimately called to the apartment when a decaying body is discovered. Can they figure out exactly what happened or has quarantine provided the killer with the perfect plan for murder? I initially gave the book three stars but as I found myself thinking about it for weeks after, I bumped it up to four! I know some authors have been reluctant to write about the pandemic because we’re still in the midst of it, but I think it worked well as a framing device for a thriller.

My favorite book this month was Finley Donovan Knocks ‘Em Dead by Elle Cosimano. This is the second book in a cozy mystery series. Finley Donovan is a recently divorced romance author. She is mistakenly hired as a hitman to kill a shitty husband in book one. She teams up with her nanny/BFF Vero to get to the bottom of the who and the why. The second book picks up right where the first one left off. It’s a face-paced, funny mystery with strong female characters and two potential love interests for Finley. I’m already looking forward to the third book!

Finally, I listened to the audiobook, The Paris Apartment by Lucy Foley. Foley is the new locked room mystery queen. I loved her first two books, The Hunting Party and The Guest List. I liked this one too. However, the first half of the book was really slow. I considered shelving it at the halfway point because it just wasn’t doing it for me. I hung in there and the last half of the book is what saved it. Like her previous two books, this one has mostly unlikeable characters. All of the suspects and the victim are pretty terrible people. The protagonist, Jess, is the only likable character. She turns up on her brother’s doorstep in a glamourous Paris apartment only to find him missing. The building’s other tenants are the suspects in what she fears may be the murder of her brother. Like Foley’s other novels, the twists are twisty and the backstory of each of the suspects gives them all a compelling reason to get rid of Jess’ brother, Ben. The reveal is what bumped this up from a 3 star to a 4 star read for me.

I seem to be on a thriller/ mystery kick! I joked with my daughter that I like my characters either falling in love or killing each other! There is no in-between. What have you been reading lately?




Worn||Coming of Age

Recently, I’ve been thinking a lot about aging. Living through a pandemic gives the saying “growing old isn’t guaranteed”, a certain poignancy I hadn’t considered. However, knowing what a gift growing old is doesn’t make it easier to accept. Being nearly 50 in a culture that is youth-obsessed is hard. And as much as I wouldn’t want to be 20, or even 30, for all of the money in the world, I can’t help constantly comparing myself to the images we’re inundated with on social media. I find myself checking the mirror daily for a wrinkle that wasn’t there the day before. Being discouraged because I now have to work out twice as hard to get half the results that used to happen with very little effort. Even my eyebrows are sprouting gray hair. It’s honestly rude at this point! I vacillate between feeling like my life is over and wanting to do all of the things before I run out of time…or energy.

Worn|| Coming of Age

I remember my mom telling me that her 30s were the decade she had the most fun, her 40s were the decade that she really got to enjoy being a mom, and her 50s were the decade where she fully came into her own. I guess there’s something to the idea that once no one is checking for you(as the kids say!), you’re free to do exactly what you damn well, please. I’m working on shifting my focus from the things I feel have passed me by. Instead, choosing to pursue the things that I’m currently passionate about. When I think about all that I’m capable of I’m excited to step into the next decade.

Word of the Year|| 2022

New year, same me. Or should I say, slightly better me? Last year, I chose unpack as my word of the year. I knew that there were things I wanted to and desperately needed to unpack- grief, guilt, and shame are the heaviest of them. And while I have stopped making resolutions, I think that having a word of the year to focus on has been essential in helping me reach some goals and set some great habits in the last few years.

Usually, the word comes easy for me. This year was different. I started thinking about it in November and nothing seemed quite right. I have a few specific goals and lots of changes I want to make but they are so different from one another that finding a word that encapsulated all of it was a struggle for me. Ultimately, I made a list of all the things I thought applied to the way I’d like to feel about myself and this year on December 31, 2022. The word that kept coming up was PROGRESS.

noun

/ˈpräɡres/

1: forward or onward movement toward a destination.

2: the process of improving or developing something over a period of time

intransitive verb

1: to move forward

2: to develop to a higher, better, or more advanced stage

One of the things I’ve learned over the last year is to give myself the same grace that I would extend to a stranger. It’s funny how we can be kind and understanding to people we don’t know while lobbing harsh criticism and toxic words at ourselves. Perfection is not attainable. I’m not even sure that it’s something to be lauded and upheld as the standard. It’s the journey on the way to be being our best selves that holds all the good stuff- the hard lessons learned, the challenges overcome, the rethinking of the goal. It’s almost cliché at this point to say “Progress not perfection”. But, that is my goal for this year. Progress towards my better self in all ways both large and those that are barely imperceptible to anyone but me.

Here’s to forward movement, to improving, to being better in whatever way that looks like to me! Here’s to 2022 and to progress!