Personal Stylist Notes
Travel is exhausting.
But so is taking care of a puppy.
When you combine the two, it's a bit overwhelming. Hence, the lack of postings in April, May and June.
While I'm not sure I can recall where I've been and what I've done, it's been phenomenal. However, it's time to throw in the towel for a couple of weeks. I've never allowed myself the opportunity to take a step back. Ever. The fact that I haven't posted but three times in June (including this post) tells you just how insane life is at the moment.
With many deep breaths, I will get to the other side. Little by little, the normal routine will come back. Until then, being and doing in the moment is where I am.
Photo from Porter magazine, Cate Blanchett
The month of May seems to have surpassed December in terms of schedule craziness. Each year takes on a new level of insanity. There are days when I can't remember if I've eaten lunch.
Summer is around the corner. And while I'd like to think I will be able to slow down, I don't see that happening. Which means, I clearly need to do a better job of taking care of myself. Hello, mani/pedi. Hello, spa gift cards that I haven't had time to book. Hello, soul-feeding books that I can't find time to read.
Today there is no excuse. Today, I am scheduling me time.
For those in the same boat, take your stand and join me.
Photo from unknown source
It didn't escape me.
It was just, well, busy.
As active as this season has been, I still feel horrible for not posting a shout out to all the remarkable, strong, beautiful mothers (of both human and furry children) on their special day. As the trees bud and the flowers bloom, it's a great reminder of how fresh and wonderful a mother's love is. And always will be.
What's great about this time of year, is that it brings out even the youngest of my clients. I've had the pleasure of working with graduates over the past few weeks, both high school and middle school. These young ladies are awesome — just like their mothers! While they start off trying to please me, thinking it will please their mothers, they soon feel comfortable adhering to my shopping rules: you must love it; no compromising, no matter what.
The mothers of these awe-inspiring teens feel a huge sense of relief, knowing the end result is achieved without pressure, stress or argument. I love that they trust me. And I love that it's such a fun and amazing experience for all.
As a mother myself, I understand the importance of positive role models. Even if that means I play mediator, that's okay. Everyone wins, after all.
Photo from Silverandlemon, Bianca Balti and daughter, 2013, in Dolce and Gabanna
Good morning. Good afternoon. Good evening.
Good gracious — I have to get that all in, as I don't know the next time I will.
Welcome to puppyhood, right? Exhausting. My new baby, Bo (19 weeks), is a love. Sweet, fun and learning the ropes. But boy is having a puppy work! Juggling clients, kids' schools + sports and raising/training a puppy has my head spinning. Sleep isn't something I get much anymore. And how long does the chewing stage last? Forever, I think.
Regardless, it's worth it. Though, George (our cat) would disagree.
All this to say that sometimes we don't get to everything we plan to. We bite off more than we can chew (why did I agree to style a photo shoot and take more kids home from lacrosse practice than I started with the very first week of bringing Bo home?). I am trying to keep things the same, normal. A routine. And the new routine includes my neighbors hearing me say "Bo, go potty" a million times a day.
But sometimes we don't get to everything we plan to. I was reminded of this just this morning in Pure Barre class. One of my friends said, "Drop the guilt, Bo doesn't have to be glued to you 24/7." True. Which means, I need to allow myself some me time. Though, it's nearly impossible to find at the moment.
I am grateful for this new addition to our family. Bo is the best — he greets every dog and human that passes our way. He loves the car (nap inducing). He potties on command (almost). He snores louder than my husband (when my husband has his 'machine' on). He loves me to the moon and sun and back. So blessed, I am. And I can celebrate because I actually got to wash my hair today.
*This good looking pup is why it's been a little quiet on the blog front.
It's still resort season.
And after a busy week with clients, a top secret shoot and battling a cold, I am feeling the need to let my mind escape — to somewhere tropical.
While I have another month before I actually take off to paradise, there's no reason why I can't dream about it, and live vicariously through my clients as I pack them for trips. Just the thought of palm trees, the warmth of the sun and soaking in a lot of laziness, brings me to life!
Photo from Elle Denmark