GOAL #1: LET MYSELF FLOAT

Soundtrack: Alberto Balsalm, Aphex Twin

Hello everyone!

As promised, my next few posts are about my goals for the remainder of the year.  

#1: LET MYSELF FLOAT

NAMASTE, BETCHES



(Dress, Zara; sunnies, Akira; shoes, Kate Spade; flowers, F21. My husband said I looked like  a cool cult-y patient in a hospital gown).

2016 has been filled with a lot of pragmatism and not a whole lot of creativity. As the cool weather rolls in, I promise to allow myself the luxury of daydreaming about exciting, fun, and confusing things. 

(Today's soundtrack is especially meaningful; it makes me feel buoyant. Ignore the creepy cover).

One of my greatest wishes is for my kids to grow up thinking anything is possible. For this to happen, I realize Mom has to model the belief.

A few tactics to spur more expansive thinking:

Keep up this blog
Use my phone less, particularly before bed
Stay in better contact with friends, because nothing inspires me more than you all (that's the truth!).

So here's to floating above the clouds, getting a bit lost, breathing thin air, having faith in the unknown, looking like a Snapchat filter. 

Xxo

HAPPY THOUGHTS; YOU GO GIRL

Soundtrack: Feeling Good, Nina Simone

Happy Thursday!

This past weekend the family and I went to a mega water park in scenic Sandusky, Ohio. I fully expected to return home with any number of maladies (staph infection, pink eye, norovirus), but it was actually pretty clean (am I the only person who brings her own sheets and pillowcases to suspect hotels?).

Anyhow, most bloggers take gorgeous swimsuit shots in extraordinary locales like Santorini or the Maldives. In contrast, my husband took some hilarious photos of me inside this water park, real America as my backdrop, but I don't have the balls to post them.  Here are a few outtakes instead:

(Swimsuit, Victoria's Secret. This one's no longer available online, but they're discontinuing all swimwear; everything is on sale. Photoshop disclosure: I removed an enormous zit on my cheek. Trust me, you don't want to see it unless you have a thing for cystic acne).


I've been feeling a bit blue these days, fretting over the future and not really taking care of myself. But I'm making conscious efforts to be a more positive and grateful person, and not worry so much. It's easy to slip into the occasional rabbit hole, especially when pondering all things difficult, wrong, or sad. I'm really trying to drum up confidence and see the bright side of things as I lay out my goals for the remainder of 2016.  I'll share these individually in my next few posts, so stay tuned!

Have a great weekend, everyone!

xxo

LIKE A BAT OUT OF HELL

Soundtrack: Cheap Thrills, Sia w/Sean Paul

The other day my husband and I were looking up Sean Paul facts while listening to Sia's Cheap Thrills, which was (and still is) a huge hit this summer. I started laughing when he was like, Hey! A summer hit made by two 40-year-olds!  It's true, Sean Paul is 43 and Sia is 40 (and Olympic gymnast Oksana Chusovitina is 41!).

I've been feeling pretty insecure about getting older, not gonna lie. Superficial stuff aside, it's hard not to feel like your best years are uselessly slipping away. The old What am I doing with my life? question takes on greater urgency. And the superficial stuff does weigh more heavily (no pun intended). My daily beauty routine has probably quadrupled in time and cost.

But as my dear husband always reminds me, Today is the youngest you'll ever be. I've really embraced this point of view. Today IS the youngest you'll ever be, so enjoy the day. Fly fast and hard, like a bat out of hell.

(Shoes, Jeffrey Campbell, old. Similar, uh, nowhere)


(Dress, The Kooples, old, somewhat similar here; sunnies, Charming Charlie. We live in the Ohio countryside and there are definitely bats including the one that flew into our house late at night and my husband chased around like a maniac for three hours and the next morning I casually walked down and was like What's up, bro? because I slept through the entire thing).


(Here I am casually contemplating why on earth I thought bat shoes would add value to my wardrobe).

A word on the shoes; I've mentioned before that I have a shopping rule: always choose the most outlandish item in your consideration set because once you bring it home and style it with stuff you already own, it will probably look pretty tame.  Following this rule is how you end up with bat shoes. 

I never really went through a goth phase, but hey all things 90's are coming back. Perhaps these shoes will find their way into my fall rotation (but probably not because WTF bat shoes).  

Have the most incredible week!