grecian.

Dress: H&M.  Shoes: Payless.  Belt: Thrifted.  Watch: NY&Co. Earrings: Gift.

I like to call this particular facial expression, "the stare-down of death."Like if you don't do what I say, me and my greasy hair will come after you...Seriously.Why do I look so angry here?
Any-ways.
This little H&M dress feels very Grecian to me.  Such a breezy happy little light weight number, with pretty eyelet sleeves and a high waist to accommodate the growing belly.  And I love that its just a soft neutral, because I can make it work a myriad of ways.Having pieces that can multitask is always great for pregnancy.
Also, may I just say a big THANK YOU for all the awesome suggestions yesterday.
I took your advice.All of it.
And it worked.;-)
Plus Mr. really loves me.  And the man is seriously forgiving.Like Whoa.

last weekend.

A few quick and unedited pictures from last weekend, where-in I got to play dress-up with my little sister Meghan, introduce her to Pike's place, coo over her daughter and hold a reflector while Mr. photographed her.  It was even more fun fixing her hair, make-up, and getting her all dolled up for the photo shoots than it was when we were kids.  Maybe because it's been so long since I had another girl around to do that with, you know besides Hannah, and she's too young for make-up.  Also, I had a bit of a jealous sister attack staring at her rocking legs all weekend.  Why oh why did those skip me in the gene pool?
Seriously.
I've got so much more to say about it and some amazing pictures to share, but in all honesty, I kinda pulled a "hideous wife" last night, and went all ugly, beastly, sobbing pregnant woman on Mr.Basically, I spent an hour weeping and blaming the poor guy for every little thing that has made me exhausted or annoyed for the past few weeks.
I hate myself so much when I do that.
Anyways, I've got to figure out how to make it up to him and pronto before he gets home from work.
How do you say I'm sorry in action form to a guy? (I've already apologized, but I feel like it's not enough) It's not like you can buy them flowers.  I swear, we've been married almost 9 years and I have yet to figure this out.  Any ideas?

have you been waiting for a chevron skirt?

they're available now.
find yours here.

6 extra minutes.

Pants: Marshalls. Blouse: Ruche.  Cardi: Kohls.  Flats: Cents of Style. Sunnies: Loft.  Ring: Dillards.

I bought these pants a few months ago, and because every pair of pants I own need to be shortened before I can wear them, I promptly took them up to my sewing room and left them there.
For 2 months.
I kept seeing them every time I went in to work on something and would tell myself that I didn't have time to hem them.  Then the other night, I remembered that it takes me approximately 6 minutes to hem a pair of pants, start to finish.  Really, Cori?  You can't find 6 extra minutes somewhere in your day?
Six whole minutes, I just can't fit that in.
So I stopped being an idiot, sat down and hemmed the pants.  Which it turns out only took about 5 minutes.  Then I squeezed myself into them and wished I had hemmed them sooner.
You know, before I started looking pregnant in my legs.

Speaking of being pregnant, this was too great not to share:
I brought home 3D pictures from my ultrasound yesterday and the picture is amazing.  So I'm showing them to the boys this morning, and I'm thinking they are thinking these pictures of the baby are as amazing and beautiful as I am because they are all excited looking at the baby's head and arms and hands.  And then Carter looks at me and goes:
"It kinda looks like Voldemort!  You know, from Harry Potter?"
Yeah bud, I remember what Voldemort looks like.

safari.

Skirt, Mandarin Jacket, Sunnies: Loft. Top: Target. Shoes: Nine West. Bag: Vintage. Watch: NY&Co. Ring: Dillards.  Necklace: Ross.  Bracelet: Gift.

At this stage in pregnancy, there are clothes that emphasize the bump and clothes that hide it.  This is one of those outfits that camouflages it quite nicely.  Fitting since wearing this much animal print makes me feel like I'm on a safari.

Hey Tarzan. 

saturday in the city.

Skirt: Gap Maternity (old) T-shirt: Express. Sweater/Shoes: Target. Necklace:The  Vintage Pearl. Purse: thrifted.

I'm sorry but I cannot stop cracking up at Ethan's faces in these pictures.  This is how the kid handles getting in trouble, so seriously.  Little jolly delicious terd.

On Saturday we went into the city to scout out locations for our upcoming photo shoot this weekend.  I've got a bunch of lovely designs coming in the next little while, and since I no longer have a waist, or much of one, my little sister is flying out from Utah to be our model.  I've definitely got ulterior motives, because I'll pretty much do anything to hang out with my sisters, and also she's bringing my niece who may or may not be the most adorable 1.5 year old on the planet.

(she is.)

Also, my sister is gorgeous and I can't wait to see how amazing she's going to look in these shots because she's about a million times more photogenic than me, and infinitely more comfortable in front of the camera.

Seattle is like a treasure box of fantastic photography locations.  It's one of those cities. Interesting, gorgeous, full of awesome little nooks and alleyways, cobblestone streets, funky shops, markets, restaurants, and lined with thousands of trees.

Incidentally, this is also what makes it a fantastic way to spend a Saturday.  Even the littles love going downtown.  Especially if we do the Pike's place flower walk.  There's got to be about 800,000 flowers in a two block area.  I wish I could describe the smell.  Amazing.  I may or may not have looked like a bit of a kook stopping half a dozen times just to take it in, but seriously it smells that good.

Anyways, the only downside was all the crazies we happened upon during our jaunt.  I usually don't mind all the colorful characters you run into in a city, but when the littles are with me I turn into a bit of a momma bear.  You know what I'm talking about, "if you take one step closer to my offspring I'm going to transform into a lioness and wail on you."  Or some such thing.

I think this goes back to last summer when we were living downtown for a few weeks, and a paranoid schizophrenic homeless man chased me and the littles a mile down the street screaming the worst kind of profanities you can imagine the entire time.  Seriously.  My ears are still burning.

Now I just bring my back-off or I'll hit you face with me, and we're good.

Which Mr. informed me looks something like this:

aren't you intimidated?
PS. check out how the beautiful Rachel from Pink Peonies is rocking the red Awning skirt today.
And speaking of new designs, I'm rolling out the Chevron Skirt in the next couple days, for those of you who've been waiting. Check it out again here.

how miss hannah wears the awning skirt.

Awning skirt: by me. Get the adult version here. Cardi, Blouse: Old navy.  Shoes: Ross. Tights: Target.

Of all the people who have been supportive of me starting my own little indie clothing line, the two who have undoubtedly been my biggest cheerleaders are Mr. and Hannah.

I've never seen a child her age get so excited for something their mom is working on.

But she loves to come and hang out in my work room with me, she leaves me notes on my pinboard, and gushes over every new design.

I believe I've mentioned before that I don't deserve my daughter.

So when I found out she had her 2nd grade concert coming up, I told her I would make her something pretty to wear.

Hannah really loves the awning skirt.

I guess she must be my daughter because she's got a thing for stripes too.

Anyways, I didn't tell her what I was going to make her, but Wednesday night after they were all asleep, I stayed up and fashioned a little mini awning skirt for her.  Then I left it on the chair at her desk so it would be the first thing she saw when she woke up.

You should have seen how excited she was.

And you should have seen how cute she looked standing on those risers, the shortest kid in the second grade, singing her little heart out, those curls bouncing up and down, swinging her little hips side to side.

I really love being her mom.