Mish Mesh

Opening Ceremony top and skirt, Stuart Weitzman heels, Ray-Ban sunglasses, Chanel bag

There's a lot of things that I'm getting used to postpartum. I won't bore you with the post birth pain or the fact that my once youthful and beautiful lady bits now looks like what my best friend A.P. calls "huge flesh colored cauliflower." Yup, pretty much. However, it is funny to me all the things that are keeping me up and in. It's literally my little secret. I was out and about the other day when there was a gentleman cat caller screaming "give me some of that!" I don't think he knew what "that" was underneath my pink mesh outfit. Because I'm pretty sure he would have been grossed out by"that" had he seen that "that" was actually me in high waisted mesh underwear, giant triple maxi pads, an old lady girdle, a nursing bra, milk-leaking boobs and bleeding nipples. Yeah man, be careful what you wish for.

Svelte Metals and Hermes bracelet, Michael Kors watch, my own rings

Marchesa Notte Pre-Fall

dress c/o Marchesa, Christian Dior sunglasses, Stuart Weitzman shoes, Svelte Metals jewelry

How lucky am I to get to wear this Marchesa Notte Pre-Fall tulle and satin dream? Pretty lucky. I'm so excited to show you a piece from the pre-fall collection that is absolutely gorgeous. The tulle, the overlay, the beading and the wind make for a most perfect dress for a perfect evening out. My favorite thing in the world is a good leather jacket and I love tossing it on a ball gown to make myself look pretty but also a little badass. And that is what this dress is pretty badass. 

dress c/o Marchesa, Club Monaco leather jacket, Stuart Weitzman heels, Dior sunglasses, Svelte metals jewelry

Stuart Weitzman shoes

Svelte Metals jewelry

Svelte Metals cuffs and rings, my own rings

Tell Me I'm Wrong

Zara coat, Aritzia dress, Louis Vuitton bag, Proenza Schouler shoes, Ray-Ban sunglasses

A couple days ago I ran into my friend Joseph on the street that I had known many years ago. It was one of those amazing conversations that you have on a sunny day, where you catch up on all the things that you've done for the last three years. He was apparently a karaoke star in San Mateo now and I was about to take a last weekend trip that won't involve baby poop. So lots of exciting news. We talked for 20 minutes and then we hugged, made empty promises to get together soon and then went our separate ways. Except that when I left, I realized that I was not talking to my friend "Joseph"; I was talking to my friend "Isaac"! What the hell, I had been calling him Joseph for 20 minutes! "Joseph, you are so funny!" "Omg, Joseph, I totally remember that night!" "Joe, you're the best, let's get drunk on Rosé soon!" God bless Isaac, he didn't even have the heart to tell me when we left each other that I had called him the wrong name the whole time. That will, of course, be the last time we ever see each other, because there's really no explaining away the fact that I had forgotten his name and then randomly just made up some other name to call him. I mean what kind of friend is that? And what would I say the next time I see him? Oh hey, about the last time we spoke, sorry I forgot your name and then called you by some completely different name because that's the first thing that popped into my head?! I think it's better to let this friendship die than to put ourselves through that awkwardness. #notworthit. 

David Yurman, Svelte Metals and my own rings

Proenza Schouler shoes, Louis Vuitton bag

Maternity Not Mom

All Saints coat, For Love and Lemons dress, Zara heels 

I am so happy to be able to share some of my maternity photos. Maternity photos can be tricky because although you're going to be a mom, I didn't want to look like a mom ready for a stroller and vinyl bag that unfolds three times to catch vomit and poop. I also wasn't ready to go into a forest wearing a pink fairy silk crepe gown blowing in the wind and a flower crown as if I was going to give birth there and have butterflies pull my baby out. Unless the butterflies have a gigantic needle that goes into my spine with drugs in it, I don't think that's how my birthing story is going to end. I also decided against anything typical of a maternity shoot like belly kissing, hands into hearts, baby blocks, walking on the beach, and any baby items that were not gold. So, instead of the traditional "I'm hanging out in the woods with my husband on a Saturday morning" maternity shoot, I opted for something more me. I just wanted to look like I was walking around the city with my husband. In a sheer ballgown. And heels. And full make-up. And jewelry. Coincidentally, I'm holding my belly a lot. And I just happen to be pregnant. I think we captured that. 

Photos by Aika Cardin. Thank you Aika for making us look so good!

Svelte Metals bracelets, David Yurman and my own rings, Pottery Barn booties