blegh

(Pre-date conversation)

C: Do I look grossly diseased?

J: Hmm... if I didn't know you, I'd probably just think you were stoned.

C: That'll work.

Our date was awesome, just in case any of you were wondering. We ordered the steak and the pork chop, had some drinks, engaged in adult conversation, and made fun of the guy sitting next to us for trying to impress his date by acting like a total douche. For the record, being a dick to your server is never ok, but being a dick to your server when ALL you order is a cheese plate and one appetizer puts you in straight-to-hell status.

And then I woke up this morning. With a stupid sore throat, and even lamer body aches. Guys, I've never been a fan of being sick (who is?), but holy shit being sick when you don't have a baby is about a thousand times easier than when you do. I can't exactly tell Cheech to make her own breakfast and draw her own bath, you know? When she woke up and we [had] to get out of bed this morning, I felt like death. I put her down near her toy basket, and layed on our couch in the fetal position. When she crawled up to me, pulled herself up, and started stroking my forehead, I knew I had a keeper.

I'll be taking the rest of the week off to work on feeling my best again.

pope saint victor

wtf, universe?

Joe and I have a date planned for tonight. The third date we've had since Cheech was born. The third date in ALMOST ONE WHOLE YEAR. Pretty big deal, right? We made a reservation at a place that isn't too far from home, I bought a new dress, and I almost even committed to new shoes. So when I woke up this morning with what has been confirmed as PINK EYE by Dr. Milkmaid, well, you can only imagine how pissy I started to feel. I've calmed down a bit and realized that despite all the nasty goop in my eye, we'll still have a good time. Isn't that right, UNIVERSE?

Photo via Gala Darling

going to the chapel (in vintage)

Guys, I am incredibly excited to announce the new Bridal section of Monday's Child. I have more wedding-y dresses that I'll be adding in the next couple months, so please stay posted. Oh, and I'm on East Side Bride this morning with a sponsored post discussing my thoughts on wearing vintage for your wedding. Obvs.

happy 2 b sad

This Natalya Lobanova girl speaks to my soul.

NMD

Did you know that today was National Margarita Day? No worries if you missed out... I made sure to drive Cheech to happy hour and have one for you. ;)

the unexpected

Are there looks or styles you admire on other people but feel like you could never pull off? For years, I've wanted to rock the socks with heels or wedges look, but have been mortified at myself in the mirror any time I've attempted it. Seeing as I rarely wear socks and the last time I wore a shoe that wasn't flat was at my wedding, I'm not exactly sure why I'm so fond of this trend. Maybe because Eleonora Carisi makes it look so effortless? Or, maybe because I like how socks can make a girl in heels seem more approachable, and not so sex vixen-y? I am not AT ALL sex vixen-y. Whatever the case, I'm not giving up on socks with pumps. Maybe it's like red lipstick. Once you've tried it enough times, you start to like yourself in it... well, at least enough to go out in public.

The Sartorialist

almost spring

Joe's older brother has come to stay with us for a few days, and there's nothing that reminds me how much I love living in Oakland like having house guests. Other than taking a pleasant walk through the redwoods, we don't have much planned, but I'll be taking a blog break for the remainder of his visit. I'll see you guys sometime next week. Have a happy and safe weekend, ok?