Here We Go Again

jacket (Zara, see sale option HERE), boots (Sorel  love THESE and NEED THESE SUCKERS), beanie (Fred Segal, see similar HERE, HERE, HERE), jeans (AG, hole accidentally created by moi), gloves (Target DIY'd, how 'bout these quirky mittens), shades (Ray Ban)

Come on now, Lexington, you didn't actually think last week's weather would last now did ya?  Of course not, this is the Bluegrass--where we are teased every Feb/March with warmer temps only to be blasted by an ice/snow storm the following week.  Had a little white dusting this morn so as much as I was actually hoping to tuck this look away in the archives, figured I might as well let 'er rip.  I know we're all in the mindset of stocking our spring wardrobe right now, but may I suggest we take advantage of the sales going on for winter wear.  Perfect time to stock up for next year--and while this Puffer isn't on sale technically, the price is def right and I can vouch for it--worn it to death this winter (obsessed with the high neck and zipper deets).  And if you don't own a pair of Sorel's, hop to it--they are undoubtedly my fave--plan on snagging another pair for next year indeed!

Alright gang, enjoy your Wed--make it a good one!

photos courtesy of Kristin Tatem

A Cozy Sunday

scarf (Zara love THIS), jacket (GAP, see similar HERE), sweatshirt (Current/Elliot), chambs (J.Crew), denim (AG, hole accidentally made by yours truly), sneaks (Sam Edelman, but then there's CAMO), bag (Michael Kors Bedford), shades (Ray Ban), rings (David Yurman, Lagos, Anna Beck)

If I could wear a rig like this every day, I would.  Crazy cozy, pulled together, and a little bit of FUN is just my kinda look.  An avid SNEAKER FAN for quite some time, I'm quite thrilled sneaks are all the rage this spring (although even if they weren't, I'd totally still sport them on the regular).  In the market for a new pair?  How fantastic are THESE--yes, yes, yes!  

Hope y'all are having a lovely weekend--mine has been one of my fave kinds chalked full of this & that.  While the little ladies were with their dad, I had some good girlfriend time, good eats, outside reading time, sleep and a solo movie--my definition of a perfect weekend alone--wrapping it up with some brunch with a dear friend!  Y'all make it a good one!

photos courtesy of Kristin Tatem

New Year's Cozy

jacket (HM c/o), top (Generation Love, Morton James, Lexington c/o), jeans (AG), chucks (Converse), bag (Michael Kors Bedford), beanie (Target), shades (Ray Ban), rings (Lagos, Anna Beck), bracelets (Sylvia Benson c/o)

Back in the saddle gang---took a little spontaneous trip to FLA which was pure loveliness.  Many of y'all will be getting glitzed and glammed tonight, but not I---I intend to spend my NYE with my sweet babes and some wonderful friends very chillaxed and family focused...banging on pots and pans come midnight with all the kiddies.  Def intend to wear something comfy and cozy to celebrate the new year similar to the rig above--say a comfy sweatshirt, sneaks, and skinnies.  But if I may chat beyond the outfit and take a moment to hop on my soapbox (brace yourself gang, she's gonna get a smidge personal).....

This post I have attempted to type numerous times throughout the course of the year only to be faced with a crazy amount of fear and insecurity of exposing too much of my personal life.  And yet as I close out what was hands down the most difficult year of my life, I'd be remiss if I didn't write a little something to express my gratitude and appreciation as well as verbalize the many blessings I have in my life.  No way to say this eloquently so here goes...I got divorced this year.  Divorce is insanely difficult and heart wrenching for anyone---add two beautiful, precious, innocent little girls and well, it just compounds an already hellacious situation.  But you know what, we got through it.  I got through it.  I'd like to believe I did so with dignity and grace and my sweet girls are thriving and happy as clams.  I'd also like to think I'm much stronger than I ever believed myself to be--when you don't think you can handle much more, or get out of bed--you do.  Because you have to.  Because you have two sweet little people that depend on you and need you and deserve to have the best possible you.  Because you know there is light at the end of a very dark tunnel.  Because even though you think you have it the worst, there are others that would kill for your situation.  Because you have to be an example of strength and there's time to cry after they go to bed.  Well that's what I did...I leaned, too.  I leaned on my family who when I tell you is phenomenal, well that's a hell of an understatement--never. left. my. side.  Pushed me.  Cheered me on.  Kept me afloat.  Made me laugh.  Supported me endlessly.  I leaned on my girlfriends---girlfriends are everything.  I admitted weakness. I made mistakes.  I asked for help (something I HATE to do).  I did many things that I've never had to do before, but you see that's the beauty of it---even in truly trying times..there are blessings underneath the rubble.  I realized just how blessed I am for the beautiful, selfless, and loving people in my life.  I also blogged.  I blogged regularly.  You know why?  Because that was a piece of normalcy amongst a shitstorm of chaos.  It was my therapy (well so was my actual therapist--what a little angel she is).  And there's my thank you to you all---THANK YOU for following continuously, thank you for the sweet comments, the opportunities, the repins, the retweets, the FB likes---all the ridiculous things that may seem so trivial were little sheds of light throughout my day.  Truly you all--thank you!  And now, I'm sure there's a million better and more poetic ways I could have typed this post but I just drove 8 hours, am flippin' exhausted, and this is as good as I've got.  So let's cheers to growth, life experiences, health, family, and friends---and let's definitely cheers to  a fantastic 2014!  Be safe tonight, gang...enjoy and let's catch up in the new year--got a sneaking suspicious it's gonna be a good one!  

photos courtesy of Kristin Tatem