Comfortable Does Not Mean Frumpy

Comfort for a day at the museum: Hue leggings in camouflague (Nordstroms Rack, $7), JCrew sweatshirt (Plum Consignment $10), Gray Vans (thrifted $5), dirty hair and little makeup (free).
One major reason why I started this blog is to dispel and discourage the belief that being a mother means having zero style. Personal style should not stop as soon as a child comes into your life. Yes, it will change, but it shouldn't entirely leave. Getting dressed everyday is important not only for me to have 10 minutes to myself but also to allow me to sustain my identity. I know the reason so many parents (men included, just substitute sweats where I write yoga pants) is comfort, affordability, and ease. Let me tell you, it takes me the same amount of time to pick out a cute outfit as it does to dig out a pair of yoga pants. I am a mother of three, I have to dress for work everyday, and my husband travels frequently...it can be done, I promise. 

Let me just say I'm not trying to be snotty or anything like that, I'm just sad when I hear a mom friend of mine feel unhealthy, unkept, or unattractive. If you feel great in yoga pants, by all means, wear them, however, if you're in a rut, put them in a bag in the back of your closet and search for other options. Some of my favorites are patterned leggings (Hue brand are my favorite), tailored sweats (Old Navy and Gap have awesome ones), and colorful skinny jeans (always find them at consignment stores, Old Navy makes the most comfortable and affordable). You don't need high heels, a fancy shirt, or much else. You just need a variation in your usual sometimes to shake things up and reignite your confidence. Because whether you're in yoga pants or skinny jeans, what looks best is confidence.  

For my local friends, stay tuned: I'm in the planning stages of an event at my favorite consignment store,  Plum Consignment, a Mom's Night Out: Getting Out of the Yoga Pant Rut. If you stop in before then, please let Pam know I sent you. I'm so very lucky to have her adorable shop at the end of my street! 


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