Last night was a monumental night.
Lily stayed with a babysitter (my friend Jocelyn) and I went to my first hockey game. (first sports game ever actually)
Jocelyn came over at 5pm and Will and I left at 6.
We had a great time at the game and Lily had a great time with Jocelyn. (thanks Jocey!!)
Here’s what I wore.
Joining Juliana at Shakti Mama with her photo challenge on the elements of self series.
This week’s challenge: favorite body part self portrait.
For me, my favorite body part (and not just on me but on women in general) is the neck, collar bone and shoulders. (I know, those are 3 body parts but they all go together ;))
It’s a part of the body that can show strength as well as vulnerability.
It’s one of the reasons I often prefer short hair to long hair.
neck, collar bone and shoulders
Lately I have been thinking a lot about my mother.
Actually, I have been thinking a lot about the way I used to look at my mother when I was little.
The way Lily looks at me while I’m getting dressed has reminded me of the way I used to watch my mother get dressed.
I used to love watching her. (and still do actually)
My mother was (and still is) a lady.
To me, she embodied the essence of everything I thought a lady should be.
The way she carefully chose her lingerie, the panties always matching the bra.
Skirts and dresses always favored to pants. (never jeans when I was little)
Her shoes and purse matching most of the time.
The way she applied her make-up. A dark green line on her top eye lid carefully drawn with liquid eye liner, a bit of blush and lipstick.
The finishing touches was my favorite part.
Perfume and jewelry. My mother to this day still has an amazing collection of both.
Depending on her mood she would choose a perfume from the many beautiful bottles she had on her vanity and carefully dab it behind her ears and on her wrists.
The same was done with the jewelry, she would take her time choosing her earrings, necklaces, rings and bracelets.
As a young child, I learned about the art of dressing from my mother.
Although my style is much different from my mother’s, I wear jeans often, my lingerie never matches, I hardly ever wear perfume, my shoes never match my purse, the art of dressing is something that I do practice on a daily basis.
So as Lily watches me get dressed and as we step out the door, I hope she looks at me the way I used to (and still do) look at my mother and thinks to herself “my mother is a lady”.
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me getting ready
our check out point. the full length mirror in our lobby
I had so much fun going to see Hole with my girls!
It was pouring while I was getting ready which made the decision of “what to wear?” a little hard but, I chose to go with one of my favorite looks, a dress with boots.
I always like the contrast of a dress (soft) and boots (hard). (I often wonder why I live in Miami since it’s hot most of the year and I don’t get to wear my boots often enough.)
As far as accessories, I borrowed Will’s bag (his murse :)) and what else does a mommy and wife need other than her engagement/wedding ring? (I usually wear earrings but since I knew there was going to be some head banging, I decided to skip them.)
The getting ready:
the dress, vintage H&M