If blogging more had been my resolution last year, I would not have called it a success.

If blogging more had been my resolution this year, well, I've failed again.

But it wasn't, and it isn't, and at some point I had faith enough to renew my domain, so here we are.

Why, though? Why do I have a blog?

It isn't to make money. And it isn't to get free stuff. Though, I will write glowing reviews for So Delicious Cashew Milk Cookies and Cream ice cream if they want to send any my way. Look, I'm writing it without free product, I love it so much.

I started this blog when I needed time for myself and something resembling a hobby, but I wasn't entirely sure the direction I wanted it to take. So I just wrote a little bit of everything.

Along the way, I've realized more of what I want to write about, and what I need to write about. It might not be appealing to many, and that's okay, but I feel it's important to be authentic.

I also feel it's important to share outfit inspiration, so look forward to three ways to wear yoga pants coming this week. Maybe.

More toward the point (except, my wearing of yoga pants is authentic, so I guess I mean "in addition to that point") is that I believe in authenticity.

I believe in authenticity so much that if I were fourteen years younger, I'd probably have the word tattooed somewhere on my body. Instead, I just have a star that means as much to me now as it did at the time I got it: nothing.

I believe in being authentic and true to ourselves, even as we evolve and grow more into the person we are always becoming.

I believe we all have our stories, woven as we come into our own, stretch, and grow, shaped by our experiences and perspective unique to us.

There is power in sharing our stories, and learning from one another.

There is strength that comes in realizing we aren't alone.

I can't tell you the number of times I've come across someone's story, or had them share it with me, only to realize there was a common thread. It's almost healing, in some instances, to find out you're not alone when you thought you were.

I want to share more stories. I want to share more from the heart. It might not be for everyone, but there are people who need to know they aren't alone. That's my intention moving forward.

I legitimately, and sincerely, appreciate outfit inspiration posts. Particularly when I'm wondering what I should wear after two days in the same pair of yoga pants.


People have feelings about leggings as pants.

Strong feelings- like, don't talk about politics, religion, or leggings at family holiday dinners.

And it's not just feelings about leggings as pants, but leggings in general.

There's the pearl clutching, covering their husband's and son's eyes (because heaven forbid they exercise some form of self control) sort of feelings.

And the "so long as her shirt covers her butt and is loose enough to not warrant pearl clutching and eye covering" sort of feelings.

I know this is true because I've read more than a few blog posts shaming leggings and the women who choose to wear them.

Then, on the other side, we have the feelings of those who swear by leggings, those who live in leggings, and those who search high and low for the perfect pair of leggings as evidenced by the "Best black leggings under $99!" posts.

Personally, I prefer leggings. It's a combination of needing to run after little kids all day/becoming irritable after wearing jeans for longer than six hours/thicker thighs and butt that has me buying them more and more. (If you're wondering, my favorite pair is from Costco and less than $20. Sorry, no affiliate link.)

Why do I bring this up?

Because it's sweater weather. Like, legitimately.

We're past the false alarm that was September/early October. We're no longer wearing a sweater in the morning like dressing for autumn is our damn job, just to be sweating by noon.

Hallelujah, we're now in the safe zone of sweaters, boots, and what do we wear with sweaters and boots?

Ding ding ding- leggings would be one correct answer.

With the pitchforks that come from some at the sight of leggings as pants, it's an answer that needs some defending, and I'm feeling like doing just that.

So here it is.

I'm not going to appeal to any high moral ground.

I'm not going to attempt to deconstruct any "modesty" argument (not today, anyway).

I'm not going to tell you why men are capable of respecting women regardless of what they are, or aren't, wearing.

I'm just going to leave it at this:

Leggings can function as pants, whether a woman has a booty or not.

Leggings are acceptable with sweaters, even if the sweater isn't knee length.

You're going to see a lot of women wearing leggings out and about.

If you have a problem with it, kindly fuck off.


Raising awareness, increasing support

My middle child is three, almost four.

She just started her second year of preschool, and her third year of speech therapy (given the fact she will talk to you for ask long as you'll listen, and her impressive use of adverbs, you might not guess she had a severe language delay).

Her classroom is already filled with friends- old ones from last year and new ones she's just met. It's not in her nature to let classmates be acquaintances. Everyone is her good friend, and she packs her backpack with cards and pictures she's drawn to pass out to them weekly. She taught herself to sign her name on her own.

Her latest hobby is puppet making- meticulously sticking eyes and wings to old socks and brown paper sacks then hiding behind the sofa and putting on a show for her siblings.

She's delightful, to say the least.

She's determined. She knows what she wants out of life and she goes for it with everything she has. She asks questions about everything, and she loves to learn.

At three, she doesn't yet understand what alcohol is.