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My Style Evolution To ‘Mom’

Style changes across the years, that’s totally understandable. I used to be quite the fashionista…not. Comfort over EVERYTHING!

I was one of those almost-goth-rocker type chicks. I wore a lot of mens’ cut Dickies. See baby me pictured below. I must have been 15 or 16. Oooooh high school. I didn’t think too much about clothes in high school. I wore what was comfortable and what was black. Even when we partied with the raving kandi kids. Black was it.

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It didn’t change much from there. Straight out of high school Kristen got a little bit better at dressing herself, pictured to the right. She dressed a little less baggy, and a little more…cleavage-y. Of course every look had to be paired with that classic duck face.

This was actually one of my more favored looks. It was still comfortable, but didn’t look like I just rolled out of bed and picked up whatever thing on the floor was closest.
196660_10150443051240298_3781425_nEnter douche-y hat phase Kristen. She was straight out of music college. Style got a little more lax, and even threw some color in there! Here she is awaiting her band’s first gig, at a run down bar in the Valley, in the middle of the afternoon. We got wild that day, y’all.

Now cut to the last…maybe 4-5 years:

This is where my style has landed for a long while. Baggy shirts, plain t-shirts, sweaters, unkempt hair, and horrible shoes. I even turned into one of those ‘leggings as pants’ people. I used to detest leggings as pants. But that changed once I got pregnant. I immediately took back all the mocking I did! SO. COMFORTABLE. The only real effort has gone to hiding the bits of myself I don’t like (hence my recent resolution to get myself fit and healthy).

My husband has never complained about the way I look. He loves me anyway I come, and I love him for it. But sometimes I girl needs to feel pretty, damn it! So in an effort to spruce up my wardrobe (and hopefully boost my confidence) I bought a few new work shirts — since that’s really the only time I get out of the house.

Imagine my dismay when modeling my new work shirts for hubby, and the first thing out of his mouth is, “…You look like a mom.” Let me preface that by saying, there is nothing wrong with “looking like a mom,” even though I have no idea what that means. Moms come in all different shapes, sizes, and styles. But there it is. Somehow my new found taste in clothing screams “I’m a mom!”

But I’m not sweating it too much. I like the new incorporation of patterns and prints. It makes me feel just a tad bit more girly and stylish.

Welcome to my mom fashion 🙂

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