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Fringe Effect

My closet is whittling down day by day, as more and more boxes fill up; my goal is to just have a single suitcase's worth of stuff by the time we leave, and that's the stuff that I'll be wearing for the following three or four weeks (sigh; but hey, did it before, can do it again).

The fact that I have still not packed what are possibly two of the most impractical things that I own - a pair of thigh-high, super-high-heeled black suede boots and a jacket so fringey that it's practically a Cher costume - is pretty indicative of my priorities. Three whole weeks without thigh-high boots and fringe leather jackets are three sad weeks, indeed.

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Goodbye Girl

wavy beach hair ocean

A few weeks ago, I stopped getting texts from my friends.

Not all of them; just two in particular - two of my closest friends in my town, the two friends I made when I first moved here. We started hanging out because we all have sons the same age, and then we kept hanging out because we liked each other so much. And now we just hang out, because we're a part of each other's lives and that's that.

One of the things I was really worried about when we left the city was making friends. I wrote about this a lot: I had this vision of spending playdates making stilted conversation with "friends" who were really just people I hung out with because it was convenient, not because either of us actually wanted to. And then I met my friends - those two women I met when I first moved, and then another and another and another - and they were smart and thoughtful and funny and compassionate and made me feel like I could talk to them about anything at all, and so I did.

Lifestyle

Bags Are Packed And Nothing To Wear

The problem with graduation-wear: I feel like it's supposed to be...ladylike. I mean, grandmas are in attendance at graduations, right? And I enjoy a good floral dress, but ladylike isn't a look I'm especially talented at pulling off. Mostly because if I try, what ends up happening is something spills, or something wrinkles, or somebody, I don't know, vomits on me, and there you go: unladylike. So I don't have a whole lot of graduation-appropriate dresses hanging around in my life.

What I will probably be wearing to Kendrick's graduation (three weeks!), if we're being totally honest: this black Theory dress from, like, 1998 that's hanging in my closet because for whatever reason I haven't packed it yet, and it's midi-length so it seems like it might be appropriate.

It's kind of cute. I have no idea if it fits. It may or may not be clean.

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A New Twist On Tradition

unique mother's day flowers gift

Everybody gets their mother flowers for Mother’s Day; it’s kind of a rule. But there’s no rule that says that those flowers have to be boring.

There’s nothing wrong with a pretty bunch of tulips or roses, but you know what’s even better? A floral creation that says that the gift-giver has taken the time to notice something singular about the recipient – whether it’s the fact that she adores succulents, that nothing makes her happier than the color blue…or that she just doesn’t have time in her life to deal with one single more thing, and that any plant that she’s given better be able to fend for itself.

Because isn’t that the point of Mother’s Day, really: to show all of the moms in our lives, whether it’s a mother in-law or good friend who just had a child, that it’s the little, unique things about them that we love the most?

Lifestyle

Links & Love & Stuff

amy schumer confidence speech

 I wanted to print Amy Schumer's entire Ms. Gala speech here. It's required reading, guys. I was that girl in the dorm room once and I will never be that girl again, and I want nothing more than for my daughter to never, ever be that girl either. And the more we talk about this the less likely that is.

 Look, these are totally like Toms! But cuter! And rainbow! Whee.

 How these Swedish police officers responded to an altercation on the subway should be mandatory viewing for officer trainees. (Did These Swedish Cops School The NYPD?, via AJ+.)

DIARY

At The End Of The Ride

green gold painted chair

Six years ago, when my life changed, it started with a chair.

I've written here many times about the struggle that life in my late twenties was; how crushed I felt by the weight of just how much I had turned out to not be what I'd hoped to become. I was stuck in a job that I hated, in a life that felt millions of miles away from the life I'd dreamed of as a little girl, and there was a time - a long time, actually - when I couldn't see how any moment in the future could possibly bring with it something better. Or even something different.

And then, at a party late one night, I met a girl who did something called "blogging." I'd heard of blogging, sort of - I mean, I had a rough idea of what a blog was, had even started a hidden Blogger account documenting my worst dates (oh my god), and read Perez Hilton like it was my part-time job - but I certainly didn't know it was something that one could even consider doing for a living. And yet this girl seemed to, somehow...and at that moment I was so desperate for something to change that when she asked me to do an "audition" of sorts to become a contributor for her site, I said yes without a moment's hesitation.

Makeup & Beauty

How To Hide Your Growing-Out Bangs

I have this little problem, where every time I go through a major life change (such as, for example, baby-having), I cut off all my hair. Sometimes this is good, and sometimes this results in me doing something that makes life a little more difficult.

You know what makes life a little more difficult?

Bangs. Especially when the sky simply refuses to stop raining (stop, sky).

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The Most Ridiculous (And Also Best) Purchase Ever

tom ford carrie sunglasses round

This is one of the most ridiculous – and also best – purchases I have ever made.

You've seen my favorite sunglasses (which I also own in white; like I said: ridiculous) before. Like, over and over. And then maybe you stopped seeing them these past few weeks, because somewhere in the middle of all this packing madness I lost them. Both of them.

I was extremely unhappy about this. Because they were unconscionably expensive (both of them), but also because I wear them every. single. day. I do not like existing in the outside world, where sunlight is direct and eyes are tired, without them. And even given those unconscionable prices, I was kind of like...Jeez. I guess I'm going to have to buy another pair. (Maybe not two, though, because I'm not crazy, and maybe used via eBay this time around.)

DIARY

We All Chill Out

This photo was taken on Easter Sunday. I love that dress that Goldie is wearing, and was so excited to have her look all adorable and Easter-y when we went out to dinner with my parents that night.

Do you know what happened to that dress before anyone other than myself and Kendrick were able to look at her in it and appreciate said adorableness?

You don't want to know.


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