Let it Go

the ropes

Again, blown away by the kindness I've received recently. I hope my posts aren't coming off as super depressed or anything. I KNOW I'll be okay - it's just this in-between period that has me questioning myself and everything around me. As Amy Poehler said: "Imagine spreading everything you care about on a blanket and then tossing the whole thing up in the air. The process of divorce is about loading that blanket, throwing it up, watching it all Continue Reading



I hate to admit it, but I feel like I've been operating in a haze for the past couple of months with the divorce. (Those words still want to make me vomit.)  It's been a month since everything was finalized and I've been grappling with personal identity big time. The word I keep coming back to is unrooted. What's in a name? Every time I go to fill out my name or sign something or give my email address, it's inevitable I'll get it wrong. Continue Reading

Seeing Spots with Carmakoma and Gwynnie Bee


Not sure what is up with my recent nostalgia with clothes, but between the pleated skirt and this polka dot sweater dress, I am channeling my mom circa the early 90's hardcore. (And yes, this is a GOOD thing!) There are polka dots. And it's a sweater knit. And it's something I swear my mom wore in the early 90s. And I love it SO.MUCH. I thought it would be a 100% disaster on me, but I just had so much fun wearing it that I forgot about the Continue Reading

Pleats, Please


Say what?!? I'm wearing PLEATS and a VEST and it's AWESOME! I received two packages at my door recently - 1 from Gwynnie Bee (my poor postal workers - I know they must hate me always making them come to my door for a Gwynnie Bee drop off OR pick up) and 1 from Eloquii. I love Eloquii, but I hadn't ordered anything from them recently as life in turmoil meant shopping was not on the top of my mind. Plus, I'm on the cusp of their sizing, so Continue Reading

Picking Myself Up Off the Bathroom Floor


I have to give just the biggest THANK YOU to those who sent kind emails, tweets, Facebook hugs, and blog comments on the post about my unexpected divorce. The kindness of relative strangers never ceases to amaze me, and with this particular situation (one of the hardest in my life, tied with my mom dying), I needed all the kindness I could get. I certainly wasn't giving it to myself. <Sidenote> I wasn't going to address these things, but Continue Reading