Patent shoes & Mama Stripes

Surrounded by bags, boxes and Lyla's toys I am taking a moment to appreciate where I am and the person I am here with, at this time in my life. My life is pretty sweet at the moment and I am beyond grateful for the people who have made it this way. 

Anyway, now to the actual post. Lyla got this dress as a gift for her birthday. At the time it was way to big for her, now it fits her perfectly, if not a little snug around her belly. (Baby bellies = beyond cute). It never ceases to amaze how much a baby can change in such a short space of time. She has about 10 words now, sings the Peppa pig theme tune and despite holding my hand in these pictures can take at least 8 steps unaided.

Her dress is from Gap and her adorable little patent shoes are from Penny's. I think my goal in life is to find a way of wearing patent shoes with socks myself, without looking like a twat. 
Until then I'm pretty happy with these little Zara ankle boots. They aren't leather like my 6387 other pairs of boots, so I feel like I'm progressing with being a bit more experimental sartorially. 

Although the stripes and black Mac style jacket might beg to differ.

The shorts are actually a play suit that I have decided is too young for me (THIRTY THIS WEEK!) but with a jumper covering the low plunge line you'd never know.

Emma: Playsuit - Urban Outfitters, Jumper - Zara, Jacket - H&M, Shoes - Zara

Lyla: Dress - Gap, Cardigan - Pennys, Shoes - Pennys

Did I mention I'm THIRTY this week!?!?

Life Lessons from a Toddler

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*Silly Mummy Moment*

Getting a little bit emotional about Lyla learning to walk. Not because it means she's growing up (which, by the way, is happening way to fast), and not because parenting is involve a lot more chasing; but because of what I'm learning from her. 

Toddlers have so many traits we all aspire to as adults. Motivation, courage, perseverance; no matter how many times that child has fallen down she will get right back up again. 

Failure is not part of her vocabulary (admittedly that stretches to about 5 words at the moment!). She wants to walk, and she is going to keep on trying until she does.
Same with using a spoon. I spend an inordinate amount of time scrubbing weetabix (which is a motherf-er to clean) off her face; my face; the floor; the wall; the window... but the lack of food going into her mouth doesn't even deter her from trying. 

I was at an up styling class yesterday and I couldn't get the hang of one of the styles. (A vintage wave) 

After about half an hour of trying I was ready to give the mannequin a crewcut. I took out my phone and started scrolling through Instagram, I looked at my latest picture, the one above with Lyla walking holding my hand, and got a bit of a reality check. 

I am the worst for letting failure get to me. I have an awful habit of giving up when I find something too difficult and have thought to myself, on many occasions, that I hope Lyla isn't a quitter. Failure, or fear of failure has held me back from doing so many things I could have been great at. It is something I am acutely aware of, and have been proactively trying to fix. This quote is repeated in my head on a daily basis.

                                                                                                                                           Image via Lucy & Lola Creations

Anyway, I put my phone away and tried the style again. And again. And again and again and again, until I created something that vaguely resembles the wave. (Here it is) It was far from perfect, but I was happy enough to have overcome my difficulties and gotten the technique down. Now its about practicing that technique to perfect it. I'm not there yet, but I will get it.

And I have to thank my 15 month old for teaching me this important lesson.

This is the theme tune to this post...if you ignore Aaliyah's dating advice (and diamante choker) and just listen to the chorus. Anyway, tune. 

Summer Dressing

We have been absolutely spoilt with the weather here in Dublin the past few weeks. I think 'I'm sweating' has been my most used phrase. I wouldn't be a sun worshipper (I just get freckles) but I'm not complaining. The sun allows for bare legs and sandals, win win. 

So, here is a long overdue #whatiwore to a BBQ/going away party. I've been dying to wear this khaki Zara skirt which I picked up a couple of weeks ago in the sales for 17euro (I think). Its perfect for me, pockets because I feel a bit lost without them, and the perfect length, longer being better because I'm a mother now, I don't do short. 

Obviously because I was a guest at the BBQ it started lashing and got quite cold, despite being so sunny all week. Luckily I had my trusty black H&M mac I picked up in their sales last winter (seeing a pattern here?)

Lyla likes to get involved in picture taking. She's been working on her poses. It was Pride at the weekend so she wore her tie-dye dungaree's with her fave red patent shoes (only 4 Euro in Penny's) to show her love to the gay people of Dublin. 

Emma - Top/Skirt - Zara, Jacket - H&M, Shoes/Sunglasses - Pennys, Necklace - Cultofyouth

Lyla - Cardigan/Top - Next, Dungarees - Gift from Thailand? (or somewhere in Asia), Shoes - Pennys

Summer Dressing

Goodbye huge winter coat. I love you, but we need a break!

Hello bare legs and sunglasses! 

What a gorgeous weekend. One spent in the park watching the joy and curiosity on my 10 month old's face as she experienced more firsts. This time, grass under her feet and feeding the ducks for the first time.

More and more I find the simplest things are the most fun.

Lyla is at a great age, noticing everything around her. This is making her Mom open her eyes too and enjoy all the simple moments of life, and what it is right there and then.

The sun helps too. I am on a serious happy buzz this week and excited for all the fun this summer is going to bring! 

Anyway, in real life I'm transparent with a tinge of blue, so fake tan is a must for these brighter days. Especially if I want to go tight free and wear dresses such as this one. Which I do, because its from Zara, and striped. Basically everything I go for in an item of clothing. 

If you follow any other 'fashion moms' (not that I consider myself a fashion mom...but y'know) you will notice stripes are a staple. The dominant element of our uniform. I don't know why exactly but its just what we do. 

The jumper is an old Topshop one I found in the back of Jamie's wardrobe in his parents house. It was probably a bit unnecessary considering how warm it was, but I just don't trust Irish weather.

The boots are the ones worn here and will probably be the ones worn in most outfit posts because I live in them. 

Summer makes dressing so much easier. I tend to slack off a bit in winter because everything is covered by layers upon layers of clothing (49 layers if you're me because I'm eternally cold)...and a coat...and a scarf.

I'm on a bit of a savings buzz at the moment so most of clothes will be re worn oldies, including a little white maternity dress I wore when 9 months pregnant. I think it will look better this time round with a golden tan and cropped leather jacket.

Roll on summer, for stylish adventures with my little pal. 

                                                                          xx