I once thought of myself as a pretty snazzy dresser (I said ‘snazzy’ maybe dressing isn’t my only issue…), but since I’ve become a mom, I feel like I don’t always have the same cute style as I had B.S. (that’s ‘before Sascha’). I feel like I dress like a mom.
Am I blaming my baby girl for my lack of fashion? Well, a little. Once upon a time, I had time: time to coordinate cute outfits, time to shop in an actual store, and more money to do so. Hey, I’m not wearing mom jeans or anything, but when picking an outfit I favor function over funkiness.
“Can’t wear those heels, because: what if I have to pick up the kid and run?”
“Doesn’t make sense to buy that dress; I’ll just get fruit punch all over it.”
Then there’s the “mom” factor, which I totally take credit for. I find myself thinking: “I’m a mom, can I wear that?” and “I’m too old to wear that, right?”