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Pure Grace and Elegance

Hatch Dress (yes, it's maternity; no, I'm not pregnant) | Sunglasses | Sandals | J. Crew Purse

See how this dress is pretty demure? Yeah, yeah, it's short, I know, but it has that high neck and that loose fit and those mid-length sleeves, so it's always made me feel genteel and graceful, like someone who'd carry a structured handbag and who probably stores her hats in actual hatboxes as opposed to where I store mine, which is in a stack on the floor of my closet, underneath my cat.

It turns out that even a dress this pretty and demure stops being pretty and demure in certain situations. Like, say, when you are spread-eagled on top of a pile of rocks and wet sand (mud), having just been dropped from really quite a significant height by your husband, and especially when the rocks and wet sand (mud) that you have found yourself laying on top of happen to be located directly in front of a restaurant where all the patrons are seated facing towards the beach, making the precise spot where your husband deposited you effectively a stage upon which you now find yourself performing the grand old tragicomic classic, "Hey Everyone, Check Out My Underpants!"


The Most Fabulous (And Flattering) One-Piece Swimsuits For Summer 2018

Summersalt Swimsuit; Similar (very on sale) Towel

It was 75 and sunny yesterday, so I have officially decided to start writing about summer and summer-related things, like beach attire. Mostly because I'm bored of talking about - and wearing - sweatpants.

Can we all agree that it is WONDERFUL that one-piece swimsuits are not only "back," but so back that it seems like amazing new styles are coming out every single day, and in every single price range? I'm not in an especially stomach-baring mood - for whatever reason my surgery completely destroyed any muscle tone I might have had, and that plus paleness is making me a little shy at the moment - but even if I was, I'd wear these anyway (and plan to, starting on Cinco de Mayo, which will find me poolside even if it's fifty degrees out).

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Wild Horses

Dress | Cropped Sweater (similar) | Sunglasses | Boots (similar)

Am I showing my age when I tell you that Reese Witherspoon and Marky Mark (who I'm preeeeetty sure was still called Marky Mark at the time, and if he wasn't, he should have been) in Fear were like the ultimate in hot couples? You know - spoiler alert - prior to him going insane and killing her dog and trying to kill her family, I mean.

The rollercoaster scene, oh my god. I am sitting alone in front of my computer and blushing at this very moment.



This girl though. (Dress | Shoes)

The bulk of my daughter's wardrobe consists of her brother's hand-me-downs - because of the money/effort-saving thing, but also because I've always loved how she looks in his old stuff - but of course I do occasionally come across a flouncy, girly dress or pair of shoes that I can't resist. The problem with "special clothing" for kids, though, is that kids have a tendency to ruin it. Immediately. So I did what I suppose most parents do with their children's nicer clothing: I reserved it for special occasions.

Except there was this one dress - a red corduroy dress that my mother-in-law gave her that was meant to be her Christmas dress. But the first Christmas she had it, it was too big for her, so I figured I'd save it for the next Christmas and not have her wear it in the meantime so it still felt special...and then the next Christmas it was too small. So now it's in a box in our garage. After that, I began applying the same principle to my kids' clothing as I do to my own: the only way you can be absolutely certain that you won’t mess it something up is to never wear it...and what that means is that it’ll never get worn.