Ah the patterned pant. I’ve had such mixed feelings about it’s comeback because they don’t do a whole lot to flatter the figure, especially when you’re curvier on the bottom like I am. Instead they can make you look wider. The eyes of onlookers are swimming in a sea of prints and colors searching for the outline of your body and just can’t find it. Blech. But I started to buy into this trend when I found a cut and type of pattern that I think can work.
Happy Thursday from Charleston! We are visiting town this week and enjoying some pretty amazing weather – as in no humidity so my hair is staying a normal size. I love shooting here because the scenery is so charming with so many cute alleyways and winding streets. It’s the perfect place to test out all of my new spring and summer looks! I’m crushing pretty hard on gingham right now, so prepare to see it in a lot of upcoming posts.
So what do you think of the Victoria Beckham for Target collection?! Some of it I love, and some of it I don’t love, but I definitely felt lucky to get my grubby little paws on a few pieces this weekend when it hit stores on Saturday! My favorite piece of all the loot I scored (it’s a crazy story how I got it! More on that in the post) is this amazing callalily black dress with the little flounce. It’s punky, feminine, unique, forgiving and uber-comfortable. I always like to get in on the special collection action at target because the designs are pretty well-tailored and of-the-moment with a great price tag. Plus Beckham’s signature flair is all over these pieces so a lot of them look higher end in my opinion.
This past weekend I was stuck in NYC after three flight cancellations and feeling really homesick. It got me thinking about the places that are starting to feel more like home now that I’ve moved away from New York – it’s just not here in the Big Apple anymore. I loved having the chance to see a few friends on the longest layover ever, but I had a hard time appreciating the survival of the fittest mentality that is required to keep up. I guess I’ve become a softy! And my style has softened up too. When I lived in NYC, you wouldn’t have caught me dead in sneakers and denim shorts. But things change, and so do people!
Believe it or not, I wasn’t one of those girls who dreamed about her perfect wedding growing up. I didn’t think about the details or have a vision for what it would look like, where it would be or who would attend. I didn’t even think about the groom until much later in life when I started dating more seriously. When I met the man who would become my groom, it became a lot easier to imagine the day. But until then, the only thing I knew about my wedding very strongly was that my dress would not be white. It could be short, long, tight, flowy, or whatever the hell it would be. It would be a color – preferably pink – but I’d be open-minded.
When I was a kid I loved getting a new Easter dress every year. We would go to Belk or Uptons and I’d get to pick something out. My favorite dress one year was a little white cotton dress with a ruffled skirt and a big pink bow plus a white hat with a pink bow to match. It was my prized possession of the moment. Even as a little one I loved shopping so much. Then after church we’d get to find our Easter baskets and gorge ourselves on Cadbury creme eggs, Peeps and Jelly Beans. It was the best!