I think my favorite time in my entire life, style-wise, was when I was pregnant with Goldie. I already had a two-year-old, so my style had by necessity relaxed into something more comfortable and simple than what it’d been B.K. (Before Kids), and pregnancy felt like it gave me the freedom to play around within that happy place.
I had fun with accessories. I wore hats, and vests, and color, and fringed everything. I didn’t just throw on whatever was clean-ish and right there (ahem, currently wearing the t-shirt I slept in); I thought about what might make me feel beautiful, and then made it happen.
Pregnant or not, I think I’d like to find my way back to this.