PinkBlush Giveaway

 I know. Long time no blog. Well, at least a giveaway accompanies my first reappearance in awhile? And, boy, is it a good one. Random people and companies contact me to promote them, but I usually ignore them because poor grammar or ambiguous directions are turn offs. Go figure.

Anyway, you have an opportunity to hop over to my instagram and participate in a chance to win a $50 gift card to PinkBlush. Participating is really easy. Go over and find the giveaway post today to find out how you can win. Before you go, I will tell you a bit about why I like PinkBlush.

PinkBlush offers a maternity line (lots of options and especially great if you are looking for a dress to wear for your shower!) as well as a non-maternity line. A lot of their maternity clothes work postpartum, and a lot of their non-maternity items work during pregnancy. They offer free shipping, no minimum required, which makes me love them even more. Shipping is the bane of every online shipper's existence, right?

Here are some items I like from their site:

Want nursing tops? Check out their nursing section in the maternity line. I have this one and love it. It makes me feel comfortable and sexy. Who knew those two words could canoodle in the same sentence?

This dress would be great for July 4th. Is it sad that I am thinking about July already?

This pink diaper bag is dreamy.

This floral dress gives me heart palpitations.

I really want this necklace.

If you're pregnant, this dress is lovely.

Find my tunic here in non-maternity and here in maternity. (Mine is obviously not maternity, but I think it would serve me well in pregnancy. Also, I tried it out yesterday with nursing, and I can nurse in it! Vincenza really loved the little button on it. She kept playing with it while she ate.)

PinkBlush gave this tunic to me in exchange for this giveaway, but I already owned five shirts and two dresses from them before they contacted me. I think it's safe to say that I would recommend them either way.

Shout Out

I often forget that students follow me into this corner of the internet. Luckily (or not?), I write here pretty much the same way I talk in class with them. (If they did not silently stalk me here, then they would verify the veracity of that statement.) Yesterday, I told you I would not wear white pants so as not to explode one of my student's heads. She tweeted that post before class today and then proceeded to make me laugh so hard my cheeks hurt. Everyone accused her of wearing white pants. She used the enormous pad of post-it notes to demonstrate the difference between the "champagne" color of her pants and the whiteness of the post-it notes. If you're reading this, my dear students, let me tell you and the internet how much you brighten my day.  I look forward to every class period with you all, especially you, fifth period and all of my style twins. 

Also, I would apologize for telling you all about the article I read that claimed farting extends a person's life. However, science is relevant, especially when it's funny and means your parents can "live forever" as I told you. Be sure to sneak your parents some cabbage and broccoli tonight. The next time you see your grandparents, sneak them some cabbage and broccoli, too.

I do, however, apologize to everyone for the UGLY color of my living room walls. The previous owners decided this putrid color would look good...on every wall.  Granted, they made a lot of other "design" choices that leave me feeling puzzled, so I can't be too surprised. Allow yourself to be distracted by the pretty flowers on my dress.

 

The Look:

Dress: PinkBlush Maternity 

Cardigan: Old Navy

Scarf: Made by my momma (of course)

Boots: Steve Madden

 

Colors and an Unlikely Superhero

One day in the coming months, those walls behind me will not be the color of banana's rejected turd of a brother. (People tell me to call it "manila," but I love manila folders way more than bananas, so there you have it.) Instead, they will be a calming gray, just like our bedroom walls. Provided this wicked winter weather does not thwart my plans tomorrow, I shall have a new paint job on my hair as well. Thankfully, the doctor and my stylist, who has two boys of her own, say that highlights are safe for me. I fear I would crumble under the weight of this hair shituation if I could not fix it until September.

Also, I have a random thought for you today, which makes this thought no different from any other thought I share with you. I think that if asparagus were a superhero, then its tagline would read: Defender of Short Term Memory. We all know full well that it saves us from using the line, "I can't even remember what I had for dinner last night." Fear not, asparagus will not allow you to forget. Now, what would we name this superhero? Hit me with your best ideas.

 

The Look:

Tunic: PinkBlush Maternity  (same in light pink/black, similar)

Leggings: Target? Old Navy? I cannot remember.

Scarf: Momma

Boots: so old from Macy's