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Back To “Back To School”

Cool hat, yo.

This is me in September of the year I headed to ninth grade, in my de rigeur pleated jeans and Swatch watch. (And is that a pink scrunchie on my wrist? I do believe it is.) The above shot is a pretty good encapsulation of what I wore to every single first day of school for the entirety of my life (minus the hat, which I think I was wearing because it was 1994): some variation on the white shirt/blue jeans combo, because for whatever reason that pairing has always made me feel like I look like myself. And when you’re all jittery about the prospect of meeting new people and walking new hallways and learning new things, it can help to feel comfortable in your own skin (or in your own clothing, as it were).

Which brings me to this: after many years of barely even noticing when September rolled around, I have returned to the Back To School era of my life. I had a back-to-school parent conference the other day, because our son started preschool last week (well, it’s technically the same place he went to camp all summer, but apparently the curriculum changes once fall starts so it’s a whole new thing. A parent-teacher conference-requiring thing.) Do you know how extremely ancient and responsible going to parent-teacher conferences makes me feel? Very.

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What To Do With A Tiny Second Bedroom?

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From a friend of mine who just purchased her first apartment:

Q. I also now have a tiny second bedroom that's about 8x10. We don't necessarily want to make it a all-the-time bedroom (no baby plans right now!), but want to have some kind of guest sleeping option. Murphy bed? Day bed? Fold-out couch?

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On Second-Time Motherhood And Still Being A Mess

Lately I just feel sort of...blah. I haven't exercised regularly (other than Mudderella and a forced stop into a boot camp class) in years. My nails may look worse than they have ever looked in the history of me. What I eat prior to the hour of 5PM (when I place a series of delicious things on the table largely out of a sense of guilt) is usually whatever fell off my child's high chair, and then at midnight I suddenly get ravenously hungry and consume things like Hostess cupcakes and string cheese and these gelatinous strawberry-flavored things that Kendrick brought home from the office, all at the same time. Last night I inhaled three massive neon-colored popsicles while fully prone and staring at reality TV shows, and while my husband looked on in horror at the popsicle-eating, fuzzy-legged thing that used to be his wife.

I need a haircut. I need highlights. I need a nap.

I was talking to Morgan about this the other day - this sort of general I-feel-like-crap-ness. As the parent of two children born eighteen months apart, she's something of an expert on the topic of exhaustion, and when I was done whining she said, "Of COURSE you feel that way. You're still in the middle of it."

Lifestyle

New Collaboration: GapKids x ED

In stores now: a new collaboration between Ellen Degeneres' new lifestyle brand, ED, and GapKids, an apparel collection with limited-edition pieces for both boys and girls (including the sweatshirt, t-shirt and pants Indy's wearing). The collection is centered around the images of a lightning bolt, which symbolizes empowerment, and speech bubble you see on this sweatshirt, which symbolizes #GapKidsxED's dedication to encouraging girls everywhere to express themselves, no matter who they are or what they love to talk about and think about and do. (The line is focused on empowering girls, but includes pieces for boys and adults as well.) Included in the GapKidsxED collection: everything from shoes to backpacks to denim jackets (and, in keeping with the focus on individuality, many of the pieces can be personalized with iron-on patches, fabric markers and chalk).

My personal favorite piece: the DIY T-Shirt Set pictured above, which comes in a box with a set of washable markers and functions as wearable art (and self-expression), and makes a great gift that celebrates personal style in a fun – and literal – way.

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To City

San Francisco, CA

H&M Shirt (similar) | Shorts | Tank | Shoes | Sunglasses | Purse (similar)

I was talking to a neighbor (and new friend), Alisa, the other day, and she said, "It's so crazy how much STUFF you guys do," meaning all those mini trips to wherever that we're constantly taking. And then she asked: "Is it because you need things to write about for your site?"

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Weird Little Idea: Password Painting

I know there's a way to change your wireless user name and password. I just don't know what that way is (yes, I know: google it), and so ever since we moved into our new place, whenever a guest comes over and needs to get onto our Internet, my system is to root through our junk drawer in search of the tiny piece of cardboard that the installation guy used to write down the user name and password for me, hand it to my guest, and hope that I remember to take it back and that it does not end up getting thrown out (which would make sense, because it looks like garbage).

Obviously this system is not ideal.

I've been meaning to do something a little less likely to result in a massive fight between myself and my husband (seriously, I'm going to guess that forgotten iTunes passwords and such have surpassed money as the number one reason for divorce in our country), but haven't gotten around to it. And then the other day a colleague came over to my place for a meeting and needed to access les interwebs, and in order to allow her to do that I had to first locate that minuscule piece of cardboard with twenty thousand numbers written on it in Boy Handwriting (a.k.a. Terrible Handwriting), help her figure out which were "1"s and which were lowercase "l"s, and then, after she left, try to re-locate the piece of cardboard so that it could be re-filed in our very secure and organized junk drawer (that is a joke; our junk drawer is a black hole into which objects like sip cup lids and passports routinely disappear).

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The Great Office Makeover

I know, I already put up a video on this a couple of days ago, but I wanted to show you some photos, too...because I LOVE this room.

I honestly can't believe that it's the same space that I saw when we first moved in. I also can't believe how much we have going on in there, considering the entire space is about 8'x10' - and now it's a playroom, an office space, a music room and a guest bedroom (thanks to the addition of a pair of blackout curtains that I hung on the inside of the french doors, so that they aren't visible from the living room but can be used to darken the room in a pinch).

Alright, so here are a couple of "before" images:

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Asparagus with Prosciutto and Poached Eggs

Mostly Pinterest functions to make me feel bad about myself. My hair, my nails, my smoky-eye abilities, the scarcity of silk trench coats in my closet, and oh my god my dinners.

It's not that my dinners are bad; they're usually pretty good ifIdosaysomyself - they're just not...I don't know, accessorized. Surrounded with little trimmings of locally sourced flower buds, or resting on snow-white plates with attractive little drip-drops of olive oil scattered about the edges, or whatever. (A caveat: lately my dinners have actually been rawther lovely, but that's because of Trader Joe's, not because of any exceptional food-styling abilities on my part.)

Anyway, this dinner - actually a "brinner,"* if we're being specific - is, like, the Kirsten Bell of meals (I'm watching Frozen with Indy right now - try not to be shocked - and this is the first cute actress who popped to mind, but it actually makes sense because she seems like, were she a food, she would be quite delicious).


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