I mentioned in my last post being a FUSS. POT. when it comes to clothing, so I thought being that I have a blog and a camera, I’d show a little of what I meant. The clothes here are just peachy, but my self-portrait skillz are a little rusty since I haven’t taken outfit photos in… a zillion years. I’m surprised I remembered how to set up the tripod at all, honestly.
So! Anyhow! Sub-par photography aside! Here’s my “mommy” uniform. Same as my nanny uniform. Excellent for all-purpose child-wrangling without resorting to jeans, tshirts, or yoga pants.
Skirts and boots! It’s what I’m all about. My wardrobe is entirely designed around my two pairs of knee-high boots. These are brown lace-ups (not that you can see them clearly) from Miss Mooz and my others are black Harley Davidsons. Yeah, sounds like they weigh a thousand pounds but those black boots are the most comfortable shoes I’ve ever worn. Just as comfortable – if not more so – than my sneakers. When it’s not boot weather, I have a pair of red Dansko Mary Janes that are slip-on and super comfy and great for running after kids and yet looking kind of fancy all at the same time. I’m a total sucker for red Mary Janes and have had a go-to pair since my beloved Doc Martens in college.
The shirt and skirt here are both from H&M. Since florals have been in this spring/summer, I’ve picked up a bunch of floral skirts that I wear with light/neutral shirts. This kind of shirt is my favorite for nursing – loose without being totally baggy. The sort of rumpled/layered effect also hides the doughy post-partum belly. (I actually lost weight after being pregnant, but the belly? A total mushy mess.)
I thought I’d do a photo with my hair down, but as judging by the hair tie on my wrist… yeah, that never happens. It actually looks like this:
Nothing fancy, just pulled out of my face. I’ve found working with kids that it’s actually much, MUCH easier to have long hair than short as I can pull it back and away from grabby hands. This is my go-to messy look, but I’ve also been known to do straight up ponytails or even braids when I’m feeling fancy.
And, of course, Whuffle Style:
I’m just as fussy about his outfits as I am about mine and you’d best believe he doesn’t go out of the house in his pajamas or in mis-matching clothes. Seriously, I love dressing this kid up and would you look at those shoes?! I am DYING of cute. (They were a gift from Grandma Isabel. The shirt and pants are both Carter’s.)