Being a style blogger can be fun, and I'll be honest... some days it's the only thing that gets me dressed. Without a job to go to or regular interaction with adults - leggings and ratty jeans look mighty appealing in the morning (especially when you don't get a decent night of sleep... which I basically haven't gotten in, oh, about 6 years).
But there are other days when my husband gets home from work and I hand him the camera with a big old grumpy face and being a style blogger loses its luster (as in, "if you don't take my picture right now so I can finally put some yoga pants on then this momma is going to self combust"). Then I glance around the yard and say... this spot, same as yesterday? This spot with kind of a white blooming tree in the background? This spot, no the grass seems dead here. This spot, I think we shot here the day before. This spot, ah, hell... who cares.
Sometimes my kids break the ice by being absolutely off the wall naughty and crazy - knowing full well that both parents are busy. Kids are smart like that.
Other times the wind blows just so... and you can't help but say a little prayer in gratitude. Thank you God for not making this the most boring photo shoot ever. And thank you also for showing off the gorgeous pattern in my new vintage scarf. Amen.
Nothing like a little friendly breeze. What more can a style blogger ask for?
Scarf, Vintage Liberty of London found at American Apparel (score!) (similar)
Top, H&M (similar)
Nail Polish, Essie in Masquerade Belle