Before I got pregnant, my style icon was basically The Dude. Well, the Dude if he also went to yoga almost every day of the week and didn't shower or change afterward. So pregnancy wasn't a huge shift for me. I quickly embraced full-panel maternity jeans and maternity tunic tops, wishing wistfully that I could wear them forever.
But then Emily was born, and the baby gifts began rolling in. And a lot of those gifts were outfits. And one day, while Em and I were hanging out on her playmat, I realized she was rocking a recent trend (distressed denim) while I was rocking mom jeans.
Introducing the outfit that started it all, here's Em in her distressed denim overalls, paired with a classic white T-shirt. Typical laid-back, girl-next-door cool. I, meanwhile, am rocking the mom jeans. Well, they're not exactly mom jeans, but they are high-waisted bootcuts, and they're typically paired with whatever the hell is hanging in my closet.
How We Do Non-Denim Casual
I basically wear the same pair of jeans every single day until they become so worn that one day I step out of the car on my way into a restaurant and realize that there is a massive hole in the crotch. When I'm not doing that, I'm making excuses for why I haven't changed out of my leggings from my yoga class earlier in the day. But when I'm not doing either of those things, I'm favoring loose, flowing skirts with elastic waistbands that forgive everything. EVERYTHING. Em, meanwhile, is really pulling off the tomboy chic look in West Point hoodies and baseball caps from the boys' section of the store and onesies that point out her already-obvious adorableness.
How We Do Bright Colors
When I was young, my mom used to bribe me with trips to the mall with the caveat that I would have to pick out more colorful apparel if I expected her to pay. Left to my own devices, I would only wear black and gray. Not much has changed, though I'll sometimes mix things up by wearing one bright top or accessory to provide a pop of color. Em, on the other hand, bravely embraces a mix of vibrant colors and patterns.
How We Do Dressy
I welcome the opportunity to fancy it up a bit. Really I do. But the flattering cut of my dress is often offset by the fact that I haven't done anything to my hair, I'm not wearing makeup, and I've opted for my usual, worn-out pair of flip-flops. (Heels? Over my dead body.) Emily is all understated elegance, whether she's wearing a pared-down, lace-cut number or lots and lots of ruffles. I think the main reason she has the upper hand, though, is because she's not old enough to have to deal with footwear.
How We Do Bedtime
The other day, I pulled on a new boxer-short-and-tank-top set I'd purchased for the summer and my husband made a comment about my "skimpy" PJs and propositioned me for sex. This is because he's used to seeing me in bulky, oversized sweatpants and plain, stretched out, racerback tank tops. Emily wins this round simply because she wears footie pajamas. And footie pajama always win. Even when she's not wearing footie pajamas, she looks smug.
How We Do Leggings
This is the only round I win. After all, I have a 30 percent teacher discount at Athleta. Also, I own leggings that are covered in cats. Beat that, baby! Em is a natural at pigeon pose, though, so I can only assume that, one day, the baby will surpass the master.
How do all of the other moms out there stack up when it comes to comparing wardrobes? Are you still one hot mama? Have you given up on your own wardrobe and put all your energy into making your kid look good? Do you see your child as a sartorial extension of yourself, relying on him or her to make the good fashion impression you yourself may or may not be making? Did you go out the other day wearing jeggings and 25 pounds of cat hair? (I did!)