i’m gone for two weeks and look what happens? sometime during my trip to nyfw, my belly officially “popped.” many people had mentioned this phenomenon, wherein one day you wake up and have suddenly grown a round basketball belly overnight. i kinda didn’t believe that it would happen so abruptly, but the rumors are true. i am now 5 months pregnant (24 weeks!) and the baby belly is here. i figure i’ve entered the “cute stage” where my belly is big enough that i don’t just look like i’ve been eating too many donuts, but it’s not so huge that i look like i’m about to go into labor at any moment. so it seemed like the perfect time to pull out something a little more form-fitting to show off the little man in my belly. it’s also the stage in which every time i pull on another outfit, i’m pretty sure it’s the last time i’ll be able to wear it for many months. saying goodbye to my entire wardrobe is frustrating and the prospect of acquiring new clothes is making my wallet very sad. seriously, i think i have like 5 outfits total right now, boohoo!

i was actually chatting with nicolette, who suggested that i should hold an event (or if i was feeling entrepreneurial, start a service) for pregnant women and recent moms to swap maternity clothes. i mean, i know that whatever i buy in the next few months is only going to fit me for a short period of time, and then i’ll be stuck with a ton of clothes that would be better suited for someone who actually needs them! now that i think of it, i’m sure this type of thing already exists, but i definitely think i need to get in on this action for myself. perhaps i’ll have to pull together an event here in los angeles. anyone interested?

wearing: whit top, lauren moffatt skirt, bryr clogs from nooworks, j.w. hulme mini legacy shoulder bag, flowers by alex knost sunglasses courtesy of raen optics, watch courtesy of esq movado