Pour Some Sugar on Me

Pour Some Sugar on Me

I’m not crazy about saccharine-sweet girls’ clothes. Too much pink and lace and I start to get a toothache. But real sugar? Bring it on, baby.The wearable treats from MFA turned mom/designer Jennifer Talbot’s b.delicious feature scrumptiously soft...
Coats to the Back of the Closet

Coats to the Back of the Closet

Our lawn is covered in snow – again – but the calendar doesn’t lie: Spring really is right around the corner. While I’m looking forward to wagon rides to the park, I’m not excited about coaxing the girls into their coats, which I will...
God Save the Feet

God Save the Feet

For a woman like me with an utter and undeniable shoe fetish, it absolutely blows my mind that my daughter owned a single pair of shoes until she was actually walking. Who was this practical mom? And will she please stay away until after baby #2 comes along in a...
The Dingo Ate My Baby!

The Dingo Ate My Baby!

Sometimes we just find a kids tee that makes us laugh so hard, we’d be remiss if we didn’t share it with the world – even if our first instinct is to keep it for ourselves. That’s just how we felt about this "bad dingo" design from...
Encourage Her Shoe Fetish

Encourage Her Shoe Fetish

I’m a minimalist when it comes to dressing babies: No jewelry, no fancy hats, and no booties. My girls didn’t wear shoes until they could walk, and I still grin at the professional portraits we have of them with bare toes peeking out from underneath their...
These Booties are Made for Crawling

These Booties are Made for Crawling

With a baby born smack-dab in the middle of a hot Mississippi summer, there was nary a pair of booties to be found in my house. But when Idiscovered I was having a January baby this time around, up in the Northeast no less,you better believe the first thing I did was...
Mod Onesies, Mod-Era Prices

Mod Onesies, Mod-Era Prices

If my mother wants to buy my girls clothes from Neiman Marcus, who am I to argue? But you won’t find me in there. Yeah, I’m practical. Maybe too practical. I want the cute designs you see on designer onesies, but it’s so hard for me to shell out the...
Twinkle Toes

Twinkle Toes

I think that most every girl dreams of being a ballerina at some point. I did, even as I was rolling in mud puddles or pummeling a soccer ball. I confess in fact that I still harbor fantasies of a steamy pas de deux with Baryshnikov. Oh, Misha. If only. If your two to...
Kimono My House

Kimono My House

I go by that old shopping adage that if you’re unsure about something, walk away; if you’re still thinking about it the next week, it was meant to be. (I also sometimes go by the adage, what the hell, it’s only money, but that’s between me and...
Sleep, Beautiful Sleep

Sleep, Beautiful Sleep

I remember browsing the web for infant sleep sacks when I was pregnant and thinking, great concept, lame-o execution. It’s not that they didn’t work, it’s just that they were…how do I say this delicately…ugly? Or plain at best. Finally...