In honor of being just beyond Memorial Day and everyone else having a ton of gorgeous vacation photos except me because...Read More
Slipping away from reality, loosing track of time, naps in the middle of the afternoon. Such is the life when on vacation. Each year when we visit my Papou in Florida, we savor the moments where it’s not looked down upon to have a drink at 2 PM…where you aren’t sure what day it it…and it’s acceptable.
Our souls need it, really. I think in a culture where we’re so preoccupied (and consumed) with time, it’s nice to just let it go. (As Elsa would say!)
At first, it’s hard to do. We fight it, carrying our phones, checking the weather, setting alarms, not wanting to miss out…but then, by the end of our trip, I’d left my phone in the condo, only telling time by how close the sun is to the horizon.
As the trip goes on, I start to find myself wanting to wear softer, more comfortable pieces. Thankfully, I’ve started curating my closet to reflect this GRAVE CONCERN so I’m never having to decide whether I want to eat all the food OR look good in a dress. I want it all, ok? And I’m not apologizing for it.
This SUNO dress is everything I could want in a vacation vacation outfit. It’s the silkiest silk, the prettiest pattern and lots of room around for when the waiter stops by with the dessert menu. I fell in love with SUNO last year, but their pieces are a little out of my price range, so I was thrilled when Rent the Runway started caring them!
Best of all, I didn’t even have to worry about packing this piece (how does one even pack a silk dress without getting it wrinkled? I certainly don’t know!) I had them mail it to my Papou’s condo so it was there when I arrived. It couldn’t have worked out more perfectly.
Also - goes anyone else find themselves wearing less and less makeup as the trip goes on? First day, I get super dolled up for dinner. The next night, I might blow dry my hair. By the third night, I let my hair air dry and swipe on a little gloss before dinner.
Maybe it’s the beachy happiness that starts to really soak in…or maybe it’s the natural tan that finally starts to show itself that gives way to feeling ok about not slathering my face in concealer…but there’s something so beautiful to me about letting the sun soak into your soul. Don’t you think?
I’m gonna be real with you for a moment here. I haven’t worked out in like a month. And as we all know, I’m someone who tries SO HARD to eat healthy but consistently gains weight when she glances at a sweet treat (this is a real condition and I definitely have it.)
A little backstory as to why I haven’t worked out lately - 9 years ago (very close to this very day actually), I was playing soccer. And by playing soccer I mean trying to stay alive on the soccer field, running around like a crazy person trying to kick a ball in the right direction.
After the game, I spotted him across the field. He has SO good looking, tan, curly blonde hair. I tried playing it coy (not like the desperate-for-love girl I was inside) and kicked around the soccer ball with my friend. He sauntered over (with all the swagger), and started goofing off with us. He had this super bright idea of jumping on my back for a piggie-back ride (as only a high-schooler would) and something terrible happened. There was a pop and a thump (me falling to the ground.)
LONG STORY SHORT, I had torn my ACL and MCL. I had surgery that summer and then married the man who essentially tore my ACL 6 years later. As one does.
Anyway, it recently became inflamed and I’ve been in a ton of pain for the last few weeks, and that’s why my legs have been in hiding. Because they’re growing larger by the minute. JOKES. But really.
So if you’ve seen me living in jeans or maxis like this one lately, you’ll know why. ;) In fact, I'm sharing some of my favorite maxis that you can shop below (since the one I'm wearing is sadly sold out!) Happy Friday, friends!