There's a few colors I used to dislike. Or loathe. Or swear I'd never wear. Grey and purple both fall into that category. Grey seemed like a "nothing" color before it came "in" to fashion a few years ago. And the only purple garments I could picture in my head were a huge, broad-brimmed purple velvet hat with purple feathers and flowers, worn with a 70's style purple skirt suit, to church on Easter Sunday by a mature middle-aged woman.
Kind of like this (currently for sale on Ebay, if you're interested).
Or, God bless her soul, QE2.
Now, while both of these women are incredibly beautiful in their own way, I wasn't prepared to look quite like this, and thus I swore to never wear purple, because this was my only concept of it.
So in the last couple years, "plum" has become a popular color. And I have actually accumulated quite a few things this color in my wardrobe. Like these.
The one I'm wearing today was effective in concealing a tiny baby bump when I wasn't ready to show it yet. And I have to say, sometimes colors grow on you. Now I'm still not a fan of a bright, royal purple (yet), but I love these soft plum purples. They are feminine without being pink.
And grey, well all I can say about that, is the few items of grey in my wardrobe are not enough for me. I "need" a grey pencil skirt, and grey shorts a little longer and dressier than the ones I'm wearing today. I have a LOT of grey blouses I wore when pregnant, so many that I realized I needed to stop collecting grey maternity blouses.
Having a baby, that grows on you too. It's this incredible shock to the system, a double whammy of ecstasy/love/passion/delight and exhaustion/despair/overwhelming. But after the first two months passed, we grew on each other. It got easier. It got less overwhelming and more amazing every day. I am so blessed.
And just like I got used to wearing grey and purple, I can get used to
wearing spit up. (Thankfully, today's lumpy white mess that Jax
deposited on my shoulder JUST as we walked outside to take photos, is
concealed in the pattern of my blouse). I no longer change clothes for a spit-up mess. Just scrub it off, and move on. I love being a mommy.
HERS | Blouse thrifted (Merona by Target) | Tank Old Navy | Shorts Target | Shoes Crocs Adrina Flip | Necklace Claire's
HIS | White tee/onesie Carters | Overalls Organically Grown
