Mommy Confessions Volume I

Hey guys – Ashley here, I wanted to take a minute to introduce and kick of a series that we wanted to start on the blog. Ready to hear all about it? Welllll let’s go! 😉

So, my dad always tells this story about me. I can’t remember for sure ..but I think I was around three or four in the story. It was back in the golden days of only childness. Tell me you other first children don’t think about those first few years of being an only child with a little bit of nostalgia and rose tinted glasses?? No? Oh. Ok. Well anyway. You guys know I love my siblings. If you read this blog you know. If you don’t read it? Well I love them. Like. Immeasurably. But ANYWAY – today I’m here to talk about me. 🙂 🙂

Baaack to that story I mentioned. I was around 3 or 4 years old and my parents took me to the mall. Apparently I was misbehaving, while my mom was just trying to shop in peace. Imagine that? Kids never ever ever disrupt that magical shopping moment for their moms. {{side eye emoji}}. So yeah. I was being bad. My mom tells me that I’m not getting ANY treats. Dad can see she’s frustrated, so he volunteers to watch me while she shops in peace. Alone. Cue the heavens opening up and the chorus of angels singing. Well, mom heads off to solo shopping bliss. What does dad do? The most logical thing. He takes me straight to the ice cream shoppe at the food court. BUT he is sure to say to me (over and over…) “Don’t tell your mom we had ice cream!”.  Many hours later (hours? I don’t really know…if it were me..it would have been hours) my mom comes strolling toward us. What do I do? I start running toward her, sans any physical evidence of the ice cream – thanks to dad, yelling “Mommy, mommy….daddy got me ICE CREAM!!!”. Man. If I could just go back in time and see the look I know she shot my dad. Sigh. I can’t though. I’m sure it. was. good.

Why did I tell you that story? Didn’t the title say that we are talking about Mommy Confessions? Yeah, we are. We’re going to talk about all kinds of parent confessions in general. And just like my 3 (or 4?) year old self…I’m going to get some things off my chest. No sense in keeping all this bottled up. No one was hurt in the process. We’re going to dive into the nitty gritty of parenthood. Those things we do that we might be a little ashamed to admit, but we’re gonna put it all out there anyway. Why? So you can relate. So you can laugh. So you can know that you aren’t alone. And maybe you are a dad like mine in that story up there – who did something your spouse told you not to and yet you lived. You survived. You’ve made it to the other side and still have life in you to tell your tale. You told it and now those other dads feel a little better. That’s what we’re doing here.

Welcome to this fun little series.

Ok – since this post is already long…what with that introduction and all. And also. We were already doing some confessing for my dad. Let me just treat you to another Daddy Confession via the golden child, the first born, the one he calls Ashley on his behalf. (LOL) Once, when my mom was away (where? … I do not remember..  ) I was a teenage girl on her period. I was experiencing some major cramping. It hurt so bad that I actually told my dad what I was in pain. I say actually because I didn’t talk about my period back then. To anyone. Because – that’s what I thought I was supposed to do. Another story for another day though. So yeah. I told my dad I was hurting.

He’s like “Oh I have these muscle relaxers. Why don’t you just take a half of one.”

Me: “Will this make me sleepy??”

Him: “Nah.”

Me: “Ok.” {{takes and ingests the muscle relaxer}}.

……

Me: 18 hours later {{wakes up in another day .. very confused}}

 

I mean. I no longer felt my cramps. I didn’t feel anything. I was in a coma. It’s cool though. I lived. Thanks dad. 🙂

Well there you have it folks. Our very first session of Mommy Confessions. Let us know what you think? This is something that both Rhonda and I will be writing – SO make sure you keep an eye out for our future Mommy confessions.

 Have you ever done something to..or with…or around your kid that you are a little hesitant to admit? Come on. Tellllll us. It will feel good.

 

What We Wore

Welcome back to another week’s worth of straight-off-the-runway fashion.  😉  We are so glad that you are either back for more or stopping by for the first time!  There are fewer stripes this week, but some of the standards remain – graphic tees, leather earrings, converse, and denim.  We are both working on getting out of style ruts and realize we need to do some shopping for sure!

Rhonda –

Tank: Old Navy, not available. Jeans: Old Navy. Shoes: Target. Earrings: BaubleBar (referral link), this pair not currently available. Bag: Betsey Johnson.

Tee: Gas Station Disco merchandise (yep, Ashley wore this last week!). Leggings: Lularoe. Fancy Ass Flip Flops: Old Navy. Earrings: Nickel and Suede (it’s ok, I didn’t leave the house.  just keeping it real here.)

Romper: Old Navy (exact one not available, but similar here). Chambray: Thrifted Arizona. Shoes: Converse. Earrings: Nickel and Suede.

Tank: Old Navy, not available. Shorts: Old Navy.

Cami: Old Navy. Kimono: Amazon. Shorts: Target. Earrings: Nickel and Suede. Bracelets: Alex and Ani.

Tee: Ross, old.  Shorts: WalMart. Shoes: Target. Earrings: Nickel and Suede.

Ashley –

Top: Kohl’s Pants: Kut from Kloth Boot Cut Jeans from StitchFix Earrings: N&S Signature Silver

Jacket: It’s that CATO oldie but goodie again [similar] Dress: TJMaxx Earrings: N&S Minty Fresh

Jacket: Target – no longer available Tank: Target Bralette: Target Pants: Jordache Skinny Jeans Shoes : Burlington Coat Factory [similar] Earrings: N&S Select Black

Top: Chambray errrry day Target [similarLeggings: Target Earrings: N&S Select Black

Cardigan: Walmart [similar] Shirt: Walmart [similar] Pants: Jordache Skinnes (I legit have three pairs of these….not wearing the same ones everyday 😉 ) Also here we have your weekly dose of stripes: You’re welcome my friends.

Cardigan: Walmart – ooold Top: Walmart Pants: Jordache Skinnies Shoes: KMart oldies Earrings: Are you shocked it’s not N&S??? These were a recent Mother’s Day gift from my sister 🙂 🙂

 

Andddd that it is all. 🙂 Hope you guys enjoyed it…and maybe grabbed a little outfit inspiration. What were you guys wearing this week? What are some of your wardrobe staples??

 

Nipstick

We decided to jump on a bandwagon, as we sometimes tend to do.  FOMO, I guess.  But also, we were just really curious about this one.  A little over a week ago, The Doctors daytime TV show explained that a woman’s perfect nude lipstick is the shade of her nipples.  Wait, what?  Yep, that’s right.  So after reading a few articles about it and seeing bloggers and magazine columnists try it, we thought we may as well give it a go.

Rhonda –

I really found this process interesting, but thought it would be much easier. I figured I would be able to easily pick a couple of options out of my drawers, then decide.  Nope.  At naptime, I pulled up my shirt and stared at my nipples.  I got distracted, because I started thinking about all the things I hate about them.  I snapped back to attention and focused on the color.  I realized it was going to be more difficult than I thought, so I snapped a picture and sat down at my vanity to do some swatches.

I won’t tell you just yet which swatch I did first, but I will tell you that it was the correct one!  What are the odds that I really did get it right the first time?  I figured I would look at some more shades to make sure that was the exact match.

I narrowed it down to a couple of shades, then…. well, gotta admit I went ahead and swatched them right onto my areola to be sure.  The match was so good!  So here it is, mostly ladies and probably some very confused (or excited?) gentlemen.

Urban Decay in Ex-Girlfriend

And you know what?  For me, it holds true.  This really is a perfect nude for me – not too brown, not too pink, not too plummy.  Coincidentally, it’s pretty much the exact color of my lip too, but gives them a little depth.

And well, now you know what color my nipples are.  You’re welcome.

Ashley –

Ok so. I had a similar approach. I pulled up my shirt on Sunday afternoon and just stared at it for a while. I have a bunch of nudes (lipsticks that is … 😉 ) BUT when I went to Ulta later that afternoon,  I couldn’t resist picking up a couple new ones. Ok, so let’s look at the range of shades I was working with…

I ended up mixing three different shades. I didn’t do swatches. I tested some combinations out on my lips then took pictures and compared them to a close up side by side nipple shot. Yup. We’ve got nip pics on our phones now. Anyhow – after a few tries and some serious deliberation I settled on the perfect combination of three different shades.

I started with the brown on the left (Ulta Satin 224), layered the mauve on the right (Ulta Satin 216), and topped it all off with the light purply/pink shade in the middle (Maybelline Ravishing Rose/670).  And so now. Now I know what you’re wondering….BUT what does that color look like? Oh..you wanna know what color my nipples are? Ok. Let’s see my perfect nude:

And what’s funny, is just as Rhonda said – this color is not far from my natural lip shade. Just enhances it. I’m actually kinda in love with this combo.

So there you have it folks. Our perfect nude lippie colors. Have any of you guys tried this? If not you so should. Also thanks to our friend Jen…she mentioned this nip matching trend and helped push us down this strange journey ..that we’ve now lead you all on. Anyhow – let us know if you try it. What’s your perfect nude lippie color??

Week In Review: Ashley

Well Well look who has finally made it to the party.. I know slacker. {{raises hand}} It’s almost nine pm and I’m just now getting up my WIR. I had an early doctor’s appointment this morning that jacked up my whole morning routine of writing my WIR. Ah well. I’m here now. Better late than never…right?? 😉

OK. So what did we do….what did we do… just the usual. Duh. 😉

This is what Wednesday morning looked like. Just LOOK at those cuties having a moment of sibling bonding and love time. No fighting. Just cuddling. I can’t tell you how big that made me smile. 🙂 🙂

After that brief moment of sweet baby love…there was plenty of whining from a four year old who shall go unnamed. He was ready to G – O. And well. Mommy wasn’t. So after much anticipation we loaded up and headed toward WalMart. It was for sure one of those days that before we even pulled out of the driveway, I told Coop we need a reset. He was a on a different level that day and it wasn’t even 11 am. He needed to chill. Mommy needed to chill. There were tears and yelling already. So we both agreed to calm down. He agreed to check his attitude. And well I agreed to just let it go. So breathed in and out for a few minutes…then I pointed the car toward WalMart.

We grabbed some things I needed for my front porch project. Have you checked that post out yet?? You totally should. Then we hit up another nature trail – per Coop’s insistent request ALLLLL morning. I said I let that go right? Ok. For real. Letting it go….. 😉

These two love to be outside. Cooper loves to ‘explore’. I can’t say I don’t enjoy it either. 🙂

After the trail they both took naps and I worked on the front porch…Sophie woke up before her brother so she got to join me out front while I finished up.

After Cooper woke up we took my car to the car wash for a much needed bath – and then of course we had to go to Target. It’s not a day off without a Target trip. 😉

Thursday night. Well that night there was wine. It was a drama filled night for me. I’ll leave it there. Just know I drank wine and stayed up way to late.

Friday night I washed my hair and then played with some new bright eye shadows I got. Just for fun. Just for experimentation. Because…why not? 🙂 Rocking Friday night peeps. Do be jealous. 😉

Saturday we chilled at Grammy and Ppop’s. Coop stayed the night…so just a super duper tired Sophie came home with me. There was lots of chilling in the room while she watched TV and I browsed social media. After she went to bed I did some YouTube binge watching. 🙂 🙂

Sunday was Mother’s Day. I dressed Sophie like my twin. And treated myself to some makeup. We also had the entire family over that day for Mother’s Day Lunch. It was really great. Such a good day. Even Cooper told me at bed time “Mommy, I love mother’s day. Maybe we can have another one sometime???”. He’s the absolute sweetest. My parents helped him get some flowers and when he walked in that morning and handed them to me telling me “HAPPY MOTHER’S DAY!” I literally had to fight back tears over those fake flowers and that sweet little boy’s proclamation! Man. It’s moments like that …. that make the tough mom moments totally worth it. 🙂

So that was our week. Was it worth the wait? What did you guys do? Any special Mother’s day traditions?

 

Week In Review – Rhonda

Another week has passed and I have to say, it was a damn good one for me.  I felt great and got a lot done.

Monday was a little bit of a rocky start, as Mondays tend to be.  My kids were cranky and fought half the day.  I did get some work done though, thanks to the power of music to motivate me.  We ran to the post office, which my kids love to do for some reason.

Tuesday, we started a solar system unit, which the kids have really been enjoying.  It’s one of those topics that every age can understand, which makes teaching them much easier.  During their naptime, I had beer and Fritos and tried to relax but I had so much work to do that I really just wore myself out trying to speed-work.

In the evening, I made a stop for some wine and cranked up the music while I cleaned the kitchen.  I got all up in my emotions thanks to music, but it was all very therapeutic. Sometimes you just need a good cry.

Lil’ Mama and I hit up Target on Wednesday, after I successfully placed a highly coveted Lipsense inventory order.  We had a lot of fun checking out their new carnival-inspired toddler girl clothes.  They are to die for.  In the evening, I looked at houses and wedding venues until my eyes were crossing.  Both wedding planning and house hunting are exhausting.

Stuart had the car Thursday, so I did a lot of housework after school.  I also cleaned my makeup brushes and made a lovely margarita to go with the taco salad I cooked.  Stuart came home with a big surprise – my first ever bouquet of flowers.  I have had flowers in the past, just not from a significant other.  It was such a simple gesture, but it meant everything to me.  So did the tequila he brought me.

Friday, we went grocery shopping once Claudia finally woke up.  Food shopping is one of those things I really enjoy, so it’s always a good day when I can do that.  Throw in some beautiful weather and making a few sales and it really was just a lovely day.

Sweet, sweet weekend.  No matter how good my week is, I am always excited for the weekend.  There is nothing better than boozy brunches, time with Stuart, and having help with the kids.  Saturday, we did our usual brunch routine and I played with makeup while Stuart handled some work stuff.  When he got back, we spent time outside grilling and listening to music.

Sunday was a lot like Saturday – brunch, makeup, grilling and hanging outside.  I started the day out by opening my Mother’s Day gifts though.  A stack of birthstone bangles to add to my Alex and Ani collection – PERFECT. They also brought me more flowers!  I got spoiled.

I mean, I don’t think my weekend could have been any better.  It was amazing.  Tell me about your Mother’s Day!

 

For My Mama – Love, Rhonda

Damn, mothering is hard.  Like, really hard.  I never really understood exactly what goes into parenting until I became a parent myself – I’m sure every parent can say that.  On a daily basis, I experience every emotion possible – joy, sadness, anger, frustration, anxiety, fear, love, contentment, and so on.  It is absolutely a rollercoaster ride.

It’s amazing to think back to my childhood and the way my mama was with us.  I can’t remember her ever losing her temper.  That isn’t to say she never lost it, but if she did, it didn’t stick with me.  Good god, I hope my kids don’t think back as adults and remember that I am an asshole most of the time.  Mama and Daddy lived traditional marriage roles and I honestly believe it was the best thing for us children.  She was always there when we got off the school bus, with a snack and hugs.  I always knew my mom would be there for me.  I still know that today.

As teenagers, my brother and I were absolute dreams.  I am not kidding – ask anyone with close knowledge of my family.  I didn’t go through the typical I-hate-my-mother phase that most teen girls do.  If anything, we were the closest in my teen years.  I knew that no matter what I was going through – boy trouble, friend drama, making a C on a test (yes I was the person who might cry over that), color guard stress – mama would have a listening ear and a shoulder to cry on.

 

Mama was always The Cool Mom.  “Shit” was always part of her vocabulary, she put me on birth control just because I had a boyfriend, she encouraged me to wear short-shorts and midriff tops (I refused both and wish I could go back and slap myself), and I never had a curfew.  And you know what?  I was so fucking well-behaved.  Sometimes I think back and roll my eyes because I totally missed out on the rebellious teenager experience.  Giving us so much space to make stupid mistakes really allowed us the freedom to discover ourselves and turns out, we were super good kids.  I didn’t drink until I was in college, I only had sex with my super-long-term boyfriends, and didn’t get into legal trouble until I was a parent myself.  I’ve still never done drugs.  I know that my mama contributed to my good behavior.  When parents smother their kids, kids rebel.  It wasn’t an issue in my household, as evidenced by the fact that I could stay at my boyfriend’s house until 1:00 am.  I was allowed to make these decisions.  My mama trusted me.  The feeling was mutual.

The way I was mothered has shaped the way I parent.  My kids are fully allowed and encouraged to fuck up.  It’s the only way we learn.  And holy shit, the woman is the best grandparent.  My grandmother was everything to my ENTIRE family and I couldn’t have imagined that my own mama would be just as amazing, but she really is.   I come from a long line of strong southern women and I wouldn’t be the crazy person I am today without that.

My mama taught me so many things, but the most important thing she taught me was self-confidence.  When I started developing, I would walk with my arms crossed over my chest and she told me to walk confidently.  Last year, I wore a bikini for the first time as a mother and I almost cried as I texted a picture to her.  She has been rocking bikinis since always.  And she really ROCKS it because she is confident.  I am glad she has taught me to love myself.

I love you, Mama, and I hope I can be as fucking crazy and strong as you.

Happy Mother’s Day – Love Ashley

It is almost impossible to know where to begin when I think about all the things I want to say to my Mom. Motherhood is such a complicated, messy, all consuming, stressful, frustrating, tear inducing, beautiful, heart melting, smile making, joyful, and euphoric business – where do you even start to talk about all those things?? Becoming a mother myself has made me a million times more grateful for my own mother. When I think of my mom, I think of how selfless and kind she is. I get frustrated with my children often. I can’t remember a single time in my life when my mom showed her frustrations with me. I’m under no real delusions that I was some golden child – and I also know for sure that there was at least ONE time that I brought her to tears (this instance involved my absolute objection to getting dressed…and a tiny toddler drama queen) – but she never ever made me feel like a burden or inconvenience. She always always made me feel loved, special, and important. She still does.

I know that she’s made countless personal sacrifices to make my life and my siblings’ lives better. I know that she loves without condition. I know that she is most happy when she knows her children are happy and well. I’m pretty sure that she is the most patient person I know. She’s lived with my Dad for the past thirty something years…so that is a big test in patience and understanding. For real. She withholds judgement and assumes innocence, until you prove over and over again malicious intent.

Not only is she an amazing Mother, but she is the best Grammy in the whole world. She treats my children as if they were her own. She loves them fiercely and they feel the exact same way about her. She asks to be around them. She makes time for them on a regular basis. She (and my Dad) have them over weekly – which is a treat for them and also an act of love toward me because it allows me to have some ‘me’ time.

I can’t imagine a better Mom than the mine. I know we probably all feel that way about our own mothers…and that’s perfectly fine. That’s wonderful. That’s the way it should be. I love you Mom. I hope you know that I admire you. I hope you know I see all the little things…all the big things…that you have done and continue to do for me – for Grace and Shane – and for those sweet babies that call you Grammy.

So, Happy Mother’s Day and I love you beyond measure.

Bottle It Up

I have long been a music addict.  Putting on some music is absolutely the best therapy there is… and the cheapest.  Heartbreak?  Turn up the music.  Anxiety?  Press play.  Anger?  Turn it up louder.

Music is also a motivator and a way to celebrate.  I do my best cleaning and my best partying when there is nonstop loud music.  There is rarely silence in our home, because we never turn off the music unless we are watching TV.

Above all else, for me music is a memory keeper.  I tie so many of my memories to songs.  A person, a moment… I can feel the emotions just by listening to a certain song.

Sam Hunt’s “Bottle It Up” really embodies what it feels like for me to bottle all my memories into music, then let them out at any given moment.  In the song, he wishes he just bottle up the memories and take a sip wherever he goes.  I just want to yell at him, YOU CAN!  Just press play, dude.

So any time I hear that song, I daydream about all the memories that I have made over the years.  Thank you Sam for bottling it up for me.

 

Ashley’s Front Porch Refresh

Hey y’all! Thanks for coming by. 🙂 As you probably guessed from that title..we are talking about my front porch today. Ashley’s front porch. Just to be clear. Apparently that’s confusing sometimes? Who’s writing…anyway.. 😉 Today, it’s Ashley. Well technically when you’re reading this…yesterday it was Ashley writing. 🙂 🙂 Details. Details. OOOOK so. Back to the matter at hand. The front porch! We use our front porch/front door every day. And it’s just been kind of blah for so long. I’ve wanted to do some things to make it just look prettier. Why? Because who doesn’t like a pretty living space to look at…and live in?? A bachelor guy. That’s who. He gives no fucks about what his living spaces look like. However, that’s a post for another day. And I. I am no bachelor. I decided to add a few touches to the front porch to bring it from barren to looking lived in and inviting.

See? Doesn’t that make a difference? Nothing huge. Just a few things. I worked with stuff I already had…and bought just a couple new things. Don’t worry we are about to get up close and personal with everything. Let’s dive in shall we?

I already had this sign. I got it from Kirklands around Christmas time? Yeah definitely Christmas. I think it’s fantastic, and speaks the truth. Also, it’s currently on sale for $4.97 (way less than what I paid) so grab you one. Like now.

I also already had both of these mats around. The chevron print one was inside though. I love the way they look layered together. They are both from target. (Arrow Mat – I can’t find the chevron mat online anymore)

Yup. That’s my shoe. Serious struggles trying to get that shot without my shoe in it. Just couldn’t make it happen. Anyhow. Where’d you get that stuff you’re wondering?? The black rocking chair was originally white. I’d painted it black waaaay back when Sophie was still in my belly. And the chair itself? Well I’ve had it since before Coop was born. My parents bought it for me to use in his nursery. It’s a classic piece really. Here’s one on Amazon.  The black rug, and black plant/side table are from Walmart. The tan/black rug and tan table topper are from Hobby Lobby. The pillow is Target. The frames and wall art are old things I’ve had for forever. I actually painted the canvases myself. The gray planter is from At Home.  I couldn’t find the actual one I bought on their site…but that link does take you to their selection of planters. The little bowl with the candle in it…I think it’s from TJ Maxx. I’ve had them forever.

Listen. There’s not even that much stuff on my porch..but at this point I’m just like. Damn. So many things to talk about. It’s like when you go to Target and have a tiny bag of stuff that cost you $100. Hoooowww?? Alright. Finished with that tangent. Back to the goodies you just drooled over. All the pots are ones I bought at Big Lots last summer. The little zebra bowl is the same as the one next to the rocking chair: oldie but goodie from TJ Maxx. The wooden crates are new purchases from Walmart. The print says “This Love is Extraordinary” and is something I’ve had for a long time. I made it myself as well. The little mirror is from a thrift store. All the plants are new. The big tree by the rocking chair was a gift from my Daddy. And when I say gift … I mean … I said “Hey. I like this plant. Can I have it??” and he of course said “Yes.” 🙂 Anyway. They are all new/new to me. So send them some good vibes. And maybe shoot me a reminder to water them. I’m so not a plant lady.

Anddd there’s an evening shot. Candles lit and sidewalk lights on point. Oh wait. One is not working. {{side eye emoji}} Those little sidewalk lights are new purchases from At Home. They are solar powered. We don’t keep the porch light on…so I figured these would be nice to have to illuminate the area at night…you know. When you are digging for your keys on a Friday night after a couple margaritas. In the dark. It’s frustrating. So yeah. Problem solved now. Looks like I’m replacing that one on the right though.

Whelp. That is all folks. Thanks for sticking through until the end. I hope you enjoyed it. Anyone else doing some living space updating around the house?

 

What We Wore

We are so glad you are here again to see what we have been wearing.  You can be guaranteed there will be denim, stripes, lots of black, and some big ass earrings.

Rhonda –

So I am going to start including my makeup looks when I wear it.  To me, it is just as much a part of an outfit as jewelry.

Tee: Old Navy men’s from last year, cut up by me. Jeans: Old Navy. Shoes: Target.

Swimsuit: Target. Solid black not available this year, but here it is in a print.

Tee: Amazon, no longer available. Shorts: Old Navy, not available. Shoes: Target.

Top: Old Navy. Choker: Icing. Shorts: Walmart. Shoes: Target.

Ashley –

Jacket: Target [similar] T-Shirt: Gas Station Disco Band Tee Pants: Jordache Skinnies Shoes: Walmart Sandals Earrings: N&S Brown Cutout

T Shirt: Cheap T Shirt from the Dollar Store lol cut up by me. I got it a couple sizes too big so that it would be loose. Bralette: Target Jeans: Distressed skinnies Just Black brand from StitchFix Shoes: Blush Gladiator sandals from Old Navy Earrings: N&S Black

Shirt: Biloxi Shuckers T Jeans: Jordache Skinnies Earrings: N&S Champagne Shimmer

LOOK Stripes and denim…as promised..and all in one outfit! 😉

Jacket: CATO oldie but goodie [similar] Shirt: Amazon Pants: Black Jeggings from Walmart [similar]  Shoes: Cowboy style Booties from Zappos  OLD [similar] Earrings: N&S Red

Sweater: Target Jeans: Jordache Skinnies Shoes: Plum booties Target no longer available….and the only similar ones I could find were over $100 – so not similar 😉 Earrings: N&S Gold

 

And that is all folks! Thanks so much for coming by! We are linking up with The Pleated Poppy – so check by there for some more outfit inspiration! Have a fabulous Hump Day. 🙂