These days I'm super into button up shirts. As a nursing mom who (going back to my blog roots) hates nursing clothes but still has to feed her baby, button-ups are my go-to. Wearing one over a nursing bra or seamless (nursing) tank is the most convenient way to feed on the go. Easy access is key and you can unbutton only as far as you need to slip one side out, so its a fairly modest option. This is nice for me because Roman hates being covered like by a scarf or nursing cover when he's eating. So my uniform has been jeans, booties, button-ups (button-downs? is there a difference?) These shoes are so cute I bought them years ago and never wore them until recently. When I was purging my closet during my pregnancy I almost got rid of them but decided to keep them and now I wear them so often that I just bought myself the same pair in black.
Now. I want to talk about my hair for a minute.
The day before I shot this look I got my hair cut and colored. If you follow me on instagram or snapchat you probably know that I usually get my hair cut by Anh Co Tran at the Ramirez | Tran Salon in LA. I had been growing my hair out for years. When I was in about the 4th grade, I cut my hair into a teeny bob. It was short like that (and shorter) until I was about 21 years old and I decided to start growing my hair out. It was a lengthy (no pun intended) process filled with a journey to find the right stylist, extensions, and my inner battle of whether I want to be blonde or a redhead. Eventually (like 3 years ago) my own hair (sans weave) was finally long and beautiful and I loved it. But as a girl who grew up without long hair, I never learned to do anything to my hair, so I was always really bored with it.
I did however, MASTER the messy bun.
Seriously though, I joked that the reason I decided to cut my hair was because the day Roman was born I put my hair in a bun and never took it out. I just never had the time to do ANYTHING with my long hair. So I found myself in Beverly Hills back in February asking Anh to give me the chicest mom cut out there. He succeeded (obviously) and I left LA with a great new look feeling refreshed.
But then less than 2 months went by and I had to come to grips with reality, having short hair means more frequent haircuts. I mean I got mine cut like every 4-5 months when I wore it long. So I knew I had to find someone in San Diego. I got seriously lucky because I just asked my boyfriend Alec who he sees. I knew he had just started going to a new girl and he really liked her, so I lurked her instagram and decided to give it a go. I mean, its just hair, it will grow back. *GULP*
But seriously except for when I found Anh I have never been so happy with my cut and color right first try with a hairdresser. I decided to go more platinum blonde and shorter so my cut would last, but I'm glad I walked away without having a panic attack!
Thank you to Haley at Huxley Salon for the fab new look! xx