I have a lot of mixed feelings on maternity wear. Not because there aren’t a ton of cool brands out there – see Fashion Mamas founder Natalie’s crowdsourced list in LAmag (I may or may not have contributed to the H&M & TopShop picks). I just have a hard time spending money on clothes that will be worn for maybe six months and then disappear in a box somewhere in the back of your closet/no-woman’s land. But on the other hand, shopping for your new-found bump is one of the short-lived perks to being pregnant. So, I made a compromise with myself: I will allow myself to shop for maternity clothes, if and only if they are affordable and fit in a way that makes me feel great about myself (cuz let’s face it – come 32 weeks in, we all need a little pick me up). Plus, there’s nothing like your best friend from college getting married to kick you into hyper-shopping mode.
Let’s just set the record straight. I’m a sucker for anything old. Vintage cameos, antique decor, old towns – you name it, I covet it. It started with weekends spent strolling the quaint streets of Old Town Spring with my parents growing up, where the shops and restaurants make you feel like you’re living in an old west town rather than in the middle of the booming city of Houston. We’d spend hours at our favorite lunch spot, the British Trading Post & Tea Room, where my father bonded with a fellow Brit, Maureen, who ran the place with her daughters and quickly became like family. After moving away, I would plea for Grant to take me back any time we visited home, just to get a glimpse of my childhood memories.
It seems like everyday I’m reminded what a small world we live in. Case in point, I was first introduced to Tour de Couture through a colleague of mine at Los Angeles magazine. Not a week goes by, and I get an email from a fellow stylist friend Laurie Brucker of Laurie B Style telling me how I have to meet her friend Ali Kahn (who’s also a personal/celebrity stylist), and hear about her new company.
On Sunday, I coerced the hubs into a City Target run so that I could check out the new Adam Lippes for Target collection. Naturally I’d done my research and already had my eye out for a few key pieces. I halfway expected the store to be ransacked (see Lilly Pulitzer debacle), but apparently plaid doesn’t give off the same drug-induced psychosis as floral-prints-on-crack do. Lucky for me, there was still a healthy selection and I managed to snag the last size mediums in the two garments I wanted most. Lucky for you, there’s also quite a bit still available online – unless of course you’re feeling up to a dumpster dive (as my loving husband so calls it). See my favorite look styled below for some shopping inspo – understanding husband and two year old not included…
Everyone’s heard the saying “imitation is the sincerest form of flattery.” I for one, have played that over and over again in my head ever since I was a young girl first exploring my sense of style – wondering how guilty I should feel going and buying that shirt or shoes that I spotted on a (seemingly much cooler) girl at school.
Fast forward 20 years, and I still do it today. The difference is, with the widespread popularity of style bloggers and fashion-centric social media sites (I’m looking at you, Pinterest), it’s far more socially acceptable. In fact, it’s customary and down-right necessary to turn to those whose style you admire as a way to even make it out of your closet in the morning. So alas my friends, I have learned to embrace the notion of imitation as a form of flattery, and I am here to tell you – it’s ok, don’t beat yourself up. We all do it.
Well, October came and went in a flurry – my son turned 1, I turned another year young, and our Star Wars themed Halloween costumes went off without a hitch (seriously, I pinned that DIY ewok costume before Garrett was even born – cuz that’s the kinda mom I am). Which is why I’ve been slightly MIA, sorry guys and gals!
Last week, I jumped right back in the saddle and snuck in some much needed retail therapy/girl-time with a fellow stylist friend, Laurie Brucker of LaurieBstyle. She and I met at a charity luncheon last spring, and bonded over a good cause (along with a mutual love for Trina Turk). So when she was tipped off about a sample sale for one of my favorite brands, Vince, we decided to brave the line wrapped around Wilshire just to score a few of their laid-back Cali garments.
A week ago I set out on the perilous, and at times tedious, hunt for the great white…t-shirt that is. If there’s one thing I’ve learned about shopping – it’s always when you’re looking for a certain piece of clothing, that it’s nowhere to be found (amirite?). Luckily I’ve perfected the art of the “power shop”, with the arrival of my son Garrett, and set out like a woman on a mission.
My mission was simple (and I chose to accept) – locate a single destination where you can hit up at least 4 stores (3 is too little and 5 is overwhelming). Fortunately, living on the Westside of LA has its perks where you can choose from Beverly Center/Beverly Connection, Westfield Century City, The Grove, and Santa Monica Place/3rd Street Promenade. On this particular day, I chose to power up for my shopping trip by lounging on the beach before hitting up the stretch of stores along the Promenade.
What is a Birk-off, you may be asking? It’s a new term I coined after laying my eyes on a whole display full of Birkenstock knock-off sandals at Nordstrom on Saturday. Pret-a-Reporter goes as far as calling this style of sandal “fugly yet fab”, and Nordstrom features them as the latest trend in “earthy cool” cork footbed sandals.
I’ve always loved the brand Seychelles for their comfortable and quirky style, so I did a major double-take when I spotted their new line of Birk-offs (it’ll catch on, you’ll see). I snagged my own pair of zebra-print thong sandals – thanks to my more than generous husband, who brought me back to mommyland after straying too far to oogle at the gallery-like wall of Jimmy Choo’s…can’t a girl dream a little?
Spring has definitely sprung. For me, the first sign is when the purple flowers start to bloom on the Jacaranda trees lining our street. For many others however, it’s the onslaught of wedding invitations that flood their mailbox signaling the inevitable (and sometimes dreaded) dress shopping.
Fortunately, I revel in the challenge of helping my friends find the perfect outfit for any occasion. So I’ve dedicated this edition of “Adventures in Shopping” to help one such friend channel her inner Kate Hudson (circa How to Lose a Guy in 10 Days) for an upcoming summer wedding. My style formula is simple for weddings –