The Bean Wears This

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 Sticky Cheeks: Jam on Hawthorne, Hat: Gap, Sweater: H&M, Chambray: Gap, 
Pants: H&M, Shoes: Zara

And this is why a "Baby Sartorialist," does not exist.

Dressing/documenting toddlers is like herding cats. 

Angry, apple-juice covered, striped sweater-wearing, nap-skipping...cats. 

xoxo

{Bon Bon}

Face Serum: DIY

During my time in NYC, {and thanks to my friend J.J's stash of luxury beauty products}, I discovered the added beneficial bonus of [this] face serum. 

Especially, since I'm a cheapskate {genius} who packed a week's worth of shtuff into a carryon and that week's worth of shtuff did not involve any of those pesky liquid 3.4oz-ers. 

Not that I own any of those bottles of liquid gold or anything to begin with.

I'm truly a simple girl at heart.*  

Soap, water, and toothpaste.

I can go even simpler. 

No.Running.Water.Hole.In.The.Ground.Toothpaste.Is.Too.Expensive.

Use.A.Twig.Instead** 

But, I'd be lying if I said that seven days full of Shiseido, Chloé, Chanel, and Estée Lauder all over my body didn't make me happy and glowing and want to jump into the nearest taxi and say,  "Giddy-up, Charles. Once around the park!" 

In a British accent.

{Although, the Chanel facial cleanser mainly made me mad as I slathered my face because it reminded me of how I'd much rather be slathering one of their handbags on my face instead} 

However, that serum was kind of fantastic. 

Until, I saw the price and realized the Bean would have to become an indentured servant to Mrs. Estee Lauder herself and spend the rest of his days working off my night repair serum debt while living in the factory as a product tester. He'd have fabulous skin...but, no. 

Out of my Sephora cart it went. 

And then out of my Amazon moment of weakness cart, it went, again.

and again.

All this to say: I made my own face serum. 

Stick it to the man!*** 

Americuh! 

...

My "Hubba Hubba" Skin Serum has Jojoba {carrier oil}, Lavender {essential oil}, and Vitamin E. 

Check [here] for more info and recipes!

xoxo

{Bon Bon} 

*Even though I have a Sephora Beauty Insider Card. 

**Shout out to four months in Rwanda.

***Literally. The man. {Leonard Lauder I'm talking to you}

The Bean Wears This

Beanie: H&M, Sweatshirt: H&M, Vest: Old Navy, Pants: H&M, Shoes: Zara

We like to call this the "One Less Lonely Girl" outfit. 

Which is ironic, because there will, indeed, be a lot of lonely girls for quite a long time.

{He's not dating anyone until, oh, 2045} 

Especially after these photos. 

There's a hint of "smolder" in that last one.

Sheesh. 

xoxo

{Bon Bon}

Mom Jeans

Boots: Thrifted, Jeans: Kut, Chambray: Target, Sweatshirt: DIY

That sneaky 25th year of life is creeping up on me. 

Twenty. Five.

Otherwise known as,

Holy. Cow. 

Which is almost Thirty. And practically Forty. 

With a hint of Fifty.

My wide bootcut denim is quickly becoming a gateway jean to tapered elastic SNL skits involving Tina Fey. 

Breathe in. Breathe out. 

Just numbers. Silly old numbers. Nothing more, nothing less. 

Who am I kidding, 

 I've always been somewhat of an old soul anyway. 

At age 10 {and apparently going on 110}, I dressed up as George Frideric Handel for Halloween.
Complete with powdered wig.

And parts of my beauty routine now, involve Elizabeth Arden for goodness' sake. 

...

But some parts still involve Bonne Bell.

And the closet part is involving a whole lot of Forever 21. 

Crap. 

xoxo

{Bon Bon}

DIY: Polka Dot Dot Dot

{Seriously. He's licking it. Willy Wonka was right.}

Our little whim wham family has been in the new-old house going on four months now, which is plenty of time to get unpacked, settled in and have the cupboards fully stocked and memorized. 

We even have our favorite corners to pile up dirty laundry and secret drawers to stack junk mail. 

The true definition of mi casa.

Of course, the main reasons to cross those t's and dot those i's  on our mortgage papers were things like, "wall decor", "linens", "paint swatches", and "tchotchkes!" 

{Daniel, I'm speaking for the both of us on this one, right?}

I'll admit, it has been slow going with time/budget/motivation in tiny bursts here and there. 

{"ONE ROOM AT A TIME!" is my new life motto

as I scour Craigslist for Restoration Hardware knockoffs} 

Although, this morning's french press left me full of unbridled energy to DIY. 

Something. Anything.  

Bedroom Wall. I pick you! 

Slowly and randomly, the house is becoming our home. 

...

{I'd share the polka dot "tutorial," but it's so easy a caveman could do it and if I tell you, you'll write it down in your diary and laugh about it later. BUT, if you reallllly want to know my super secret $6 polka dot wall keys to success, email thewhimwhamlife@gmail.com and I'll let you know. Shhhhh}

xoxo

{Bon Bon}

Rewind

This. This is what Bean looked like around this time last year. This!

He was chubby, rotund, and all the best kinds of squishy.

It was his season of life to eat-to-live-to-eat, catch up on seven seasons of Dexter, and ignite a local epidemic of babyious feverious in every grocery store and coffee shop within a 10 mile radius. 

Oh, oh, and we had this great song&dance routine at bedtime. 

 He would pretend to be a big boy and fall asleep in the bassinet, to impress DaDa. 

 And get this, this is the best part. 

I would pretend to be a big girl and put him IN the bassinet. 

Like he wasn't gonna sleep that night, or the next, or the next seventy-four nuzzled in the cocoon of that which is, my left armpit.

ha.ha.ha. 

Comedy gold. 

xoxo

{Bon Bon}

Vintage Priorities

This outfit post could be titled, 

"A Sunny Afternoon in Homage to Annie Hall." 

or, 

"1970s Librarian's Puzzled Expressions Over Husband's Camera Handling."

But really, it should be, has to be, and must be best captioned as, 

"Umm. Excuse Me. Hi. Why Is No One Playing Trains With Me?" 

xoxo

{Bon Bon}