Month: August 2007
Now that my daughter actually has hair (kind of) my latest obsession is tracking down cool hair clips for her with the hopes that one day she might actually let me put one on her. It’s a cheaper hobby than shoe shopping, that’s for sure.
While I love diving into the cozy cashmeres and comfy knits again, I hate saying goodbye to all the bright, promising floral prints of Spring. So when I found the little girl’s Blossom Keyhole Tunic at Abe Jones, my finger edged towards that "buy" button without a second thought.
I’ve got quite a few friends who are expecting October or November babies and heck, that’s not really too far off. I need to get my gift-giving head out of summer romper land and start considering more appropriate suggestions.
I really dig that the Mod-1970s thing has made a comeback, if only so my son can grow up with groovy items, just like the ones his old mom had when Marsha Brady was trying out for cheerleader.
As a musician with way too many closets full of instruments, I’ve got a soft spot for kids threads that show off our love of all things melodic.
We’ve all been huge admirers (slash patrons) of Lucina ever since we discovered their unbelievably gooooorgeous jewelry that just so happens to help make the word a better place.
I’m always of the mind that you can never be without a blanket when you’ve got kids. I’d sooner leave the house without a spare diaper than without a spare blanket. I’m not exaggerating.
Children of the seventies: If you’ve ever crashed out in a bean bag chair in front of the Partridge Family, raise your hand. Yep, me too.
I have learned in a relatively short time that kids love anything with their names on it. It doesn’t matter if it’s spelled out in English, Greek, or hieroglyphics–in which case you could kind of fake it, come to think of it. There’s no better gift.