What does a mom look like? At its core, Not A Rose Girl is about defying this question and redefining motherhood and mom style. We believe that beauty comes from the inside, but also that your style shouldn't die when you become a mother. (We don't turn into pumpkins once we pop out that baby, right, say it isn't so!) We've heard all this before, but where does that leave us? Not A Rose Girl looks at how we can use style–and the confidence that comes with it–to feel more ready to take on the day, to be more inspired and to act with more intention.
We’re decidedly not perfect, and nor do we want you to be. We’re not 100% anything, other than human.
And actually, we think that’s what makes us all so beautiful.
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Recently, I stumbled upon the delightful concept of "pebbling." No, it’s not about collecting rocks—though that has its own charm (especially if you ask my little ones!)—but rather the act of sharing memes, links, and videos with friends and family.
I’ve always loved the idea of doing Christmas pictures at a tree farm, and this year I finally made it happen when NJ-based photographer Katy Firstov reached out to me about doing a holiday family mini session.
Is there a better time than Spring to give yourself this gentle reminder: Nurture your life like a garden.
Dearest Reader, did you miss me? And by “me” I mean the glittering gowns, the sideburns, the kissing, and of course the splashy Vitamin String Quartet covers guiding us through another social season in ton.
Before I completely switch gears to spring content, I wanted to share one last cheerful winter outfit with you, dear readers.
Here we are… deep into the first week of the new year and I’m just now editing photos from Christmastime and sitting down to reflect on 2021.
I’ll forever be #teamsummer, but there is something about autumn that inspires me to stop and appreciate my walks around the neighborhood more so than any other season, as the leaves crunch underneath my feet and the brisk chill in the air is a welcome one.
Yesterday we walked through a field of lavender, just before a summer rainstorm. The downpour lasted precisely 15 minutes and the muskiness of rain combined with sweet lavender notes in an alchemy of seasonal magic.
I looked at my calendar today and it really sunk in – IT’S AUGUST! Is anyone else’s head spinning from this?
There’s something undeniably enchanting about September—the way the world starts to slow down, the air turns crisp, and the landscape transforms into a vibrant tapestry of reds, oranges, and yellows.