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I see you. The woman, trying her hardest to be the best mother possible while struggling under the weight of mental illness. I see you, because I am you. As someone with severe anxiety and a bipolar diagnosis, I know firsthand how difficult it can be to just function on a daily basis, with or without
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This is a rambling post. Be warned. Once of the hardest things about dedicating so much time to Robert’s brand is that it isn’t about me anymore. I know how selfish that sounds, believe me, but I’m used to the one being known. I LOVED having a reputation as a wedding designer because it meant
I’ve noticed something disturbing recently, and it has to do with our expectations of what it is like to parent a child. That is, we automatically assume what it’s going to be like. There’s no push back; it’s just “well, that’s how it is.” For instance, the idea that babies won’t sleep through the night.
I envy people who have found a home in their church. I envy the community they have around them, the shared experience that brings them together. For all intents and purposes, science in my religion. Well, science and feminism. I’m not woo-y in any way, shape or form. While I am perfectly satisfied in my