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Fashion Fridays : For the Love of Green

Ok, so I skipped Wednesday and Thursday and now it’s Friday and I’m back on fashion. oomph.

That’s because clothes and jewels make me happy. It’s my happy place…where I can forget about all that candy hiding in the world’s biggest bowl and the fact that on top of the copious amounts of candy I’m sure my kids sneaked, I fed them Cinnamon Chex for breakfast.

So let’s talk pretty. GREEN! Green is my absolute, bar none, I-love-it-sooooo-much favorite color. And I love blazers. Clearly. Since the invention of Fashion Fridays (i.e….last Friday morning when desperately trying to think of anything to post after three hours of sleep) I have featured blazers as the primary top in both outfits (and news! many more to come!)  I love them; they’re like hugs from my boys.  They are shapely and feminine without being revealing, easily layered or discarded, and can lend an outfit a casual outfit or a feeling of formality.

Emeralds are my favorite jewel. I adore textured purses. I used to prefer silver; now gold is quickly becoming my favorite.  A flower necklace – perfect and feminine with an additional emerald necklace.  A gold and green watch.  Perfection.  And while I don’t get to rock the heels that much anymore – they don’t work while playing football with a four-year old – GREEN pumps with green and gold adornment fabulous-ness? Done. I’m yours. You’re mine.

Have a lovely Friday, November 1 and floss, brush, repeat!

For the Love of Green


Fall Street Style

Normally around this time all the summer clothes would be packed up. I would be airing out our coats, getting rid of the storage smell and wrinkles. Our spring and summer accoutrements of sunscreen, hundreds of baseball caps and flip flops would be traded for cozy hats and scarves, fur-lined gloves and boots of all shapes and sizes. Wellies, snow boots, leather boots…I adore boots. Boots just make an outfit. And if the boot has a lovely long line and a tall skinny heel, well then … It just wants to come home with me!


Michael Kors Knee Boot

I digress.


Smythe Tweed Blazer

Since we live in the land of perpetual 80-something degrees, I can only dream of coats and cable knit sweaters, fair-isle socks and my boots. Our closets stay the same and I haven’t changed my daily around-the-house-matchbox-car-protecting sandals (my trusty Adidas) in what feels like forever. That suits me just fine because while I love clothes of all seasons, I don’t love all seasons. I like those few and far between fall days when it’s chilly in the mornings and evenings but daytime warms up to the low 70’s. I love the rainy cool days when it’s gray and chilly, but only if I can stay inside in a cozy sweater and cuddle up with a good book in front of the fire. But I have kids and those of you with kids know those cozy days in front of the fire are just a faint memory. They don’t exist anymore.

Smythe 2013

Smythe 2013 Mohair Pea Coat in Lake

And I really hate winter. Like really despise winter; I abhor winter. I really, really, really don’t like being cold. I don’t like cold sheets. I don’t like snow and the perpetual gray skies are depressing. The redeeming features of most of fall and all of Christmas is opportunity to change the house around and to pretend-shop by pulling our winter clothes out.


J Crew Plaid Scarf

So I relish my warm weather because we can be outside at all times of the day. I don’t have to find the extra storage for a four seasons worth of clothes and all our sandals can fit in one large basket.

So this is my street style if I could have that kind of street style. I would melt into nothing. But I love a good blazer. You can layer and if you have little boy hands and that get into everything, a blazer with a good pattern is most forgiving. Also I love gold; it’s warm and glowing. And the boots!

Enough said.


Fashion Fridays

Yes to fashion. And shoes. And gold jewelry. And shoes. And blazers with an amazing pattern and shape. And a leather skirt giving just a hint of …fun? Yep. Fun. In a fun sort of sense. And a clutch easily tucked under the arm while moving about and holding a glass of wine. White or red, your pick. (Pick red!) A lovely Pinot Noir…I see this with a soft French twist and what I love about this blazer? It’s got pattern so when mama’s that are craving their babies love can snuggle to their heart’s content and not worry too much about their clothes being ruined. So, ladies, be a threat and love on those amazing shoes.

Happy Friday, all! Cheers to you!



A Dream Office

It’s no secret to anyone that I’m girly. Also, I love white. If I could, my entire house would be decorate in shades of white with hits of my “neutrals” i.e., green, blue and gray. As it is I have one ridiculously athletic and naturally messy husband and three little dude’s running around. The kids sole mission in life is to keep my house in a perpetual state of Lego hazard while covering every surface in stickers and spilling everything possible on my white West Elm sectional.  There is no single action designed to skyrocket my blood pressure like those kids approaching my coach without clean hands.


My response to a chocolate syrup sneak (complements of my middle guy) from the fridge today?  This creation during nap-time.

We may live in South Florida but my style is inherently preppy and color-less.  I love a desk with storage that doesn’t beg for overstuffing.  I love clean surfaces and big pictures.  I think sideboards and buffets make excellent storage in an office due to their sheer size and natural storage options.  They’re quite easy to find too, in thrift stores and flea markets and if you’re willing to put in the time and effort, relatively easy to refinish and make your own.

I feel relaxed and inspired just looking at it.  Yes, please.  I’ll take everything.



I have a confession.

I want a girl sooooo badly. I have three wonderful, happy and healthy little dudes running around, and I’m so thankful. I’m a good mom for boys; blood and worms don’t gross me out. My husband loves all things guy.

I don’t get guy stuff.
I don’t get camping a couple of hours away from the nearest bathroom just to be more “realistic.” I don’t get driving with the windows down and no AC when it’s 97 outside. I don’t get the obsession with cars and all those car parts. While I love a good football game, I don’t freak if I can’t watch it live and I’m not sullen (for long) if we (PROUD STEELER NATION) lose. I can multitask. I can look for things before I ask for their location (pet peeve!)

I want someone I can pretty up, get pedicures with, shop for a wedding dress…I want to send her back up to her room to change and I want to comb and comb and comb her hair and practice my non-self french braids. I want little dresses and jewelry boxes. I want my boys to treasure a baby sister because she’s a little girl. I want her to know she’s always protected. I want to see my husband pick her up and twirl her around and have tea parties.

BUT…if and until I get my little girl (and not a prissy one; she’ll have three brothers…She’ll have to learn tree houses and how to change a flat tire and avoid a good tackle), I content myself with designing wonderful little rooms and ooh-ing and aww-ing the baby section at Target.



Every now and then I get an itch to do something different. Now ordinarily my style tends to side on the traditional and distressed side, with a sincere passion of mid-century modern and a hate of clutter and knick knacks. With three little guys and a husband and their respective stuff EVERYWHERE, there’s not a ton of room for the pretty and thankfully that appeals to me. The lack of things lends itself to a more streamlined look and as I get older I see myself moving towards more things modern while my husband still pitches a fit when I *gasp* suggest covering wood with paint. (Most of the time I win and he admits I was right, and not gonna lie, it’s fantastic)

So behold! I give you … a MODERN boy’s room. Now let me be clear. I would never, EVER put a cow hide in my house. While I know they have their place, my home is not one of those places. But, like I said, every now and then I do something different.

I adore the old-fashioned Ethan Allen bed and if I could, would go out and buy three of those today. I am obsessed with gray. I love the clean lines of the modern chair and something about the shape echoes a vintage era. And those night tables? Gorgeous. I love the wood with the black feet- it ties into the overall color scheme and my rule of at least two hits per color/wood tone in a room, which gives streamlines and gives it a thought-out look. The wood tone’s help tone down the chill that I find the modern look so often gives; wood brings warmth and character.




Polyvore is amazing. I have ridiculously expensive taste. It’s not that I choose things deliberately because they are expensive; it just happens that way. While brainstorming and dreaming and wasting insane amounts of time on Polyvore, I’m also inspired and quite well aware that although so much of what they offer is expensive, it doesn’t have to be. Below is one of the ways I imagine our schoolroom. I homeschool our oldest boy, with his brother to follow next year and then the baby. I envision a cozy space, separate from the living areas because of the mess which, by necessity, homeschooling generates. I want something cozy and masculine, full of fun and vintage touches, with some of the comforts that more modern options (read: sofa’s!) provide. Ideally this would also contain most of their toys and be a getaway place – the place where they can gather with their friends and play a board game as well as a place where they can hang out together and watch a movie or cozy up with a blanket, tea and a good book. I firmly believe in making your home cozy and comfortable, without too many of those precious touches we mother’s so often love. If I don’t create a space my kids enjoy being in, and are proud to bring their friends to, then they’ll find that somewhere else, thus largely defeating a major purpose of homeschooling. So I dream, and I plan and I design and decorate…because I love it and it’s good to dream.