There’s always a ton of articles about how to lose your baby weight, but what about those of us who have managed to keep it on? Sometimes even YEARS later. Doesn’t our effort count for anything?!?!? Click through to see my best tips. 😎
There are seriously so many goodies on this list – from my (expensive, but use it every day) Nespresso machine to my Glossier make up, which makes me look awake for school drop off – it’s LIFE-CHANGING. If I do say so myself. 😂
What if you could make one tiny change a week until you found yourself living life with more joy, connection and confidence? What if you made the tiniest shifts and started feeling like the truest version of yourself? What if you finally unleashed your inner rock star on the world? It can happen. Pinkie swear.
There’s nothing I love more than a romper for Summer – there’s basically nothing to think about! I took one of my faves (a basic black version) and styled it three ways for going out, heading to the park, and off to work.
Because we’ve lived in San Francisco for a long time almost everything I own is for Fall. This is a little known fact about San Francisco – tourists, take note! – but, while you’d think because it’s in California it’s going to be all sunny and warm, it is in fact most often foggy and chilly, especially in summer when the heat elsewhere pulls in the fog and it gets FREEZING and I get grumpy because while everyone else in the world is frolicking in rompers I’m wearing a ski jacket.
For the most part, though, I got totally used to it. It’s nice and easy to only have one season to dress for, and on the occasions it does get warm (March/April and September/October – again, take note, the perfect time to visit!) it feels like a true gift with the whole city out, enjoying the sun. Sure, I never had proper attire when we visited other locales, and would pack jeans for 100° weather, but if it was 50-70°, I was in business.
That, my friends, is all about to change. We moved about 20 minutes up coast and it’s a different world up here, like WE LIVE IN CALIFORNIA now. People wear shorts and flip flops most days and then when it’s really cold (65°) parkas and wool hats.
I am woefully unprepared so I’m pretty much pretending it’s not happening and still wearing my Fall clothes and just sweating it out. Or, if it’s absolutely too hot, wearing bizarre mixes of my one pair of shorts and then too tight tank tops from before I had kids that I really have no business wearing.
The problem is it all seems like a huge undertaking to re-figure out how to dress for Summer (I used to do it all the time, but that was pre-kids when I believed an outfit without heels was not worth putting on), but I have a feeling I’m going to have to bite the bullet because, while this leopard print coat is adorable, it is also seriously sweaty in 80° heat.
So, consider this post my last hurrah to my San Francisco wardrobe this year. Come Fall, I will have so much content for you I will break the Internet, but, for now, I’m thinking that seeing photos of me in cute coats with ballet flats and the best black pants on Earth are not actually that helpful for most of the world (although, if you’re in San Francisco, you’re welcome).