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Just make sure the item you’re buying is marked “Key Style.”

Below, what I’m drooling over:

THESE FIRECRACKER LR MULES (SEEN ABOVE, LEFT)

THIS RIXO

THESE FENDI SHADES

THIS NURSING-FRIENDLY LSF CAFTAN

THIS PRETTY STRIPED MIDI

THE PERFECT SUMMER BAG

MY DREAM JEANS

DARLING POLKA DOT FLATS

P.S. A perfect excuse to spring for my pearl headband

P.P.S. D.C. and the parochial wild.

P.P.P.S. What does a perfect day look like for you?

Three and a half stars. Upon first completing the book, I would have given this book a solid four stars, but then I read some of the after matter and have to admit that I revised my score — more on that to come.

On first reading, I was drawn to the novel’s terse poetry and found the author’s occupation of the mind and voice of a fourteen-year-old boy from a culture so different from my own artful, instructive, and compelling. It reminded me, in texture and voice, of narration at the hands of a young Junot Diaz. And you should know that — while a reluctant one — I am a massive fan of Diaz’s, so this is meant as a meaty compliment.

At its simplest, this is a bildungsroman gone right. A young boy born with a rare brain condition defies the odds and overcomes bullying and cultural divides as he grows up and comes into his own. The book is at once optimistic about transcending such barriers and deadly serious about the many intransigent problems that have plagued the Native American community for generations. I found the parts in which Junior travels to a neighboring town to attend a better school among the wealthier whites especially fascinating. These episodes read almost like “passing narratives” (a literary subgenre in which characters claim a racial or ethnic identity that is not their own), where Junior grapples with the norms and expectations of his white classmates and at one point comments that “I was half Indian in one place and half white in the other.” As he travels between towns, he notes that he “always felt like a stranger.” The backdrop of this racial and cultural no-man’s-land sophisticates an otherwise run-of-the-mill tale of teenage identity formation. The feeling of dislocation, the longing for community and belonging, and the desire to be accepted that haunt nearly every teen the world over are profoundly amplified in this racially heightened context. Against it, Alexie deftly points to the instability and performance of cultural and personal identity and provokes us to think about the various official and unofficial ways in which we think about Native American vs. White, Reservations vs. Not, etc.

Alexie’s inclusion of comic sketches in the book and the metafictional winks we get every now and then (i.e., when Junior is saying something notably immature, the province of a teenage mind and nothing more, and we understand that we are meant to heave a sigh and say “oh, teenagers”) further contribute to the feeling of fluidity in the novel. These tactics generate cognitive dissonance where we are reading through the eyes of a fourteen year old boy but also laughing along with the author as he offers us the space to dismiss some of his immature observations as — well, teenage boy stuff. And the comic strips interrupt the textual flow, reminding us continuously that we are reading and looking — that is, we are constantly forced to consider the medium we are consuming and evaluating our own position in relation to the text. I don’t mean to get too heavy-handed/theoretical here, but this is sophisticated stuff. Alexie is creating narrative and textual instabilities and blurrings that mirror the kind of identity shape-shifting going on in the character himself.

But then I read the after matter and my impression of the book changed. In it, Alexie writes a note to the audience in a voice that sounds markedly similar to the voice of fourteen-year-old Junior — the same slouchy, informal slang and mildly irreverent tone. I was taken aback. But — so — that wasn’t a deft performance of a fourteen year old? That’s just…Alexie’s voice? Hm. I take back some of the accolades. Then, Alexie goes on to explain that the character of Rowdy was adapted from his real-life best friend, Randy, who was killed in a car accident not long after the book was published and whom he eulogized. Alexie notes that while he spoke “off the cuff” at the funeral, he thought he’d try his hand at sharing what he said and then re-prints a version of his remarks. I was so offput by all of this that I found this section hard to read. First — it felt like a horrible infringement on Randy and his family. Second — it seemed bizarrely self-congratulating that he delivered this eulogy “off the cuff” but then managed to capture it in writing afterward (and it was lengthy, and he makes sure to gesture in the text to when the audience laughed). What’s worse: the eulogy itself is more about Alexie than it is about Randy. He uses it to call out his former bullies, talk about what the friendship meant to him, and so on. I was honestly appalled. So much of the tender-heartedness I had felt towards the book and its characters evaporated as I realized that much of Junior’s story was Alexie’s own memoir, and he doesn’t seem to be a particularly empathy-rousing person in real life if we can use this social gaffe of reprinting a self-aggrandizing eulogy as an example.

Add to this the controversy over the many alleged cases of sexual harassment he is currently facing and — well. I can’t say I left the book on as positive a note as I’d have liked to.

This has been an interesting exercise for me because I have long thought of myself as a close reading scholar — a textualist. Historical and biographical contexts matter, yes, but the text reigns supreme. I have always enjoyed close analysis of the language, narrative design, and various literary techniques deployed in a given text and have used those tools to unpack meaning, occasionally dipping into history or biography to amplify observations. Here is a case where the context of a book dismantled and interrupted my text-centric interpretation of the book and left me with a sour taste in my mouth. I don’t quite know how to feel about it. How do we separate author from text? Can we? Can we appreciate the work of, say, Hemingway, even though we know he was not a “nice man” and that he cheated on his doting wife? Or do we evaluate art on multiple levels, possibly appreciating an aesthetic or a theme but rejecting it nonetheless because its creator was embroiled in scandal and sin?

It’s tough for me. I’ve always felt uneasy “scoring” art based on the merits of the artists behind it. It’s a slippery slope, and easier, in some ways, to just look at the text or canvas and draw what you wish from it.

But then…

Alexie. Ugh.

Tell me your thoughts!

March Book Club Pick: Delia Owens’ Where the Crawdads Sing.

OK, I was reluctant to select this book because it’s so right now and buzzy, but I did read it last month and I had to toss it into the mix as a counterpoint/foil to both Madeline Miller’s Circe and Lauren Groff’s Florida, earlier Magpie Book Club picks. Further, so many of you have written to ask for my opinion on it and commented on how much you have enjoyed it, so I thought — why not?!

I’m drawn to a couple of things about this book. I won’t spoil it for everyone by diving too deep here (will publish a full review in March), but some of the themes I found most stirring were: geography, the alternating conflict and consensus between man and nature, exile, and identity. There are so many interesting observations to be made on all of these fronts when stringing these three books (Circe, Florida, and Crawdads) together. Written within about a year of each other, what do these three narratives tell us about the position of women in society today?

For those local to New York: let’s plan to meet on Monday, March 25th to discuss. I will send out my usual email requesting RSVPs soon!

More Book Club Picks.

+Had a lot of positive feedback on this post; start here.

+About to read this at the request of my husband, who LOVED this memoir, but this is next on my list for serious reading after several book club members went insane over it, and this is my next pick for a brain vacation.

+Now that Circe is a few months behind me, I’m inclined to try Ursula Le Guin’s Lavinia, another retelling of a classic from a female perspective. People rave about Le Guin! I’m intrigued.

Post-Scripts.

+Not usually a huge fan of athleisure/athletics-wear but HOW COOL would you feel wearing this Marant sweatshirt?! Like, I’m shivering from afar imagining how hip I’d feel. Must be worn with GG sneaks or Vejas.

+Tory Burch just released her borderline iconic lettuce leaf print china collection in the sweetest pink color and I’m in love. I would absolutely adore this teapot and these salad plates.

+When we were little, my mother ordered each of my sisters and I a pink duffel bag from Lillian Vernon with our names monogrammed on the side. The night before a trip, she’d instruct us to “bring the pink bags down and put them on my desk.” And we’d line them up, diligently, because this meant she would top our bags off with little surprises and toys and candies that we were only permitted to access after the seatbelt sign had been turned off on the plane. I am confident mini needs her own pink bag now that she’s getting older. And this might be the ticket. And I might as well order this for micro.

+I own a few dusters/long cardigans that have gotten a lot of wear this pregnancy. I like to layer them over my maternity tees and leggings and finish with my GG sneaks for an easy everyday look. Currently lusting after this tie-dye duster situation and this colorblock Staud sweater. (Why is everything by Staud so freaking cool?)

+This tub mat is super chic and on sale. I just threw away a tub mat that was getting a little ratty and ordered this instead.

+Speaking of bathroom decor, how darling are these scallop trim hand towels (on sale!)?! I love them with the oversized monogram!

+A cute summer look for a mini for $15!

+OK, this swimsuit is SUPER cute. Looks like it’s by Lisa Marie Fernandez but currently on sale for $70!

My Latest Snag: The Staud Shirley Bag.

Finally pulled the trigger on this bag, which I’ve been talking about for months and months at this point. I got it in the pink. It makes me happy. And it is on sale! That is all.

You’re Sooooo Popular: The RR Dress.

The most popular items on the blog this week:

+This fun Rhode Resort dress in the punchiest, most on-trend print. (Would go great with my new bag!)

+Statement making knit-shirting combo dress. LOVE.

+My favorite sunnies, on sale for $48.

+The maternity suit I wore in FL.

+The prettiest shade of pale lavender for the most stylish jammies. (On sale!)

+A gorgeous Easter dress.

+A pretty and personalized hair bow organizer for your mini.

+Mini’s bassinet — soon to be micro’s!

+Love love love these pendants.

#Turbothot: Marie Kondo Fatigue.

I found Grace’s honest reaction to the Marie Kondo mania interesting and well-put. Though I enjoyed a few episodes of Marie’s show and put her techniques to good use at home, I also noticed — with confusion — a lot of fellow bloggers and public figures touting the Marie Kondo method as a means to clear out the old in order to make space for the new, which is in some ways the opposite of Marie’s ethos. Yes, her approach involves downsizing and sifting through belongings and trashing what we do not use, but always as a means to simplify. (What do you really need and enjoy?) It does not mean chucking things to replace with newer versions. (That said, sometimes simplifying entails stocking up on the appropriate storage solutions and tools. Since moving to New York, I have invested heavily in organizational solutions and I can’t tell you how much joy and order this has brought to my life. Just organizing mini’s snack pouches into pantry bins and my cosmetics into acrylic trays has given me the greatest peace of mind. But it did require investment in a ton of closet/pantry/cupboard organizers!)

I was reflecting on this the other day when I heard that Lee Radziwill had passed away. Lee was an interesting and complicated character. I’ve read a couple of biographies of Jackie O. that delve into Lee and I own the gorgeous Lee coffee table book — and, while fabulously stylish, she comes off as cold and unfeeling in many of the portraits I’ve encountered of her. But she did pass along some beautiful sentiments, one of which I captured here and another of which I will botch here: she reportedly once said something along the lines of “When I buy something, I buy it with the intent of owning it for life.”

I admire her ethos. It’s not anti-consumerist — it’s thoughtful purchasing. It reflects mindfulness when it comes to the quality and seasonality of a given piece. I can’t say I always heed the same advice. I like a statement accessory, even when I know it won’t be in vogue in a few seasons — c.f. my new Staud bag above. I enjoy the occasional trend (helloooo tie dye) and I like how I feel when I am pushing myself out of my own fashion comfort zone to embrace the new new new. But I find that as I age and have the increasing means to do so, I prefer to invest in pieces I’ll keep forever (or as long as I possibly can), especially when it comes to furniture, art, bedding, and select accessories. This doesn’t mean that everything I buy in these categories is the most expensive item on the market. In fact, we have found some exceptional pieces of art on Etsy and at thrift stores, and we managed to score an almost-good-as-new drop-leaf dining table from Room & Board on AptDeco for a song. It does mean that we often hunt for a piece for weeks and weeks before settling on one, and that even the seemingly simplest of purchases — like minimagpie’s new table and chairs, which I mentioned here — will occasionally take us days of debate before we settle on a winner. I think it comes down to intentionality and mindfulness. I’d been eyeing that Staud bag for months and months and — OK! Now I know it will bring me joy when it’s in my closet. Who cares if it’s old news in a season? I’ll still rock it. I still wear my Valentino Rockstud flats and my Chanel espadrilles, even though I’m fairly sure most people would consider them dinosaurs in the fashion world at this point.

Anyway — what are your thoughts on all of this? Are you sick and tired of hearing about “sparking joy” and Marie Kondo? Or are you still riding the bandwagon?

#Shopaholic: Things I’ve Bought with the Intent of Owning for Life.

My own Lee Radziwill guide — things I’ve purchased with the intent of owning forever (or as long as possible):

+My Hermes H Heure watch.

+My Hill House Home bedding.

+Matouk towels. I own these and these and they are the plushest, thickest, highest quality you can find for the price.

+Chanel bag, in black.

+Supergas. They last forever and look just as chic at the age of 20 as they do at the age of 80.

+Ceramic foo dogs. I just know I’ll love these forever. I had eyed them for years before I finally bought a set of my own.

+Ginger jar collection. Similar to the above, I’ve collected mine over time. I’ve inherited a few from an aunt, purchased a few from Williams-Sonoma, and snagged some inexpensive ones from Home Goods and One Kings Lane.

+Stark antelope rug. Another piece I’d eyed for, like, years. I am still in love with it to this day. (Also, the print hides a whole manner of spills/crumbs/stains…)

+LL Bean bags. I’ve accrued a collection of these over time, knowing they’ll stand me well no matter what circumstance I’m facing. I’ve used them for everything from packing picnics at Wolf Trap to beach trips with girlfriends to diaper bags and can imagine them being put to just as good use toting gear to sports practices and packing for weekend trips to the Hamptons with our children (!).

+Tod’s Loafers. Buy now, wear forever. Have also heard really good things about the quality of M. Gemi’s similar (but less expensive) style.

+Ralph Lauren oxford shirt. I own this in multiple colors and stripes and have worn them since prep school. Will probably continue to wear them into my 90s, God willing.

+Tweezerman tweezers. Will simply never buy another pair, unless I somehow lose these. So I chose a pair in hot pink.

+Mason Pearson brush. The best. I own this exact color and “pocket” size — I found the bigger one was too big for my hands/head!

+Hot Tools curling iron. The absolute best in my opinion. Lasts forever, too. Mine already look like they’re from the 80s or something, and I like them that way.

+Lodge cast iron skillet. Mr. Magpie inherited his from his grandmother, and it was so deliciously well-seasoned by the time it came into our possession. We already had one in a larger size; we’ll use it until we die.

+All-Clad pots and pans. We’ve slowly upgraded our entire cookware collection from the miscellaneous pieces we bought/inherited in college to a full set of these, and are still always eyeing new additions. They never warp. We also love our copper Mauviel (we have a few pieces), but they do require more upkeep/maintenance in terms of appearance than our All Clads. Copper conducts heat more evenly, though, I believe, if you’re going for precision.

I’m missing tons of things from this list, but these are some of the pieces I own that I love and use nearly every single day. (I would actually argue that many of my shoes — even the trendiest of them! — were bought with the intent of longevity.)

On a related note, I’ve been meaning to share this FOREVER, but my dear friend Alison Kenworthy (my inaugural woman of substance!) has recently launched an incredible new website in which she tours the uniquely-decorated homes of interesting people in Manhattan and beyond. I was so touched that she asked to visit me! You can see an abbreviated home tour here (scroll down to “Fashion Blogger’s NYC Apartment”). Note that I’m six months pregnant here and look kind of shapeless but how cute is my dress?! Can you believe it cost me $20?!?!? I’m wearing my Lele Sadoughi headband in the video, too.

I didn’t do a horrible job packing my hospital bag the first time around — I used most of what I brought with the exception of the pajamas; I didn’t have the energy or inclination to change out of my hospital robe, which was so much more convenient given all the medical stuff happening and the fact that I was struggling to figure out how to nurse mini (and therefore naked) most of the time I was there. Also, I found that nightgowns were much more appealing during recovery from a c-section as I did not want anything like a waistband close to my incision. Maybe I’ll pack a pair of jams and a nightgown this go around for either circumstance — but I’ll probably just wear the damn robe. (Less laundry to do, easy access, etc.)

I feel as though there is a lot of smugness from tenured moms when it comes to what first time moms are planning to bring to the hospital.

“Ah, you won’t need any of that,” we’ll say, knowingly, the gleam of the initiated in our eyes.

I get it. We’ve seen the other side. We are proud of our warrior status. We’ve earned that knowing look. But I have steered clear of such commentary with my first-time-mom friends, because a) every woman is different and far be it for me to deter someone from a full face of makeup post-birth! and b) the act of packing a hospital bag is more freighted than it might seem at first glance. For me, packing the hospital bag (which I did around week 30 the first time — anxious much!?) was a physical manifestation of accepting the fact that I was physically going to have a baby. It was a reckoning, in its own way — a practical step toward birth, a tangible act I could undertake to prepare for the baby. It was one of the first times throughout the entire pregnancy in which I felt some small semblance of control. “There. I’m doing something to show I’m ready,” I said to myself. “I have no idea what I’m doing in any other lane of motherhood or pregnancy, but I have packed this bag full of things I might want as I recover.”

And so, I cut women a lot of slack when it comes to the hospital bag. Let them pack three robes and forty-two pairs of socks and a full trundle of cosmetics. There’s nothing wrong with feeling prepared. (All that said, I draw the line at twinkle lights for the hospital room, which I’ve seen on some hospital bag packing lists. I just can’t imagine anyone having the energy to tack them up and can picture myself with a sheepish grin as nurses would find Mr. Magpie stringing them around my bed.)

At any rate, below, what I’m planning to bring along this go around, which I’ll probably get around to actually packing in another month:

Hospital Bag Items for Me.

+A weekender bag.

+Nursing pajamas and a nursing nightgown (<<I LOVE THESE. The softest cotton modal. I already own this exact style in two or three prints; will probably add a new one to the repertoire. I wore them for months after baby was born. They are flattering, comfortable, practical, and hold up well in the wash.)

+Cotton bathrobe. A MUST. If you do end up only wearing the hospital robe because of a c-section or whatever, the back swings wide open. A robe gives you some privacy while walking the halls of the hospital. I like this soft cotton style (easy to toss in the wash afterward — probably best to avoid white).

+Inexpensive, high-rise granny panties. If you end up needing a c-section, you will be so happy you have these. They give you those standard issue mesh ones, which are also fine, but you’ll need these eventually and they are so soft and wonderfully high-rise.

+Cozy socks. For walking the hospital floor.

+Nursing bras. These were my favorites in the hospital, though several of you have urged me to try these Coobies, which come in fun colors and prints (including on-trend tie-dye!) Both are pull-down styles, which I really liked in those early days. Will probably pack two.

+This cream and these soothies were wonderful in the early days of breast-feeding. Also, a bunch of these.

+Laptop and extension cord. We put on old episodes of The Office while we were blearily awake in the wee hours of the morning.

+So many of you recommended this Haaka thing for capturing milk on the opposite breast while nursing on one side. GENIUS. Ordering. UPDATE WRITTEN POST-BABY: I never got the hang of using the Haaka and it just felt like one more thing to worry about, to be honest. I do have close friends who swear by it. Probably worth testing it out to see if it’s good for you since it’s not expensive!

+Lactation bars. I was glad I’d brought these! Not sure how well they worked (still had an undersupply) but they made me feel as though I was doing something and maybe they did help in a small way. Also, I was ravenously hungry at all times and these were pretty tasty in the blueberry-coconut combo. I also liked those Quaker soft oat bars; anything with oat in it is good for milk production. (And I also drank fenugreek tea, which I incidentally rather liked.)

+All my favorite cosmetics in mini sizes — I wrote about a bunch of them in yesterday’s post, but I should also underscore that I loved having my favorite shampoo and conditioner on hand, a loofah, and a bar of classic Dove soap. For some reason the smell of Dove soap is tantamount to purification in my mind, and that first shower felt and smelt like heaven to me.

+Hairbrush!

+A baby book. I was able to write down all of mini’s information right in the hospital so I wouldn’t forget a thing. I think you can even have the nurses put her little footprints on one of the pages if you ask! To be honest, I fell off the wagon in terms of keeping this up-to-date, which is shameful since I only have one child to keep up with, but we started to post daily pictures of mini to a shared iPhoto album and so I feel like I’ve marked most of her milestones there. With micro, I want to remember to jot things down in the book, though! (HA, we shall see.)

+Have heard these and this are clutch for giving birth if I don’t need a c-section.

+XL phone charging cable to be sure it reaches your hospital bed from the closest outlet.

+Going home outfit: it will be late May if all goes to plan, so I’m thinking something like this loose dress and some new slides (no buckles or laces pls and thank you). I think my personal gift to myself will be a new pair of sandals for summer. I have been dangling on the ledge of buying some silver Birks for like two years but got caught up in the latest Chanel collection and am eyeing something like these or these as a gift to myself instead (last go around, my gift to myself was Gucci Princetown mules)…I’ll also pack maternity leggings and a loose-fit button down (<<own and love this) in case I’m in the mood to feel sucked-in/contained instead.

+Snacks for husband. I brought some granola bars and nuts for him last go around.

Hospital Bag Items for Baby.

+Coming-home outfit, one in size NB and one in size 0-3 months. (Mini needed preemie-sized clothes for her first week or two of life, and I ordered those immediately upon returning home, but NB will suit most babes.) I got this in size 0-3 mo and this in size newborn, and these little caps will work with either.

+Pacifier.

+Itty bitty socks and booties.

+Receiving blanket.

+Hipp infant formula — just in case.

+Nail scissors. People say all kinds of things about baby nails — don’t fret if you’re a first time mom. This is a non-urgent thing and I don’t know why people make such a fuss about them! I was legitimately terrified of grooming her nails given all the hubbub. I’d heard lots of exhortations along the lines of: MAKE SURE you put on those mittens so they don’t scratch their faces! You don’t want to trim their nails while they’re super young! and then — They come out with long nails! Just bite them off with your teeth! and IT IS SO HARD TO CUT BABY NAILS. Etc. Let me first say that the last thing on my mind in those first few days was tending to mini’s talons. But, I did notice that she had long nails when she was born and found these tiny scissors were easy to use and precise, as the blade curves away from the baby’s fingernail bed. And it was really not a big deal. As they get older and move around more, it becomes harder to keep their hands still. Trim while they’re sleeping! The hospital essentially provides everything else you can possibly imagine when it comes to caring for your baby — burp cloths, swaddles, diapers, nasal aspirators, etc.

+Infant carseat!

What am I missing this go around?!

P.S. Notes on this pregnancy part 1 and part 2.

P.P.S. The ultimate baby registry.

P.P.P.S. This gives me all the feels.

While in Florida, I spotted the chic-est woman poolside at my parents’ country club. She was wearing a black off-the-shoulder one-piece that I believe was this one by Karla Colletto (I also LOVE this one in the white by the same label << on sale!), black YSL LouLou sunglasses (seen at top of Giovanna Battaglia), and a sun hat with a black bow in the back similar to this. She looked like, well, a million bucks.

I’m normally more of a bright color gal (I own a lot of Mara Hoffmann’s brightly patterned beachwear — currently lusting after this and this) when it comes to poolwear (with the exception of my Marysia one piece in black), but she was a vision in sophistication.

Le Sunglasses Hunt.

She also made me want those YSL LouLou sunglasses again. I’d thought they’d be a flash in the pan but they looked just as stylish as ever. I’m now in quite the quandary when it comes to summer eyewear, as I have about five different pairs vying for my attention. What do you think of these contenders for my summer pair?

+YSL LouLous.

+A pair of my favorite Le Specs, but in tortoise (I owned black for many years, but then snapped them in my bag one day!)

+These Fendis. I love the nude/tortoise color combo and the shape. I saw them on the beautiful Lauren Gores (foundress of beauty line Summer Fridays) and died over her entire neutral vibe. More on that below.

+Uber-trendy Adam Selman extreme cateyes. These are definitely flash-in-the-pan territory, but they are so fun!

+I wore a pair of Wildfox Barbie Doll pink sunglasses from a few seasons back (still available on eBay here and there) a lot in Florida and liked the whimsy they added to nearly any outfit. Maybe a new pair of similar shades, like these in the white or these in the clear or these in the pink? (All under $100!)

Neutrals for Spring.

And while we’re on the topic of Lauren Gores, she is majorly influencing me to wear more beige/neutral/taupe/white/cream! I love the Cali girl sophistication she is giving off. A couple of finds:

+DYING over this chic khaki dress. Love the darting, the length, the nipped waist. Must have this. Would look phenomenal with tortoise shell glasses and Hermes Orans in brown.

+This is straight-up chic and would be equally stylish with mules or simple sandals (<<on my lust list) or bare feet. (Under $100!)

+Because we are, after all, in winter: this sweater (love the braiding), this cocoon coat, and

+This stunning gown (on sale for less than $200 — OBSESSED).

+This cinched-waist dress — perfect for everyday and every occasion. Could be worn with slides, leather sneakers, or ladylike flats.

+These LR slides — on sale for $89!!!!

+This blush statement top.

+This $39 gingham jumpsuit!

+This PVC tote! Kinda like my Staud obsession but love the gingham trim.

+These $25 rainboots in the putty gray color.

Totally Random.

+My mom gave me a box of Superfloss to try while down in FL and — have you heard of this stuff?! It’s so much better than your standard-issue floss. It has a fluffy thick side and a thin side and it really gets everything out. Kind of gross to talk about floss but seriously, I don’t know what I’ve been doing the last 30 years of my life when I claim to be “flossing.”

+Lake Pajamas is having a rare sale now through the 24th — a great time to get a little break in price on these wonderful jams. I love these and these.

+Currently reading this and it is SO FUN.

+I got a lot of wear out of a pair of Chanel espadrilles I’ve owned for maybe five years now? I bought them for a trip to Spain with Mr. Magpie and can’t believe they’ve held up until now because they’ve seen HEAVY HEAVY wear. Like most espadrilles, they offer no support to speak of, but they are also crazy comfortable and I’ve never once gotten a blister wearing them. I think I may re-up on a pair (how cool are these?!) because the soles are finally beginning to give way.

+While on the subject of travel: have I given proper homage to the Davek mini umbrella?! It is one of my absolute favorite everyday possessions. It is itty-bitty but incredibly well made and comes with a lifetime warranty, of which I’ve availed myself. It’s the ideal companion for a lady packing for a day (or week!) of potential inclement weather since it weighs next to nothing and takes up virtually no space. LOVE.

+Other favorite travel minis: these toning pads (in the $10 set — they come individually wrapped, perfect for travel); these great-smelling anti-bacterial wipes (come individually wrapped — perfect for wiping down seats and tray tables on planes); Tatcha The Deep Cleanse in the travel size; Marvis toothpaste; Byredo Gypsy Water rollerball (love this scent and keep it in my purse); DryBar Prep Rally mini; Caudalie beauty elixir mini; Fresh Rose deep hydration cream mini.

+On a related note, have been toying with the idea of buying myself this Dr. Sturm travel set just so I can discover some of her products without making the hefty investment first.

P.S. While talking all things Florida: a review of Lauren Groff’s excellent book of the same name and some great beach reads. Also: what to read RIGHT NOW.

P.P.S. I’m done with the lazy man’s load. (And I loved (!!) so many of your comments on this post.)

Before mini was born, I received more than my fair share of solicited and unsolicited parenting advice. There were empassioned entreaties on breast-feeding, on co-sleeping, on not co-sleeping, on sleeping when the baby sleeps (sigh), on discipline, on the use of language (i.e., “don’t refer to yourself in the third person, as in, ‘Mom said no!'” and “never tell a child she is good or bad; tell her she has made good or bad decisions!”), on first foods, on exposure to peanuts, on baby led weaning, on doctors to see, on doctors to avoid.

Amid the advice whiplash, a friend of mine — and mother to three — wrote this in a card:

“My only advice to you is that you know best. You are the mother. Trust your instincts!”

I loved her for this message of empowerment and encouragement. Aside from its potent truthfulness in implicitly acknowledging the fact that every child is different and that only you, as the child’s mother, truly understand the full picture when making a decision, I also clung to the casual and kind way in which she opened the door to the Mom’s Club and held out her hand. “You’re one of us,” was the subtext. “Your opinion is equal to anyone’s over here on this side of the fence.” I had been grappling with the unsettling feeling of outsidership as friends who already had babies would exchange knowing looks with one another, or would tell me, “Oh, just wait until the baby comes.” I had been feeling un-initiated, rube-like. And in some ways I was. There is simply no way to prepare for a child and — like every mom — there are things I thought I would never do pre-baby that I have done post-baby. “I would never co-sleep!” I remember thinking, recoiling at the thought. At the time, I didn’t realize how bleary and exhausted I would be and how appealing having her next to me would be from a convenience standpoint. I didn’t exactly co-sleep with mini because I was too terrified I would somehow crush her in my sleep, but I kept her in her bassinet glued to my bedside like a sidecar on a motorcycle. And then, these fateful last words: “Children under two should have no screen time.” Mhm

But still. Despite the fact that no woman can be expected to intuit what it will feel like as a new mom (and indeed — I have learned that the process of matrescence required a recalibration and even shedding of expectations) and what contingencies and realities will factor into her calculus when making the millions of everyday decisions she faces, I love my friend for making the space for me to trust myself as a mom, for signaling to me that I was enough and that my opinion and instincts mattered more than anyone else’s in the raising of this child.

And so, this is the principle bit of advice I pass along to friends who are expecting. Trust yourself! You can do this! And you know best! The subtext, too, is that what might work for me may not work for you. And that’s OK.

What’s the best parenting advice you ever received?

Post Scripts.

+Practical advice on preparing for motherhood.

+One of my major objectives with nursing this go around is to be a bit more level-headed about things and to give some thought to myself and my own self-care as I evaluate options. Last time, I had a chronic undersupply and spent the first month glued to a pump, breastfeeding, or supplementing/topping off with formula. I then committed to breastfeeding and topping off with a bottle (removing the pumping step) for almost seven months. It was exhausting work and feeding her kind of took over our lives. I had it in my head that every single ounce of milk I produced *had* to go to the baby because I was producing so little. I am still proud that I made it to eight months and I came to enjoy nursing her. But I have already implored Mr. Magpie to remind me to be realistic and a bit more generous to myself this go around if something similar happens. If I want to have a few glasses of wine one night, I’m going to let myself, even if it means pumping and dumping. If I can’t produce enough milk from the getgo, I’m going to do what I can but accept that formula will need to be a big part of the equation and make earlier peace with it. Or so I tell myself, pre-post-partem-hormones…

+All that said, I came across these and BINGO. How many of you fellow moms felt like you were wasting precious milk as you nursed on one side?!? Ordering. I’m also doubling down on the number of nursing bras and nursing-friendly outfits I have. I tried to get by with the minimum last go around, which meant I always needed to do laundry and/or would sporadically need to “make do” with a sports bra. No longer. I liked these in the early days — the pull-down style is so easy and comfortable; and these for everyday use. They’re not the chicest undergarments but they are definitely the best IMHO.

+My parents brought mini this dollhouse book from my childhood, which expands into an actual pop-up dollhouse! It is THE PERFECT THING for small Manhattan apartments, as it can be collapsed and stowed like a book, and it’s around the right size for her beloved Little People collection.

+A lot of parents-to-multiple-children have suggested that baby boy “give” mini a gift when he is born. (Did you do this?) I am trying to think of what a good gift might be — maybe this darling mixer, as mini loves to bake with me nowadays? Or a high-chair for her babydoll to continue to reinforce the idea of caring for baby? Other recommendations?

+Does mini need to wear this or this when she goes to meet her baby brother?!

+How to recover from a c-section.

+Now mini can match me!

+IN LOVE with this sweet dress!

+This swimsuit in the stripe or lobster-print is so precious.

+This of-the-moment bag is on sale!

+OMG this is amazing. As someone who has written an ode to the em dash, you know I love me an Oxford comma.

Eight things I am very close to buying:

+Chantecaille HD Perfecting Loose Powder. I know, I know — I am SO obsessed with this brand lately. Ever since I fell in love with their tinted moisturizer and their lipstick (<<OMG, POWER PRODUCT! I own this in the Bourbon Rose color and it glides on like a dream, gives off a beautiful, rosy, flushed effect, and is sheer enough to be applied without a mirror), I’ve been eyeing pretty much their entire line. I’m especially curious about this loose powder, which I’ve read multiple effusive reviews over. I don’t always wear powder but have been using it on my forehead to help with concealing my scar and I find it’s useful in the winter more generally, when I tend to need more coverage. I’ve been very into this Makeup Forever Loose Powder, which is super-fine and super-light, but I think I might invest in the Chantecaille. I love that it comes with its own brush!

+Vintner’s Daughter Active Botanical Serum. I have been a devotee of my Truth Serum (one of my favorite discoveries from 2018 — my mom loved it so much she called me after using it to rave about it for about ten minutes straight, saying she’d never tried anything like it, and she is a TRUE beauty junkie — no offense, mom!), but just finished my third bottle of it in record time. I don’t know why, but I fly through this stuff. Maybe I apply too much? I use one pump in the morning and occasionally a second if I’m touching up in the evening, and I swear a bottle barely lasts a month or two. Anyway, I have long been eyeing this Vintner’s Daughter serum, which people absolutely lose their minds over. A friend recently told me that she has stripped down her skincare routine to just this and La Mer Cream and her skin looks flawless. Hmmmm.

+Rebecca de Ravenel Daisy Drop Earrings. I own a few pairs of RDR earrings and they are just the cutest, most whimsical pieces out there. I’m in love with this quirky daisies! I am thinking they’d look adorable with this Sleeper dress, which I mentioned as an option for Easter while massively pregnant, but has since sold out in the floral, and now I’m thinking about wearing it in the blue to my baby shower in a few weeks. But again — seasonality! Linen in March?! AHH. Who knows; it could be freezing cold, or could be spring-like. (Also like these similar daisy drop earrings, on sale.)

+Spanx camo leggings, on sale. I just know that I’ll be living in leggings as I recover from delivery this summer, and these camo babies have my name all over them. (Get the look for less with these for $30!) I imagine wearing them with a chambray button-down and nursing tank for days around the house or with a boxy, solid-colored sweatshirt like this or this, and maybe some cool new kicks. Also love these in the dusty pink / bronze colors, with a coordinating sports bra.

+Milk Makeup Lip + Cheek Stain. One of my favorite beauty influencers, Michaela Podo, raved about this product. I am so intrigued. I love any product with multiple applications — kind of like my go-to RMS Living Luminizer, which I dab everywhere from my brows to my cheekbones to my decolletage.

+SZ Blockprints Caftan. I can’t stop.

+I am torn between several options for getting the tie dye lewk, so I’ve had four different things in my cart and I keep clicking back and forth. I love this duster/trench — something I can wear while pregnant with white skinnies, white booties/flats, and a simple white maternity tee for an of-the-moment vibe. (Maybe with one of my favorite knot headbands?) I also love this loose dress, which would work with my bump and could be paired with my go-to ivory Valentino rockstud flats. I still wear those shoes ALL the time even though I know the rockstud moment has passed in a major way. I don’t care. I love them so. One of my readers (heiii MK) introduced me to the brand Upstate and I love this effortless jumpsuit, too. (And is it a sign or not that it’s called “the magpie jumpsuit”?!) Finally, I love this tee, but I feel like I should buy it in my post-pregnancy size so I can rock it this summer with white skinnies, silver Birks, and beachy hair.

+Ribbed cashmere leggings. I am so tired of my maternity leggings and jeans — UGH. I know these wouldn’t fit but I want them to so badly for a change of pace. Contemplating instead buying them for next winter…would be SO chic with some GG sneaks or snakeskin booties and a big oversized sweater for errands!

P.S. More of a stretch, but I love love love the label Brock Collection and if this dress weren’t sold out in my size, I’d be having serious heart palpitations.

P.P.S. My favorite cosmetics of all time, plus some of my favorite products for getting a great blowout at home.

P.P.P.S. Things that make me feel good about myself.

Q: I just received the 20z water tumbler you blogged about and love (in blush)! I now feel like I need a more stylish way to tote in my packed lunches to the office. Any finds or favorites?

A: So glad you like the tumbler! YAY! My first thought for toting lunches was to look at Scout Bags. I have one of their insulated lunchboxes and find a trillion different ways to use it, even though I don’t carry my lunch to work anymore. I use it for picnics, carrying my daughter’s lunch around, car trips, Subway trips, etc. I like this versatile style, though I personally own and love this style, which is convenient in the sense that it can be packed into a bigger bag a bit easier than the other one. I love this brand because it was founded by an incredible, strong woman (and mother to four or five kiddos!) who was looking for a stylish solution for everyday toting needs while she had all of her kids. She thought — “I need a big bag for toting sports gear! And a roomy, wipeable diaper bag! And a lunch bag!” And she created them all in the cutest prints.

Q: What Myers-Briggs or enneagram personality type are you?

A: I’ve never taken an enneagram test before, but I am an INFJ on the Myers-Briggs. I remember when I first took the test in high school I was ashamed and appalled that I was an introvert, and kept telling my friends I was “very borderline — a few points off from being an extrovert.” I think back on this now and cringe, but have come to understand why: we live in a culture that favors extroversion (read more about this in the overlong but interesting book Quiet) and it felt like I was revealing my inner dork by labeling myself as an introvert. In general, I think these tests are principally helpful in the workplace, where they can give employees/colleagues a common language and framework in which to understand and peaceably work around personality differences, i.e., “oh, she is such a FEELER versus THINKER in this particular context.” Outside of the workplace, the applications are fuzzier.

Q: I’m recently engaged and on the hunt for wedding shoes. I know that seems backwards, but I am a shoe maven so that’s where I’m starting. I had originally planned to purchase matching pairs of Aquazzura Powder Puff slides and heels for the day but they seem to be only available in random sizes and colors around the internet. Do you have any other ideas of fun shoes for something like this? I’m not stuck on the traditional white/ivory, and the shoes don’t need to match my wedding colors at all. I’m looking for a pair of heels and a pair of flats that are just once-in-a-lifetime fun. No need to match! I am just overwhelmed with the options right now.

A: CONGRATS! This was SUCH a fun inquiry and I’m so flattered you asked.  I had fun looking for options.  Here goes:

+My first thought was a pair of Malone Soulier Marguerites.  I have been lusting after this label for months now.  They come in all different colors and prints, but I’m drawn to the femininity of this pair, which feel appropriately bridal and elegant.  BUT — if you’re not a pink gal, just check out the entire collection!

+My second thought was — glitter!  Not sure if that’s your vibe either, but how special and FUN would these glitzy heels be?  They are a kind of once-in-a-lifetime-ultra-festive snag.  (If the heel height is an issue, these ombre Jimmy Choos get the look, too.)

+Manolo “Hagisi” brooch pumps are a classic and elegant pick, too.  Maybe in bold blue (your “something blue”?) or the pretty blush/champagne hues.

+These LRs just look like a party to me.  I feel like I’d wear them and be ready to dance.  Plus, the stacked heel looks comfortable.  This would be for more of an informal vibe/outdoor wedding situation I think.

+I know you said you’re not “wedded” (HA!) to white/cream heels, but these are the ultimate bridal shoe.  I love that dramatic bow at the ankle…I would probably lean toward these or the Malone Souliers if I was getting married tomorrow 🙂

+My Alexandre Birman Clarita sandals are probably my most-worn evening shoe.  They go with EVERYTHING and cut such an elegant line.  They come in white, too (<<on sale!).  These are unfussy and chic and I promise you’ll get a TON of use out of them.

+For practicality — in an outdoor wedding/if you’ll be walking on cobblestone or uneven terrain — these are perfection.

+Finally, THESE ARE SO ELEGANT AND FUN.  What a statement!!  I’m in love.

Q: Where did you get the pillows and curtains from in this post?

A: Hi! Sadly, the pic at top of that post is not from my own home. (A gal can dream…) I found it on Pinterest! BUT. I found some great similar (affordable!) valences here. For pillows — I actually own a few different ones myself in various blue prints, and got several of them from Caitlin Wilson Design. I love this, this, and this mixed together to achieve a look similar to the one above.

Q: Can you describe your writing process? How long does it take for you to write and edit a post?

A: I’m flattered you would ask, but the unsatisfying truth is that it varies considerably! Some of my longer thought and memoir pieces take days to write and edit, and I’m often incubating them for weeks prior, as phrases and ideas on a particular subject flit through my mind sporadically. (This post took me weeks to write and edit, and I was sitting on pins and needles waiting to hear what you readers thought; I still feel that its publication was dicey.) I’ll capture some of these snippets in my iPhone notes, where I also keep a running list of post ideas as they come to me, most often while I’m out walking Tilly or tossing and turning late at night, and then I often find myself running over to my computer to write and revise these longer pieces in fits and spurts whenever I can get a quiet minute — during mini’s nap, late at night, first thing in the morning. But for less recherche pieces — say, posts on a fashion trend or a round-up of items on my radar — my routine is fairly consistent: I sit down at my writing desk after my nanny arrives (on Monday, Wednesday, and Thursday mornings) with the goal of writing or completing/editing two posts within the seven hours I have my nanny. (Note that I also almost always spend a portion of my nanny days running errands, walking the dog, taking care of admin tasks, etc — so I’d say active writing/editing time is about four or five hours per nanny day, which means most posts take about 2-3 hours from start to finish. Probably an hour or so longer if I include the time I spend thinking about them and making mental edits while away from my desk.) Some days, I just sit down and begin to write with no idea where I’m headed. Other days, I refer to my iPhone list for post inspiration.

Caveat to the above: When I started writing more intensively here about two years ago, I resolved to prioritize volume over quality, which was initially a challenge for me as a Type A. But I was conceptually more interested in writing prolifically and consistently (publishing every day) than I was in turning out perfectly-polished pieces. Some days I cringe when I re-read my posts and note a glaring typo or a poorly-worded sentence, but most of the time I see the writing of this blog as a consistent exercise in self-improvement.

Q: What are your thoughts on cloth versus paper napkins for everyday use?

A: I wish we used cloth napkins daily! It would be better for the environment and more conducive to creating an elegant family ritual (why not eat on your best china every day, too?!). But, for now, while I’m already doing laundry nearly every day, we use paper napkins. Incidentally, one of my favorite sources for cloth napkins is Sur La Table. I’ve gotten so many sets from there over the years. I love these and these (D&G vibes, right?) right now.

Q: How are you handling crib/bed transition and prepping mini for the new baby?

A: Hi! We are waiting until mini tries to climb out of her crib to make the transition. (Until then, we’ll enjoy her containment in the evening — ha! This is something several readers suggested in comments; why rush things? This has been our M.O. in general with mini, FWIW: she’ll get there when she gets there. For example, it took us a long time to wean mini off of bottles and onto sippy cups for milk. Like, over six months. Closer to ten. We kept trying different cups and she would scream for her bottle or just not drink her milk. I worried I’d be sending my daughter off to school with a bottle in hand. But, we kept trying, making small tweaks like offering her milk with her dinner versus separately/before bed, getting excited about the design of the sippy cup (“Minnie Mouse cup!?!? What does Minnie Mouse say?!?”), giving her a new style in her Advent calendar gift roundup, etc., and gradually got rid of all of the bottles. But, I digress.) In terms of other preparations for the new baby, we talk about the baby in my stomach and the fact that she is going to be a big sister fairly consistently. We also pray for baby brother every night when we say our nightly intentions before bed. I wasn’t sure she was absorbing any of it, but just the other day, Mr. Magpie said: “What’s in mommy’s tummy?” and she said: “Baby!” So, we will see. She is still really young and has such a limited concept of time; I have noticed that if I talk about something too far in advance (i.e., “In four days, we’ll see Mimi and Grandpa!”), she gets confused, so I’m trying not to lay it on too thick too early since we still have over three months to go. We do model caring for the baby with her babydolls — patting and burping, diapering, shushing, putting the baby to sleep. She loves this, and always has. Our neighbors had a baby a few months ago and whenever we hear her cry, we pause and say, “Oh, poor baby. Baby must be hungry/tired/need a diaper.” Now she’ll do that on her own — “Oh, Avery,” she’ll say, when she hears the baby. “Baby hungry.” I suppose these are small ways we are acclimating her to the idea! The only other “preparation” I have made is trying to think about how to involve mini in the everyday caring of the new baby. I’m a little skittish about how I’ll fare on my own after Mr. Magpie goes back to work (he has three weeks of paternity leave) and am trying to be proactive in thinking through how we’ll structure our days on our own. My dad sent me a really good article on this general topic that I found chock-full of practical advice, especially the ideas on “non-messy breakfast in bed,” making nursing sessions special for the toddler, and taking communal bathroom trips. Mainly, the article reminded me to take things really slow and set expectations really low during those first few weeks.

But. Seasoned moms: please share your sage advice in the comments!

Q: How do you organize Emory’s bows?

A: When mini was really little and I had smaller bows and a smaller collection in general (insert grimacing face), I kept her bows in a pretty mercury glass compote bowl. I’ve since upgraded to this fun monogrammed bow holder, which I hung on the inside of her closet door. I keep her hair elastics and barrettes in these little 3×3 acrylic organizers in one of her dresser drawers. I also love this pretty painted bow holder, which would be a sweet gift!

Q: London fashion — help! Headed there in May for a wedding!

A: My sister just moved to New York from London and said that women are more understated and sophisticated there. Less flashy trends, more elegant basics. She’s still rocking that vibe here, wearing things like an elegant topcoat (<<she owns this exact style in the chic forest green color; I’m currently swooning over the sophistication of this topcoat), tailored sweaters, and polished leather boots. Extrapolating this vibe for slightly warmer weather, I’d opt for “grown-up,” tailored pieces in solid colors — think anything by the label Goat, often worn by the royalty. I like this dress (get the look for less with this) and this coat.

Basically — I’m imagining myself dressed as an adult in sophisticated cuts, tailored waists, and principally neutral/solid colors. A couple of other chic finds: this knit dress (with these boots!), this dress with these sandals (look for less with these), this white trench dress, and this jersey jumpsuit (could be worn with pointed toe flats — look for less with these — or chic white leather sneakers.)

For the actual wedding, depending on formality, I like this polka-dotted beauty (on sale for under $140), this, and — for a major splurge — this or this.

Q: Engagement ring buying. Particular online retailers or stores? Would love vintage!

A: Ahhh, I am OUT OF MY ELEMENT, but two things came to mind: my family has used family-owned Pampillonia Jewelers in D.C. for generations. My father has commissioned countless pieces for my mother from there, Mr. Magpie had my engagement ring made there, and my brother-in-law used them as well. They create new pieces and have vintage/estate pieces as well. We’ve always had good experiences there, and my father really trusts the head jeweler. My other thought was Stephanie Gottleib, sort of a buzzy jeweler here in New York. Her Instagram account is NUTS. Lots of inspiration and stylish, contemporary options.

Q: Would love to hear more about your overall path — where you grew up, UVA, NYC, career!

A: I was born and raised in Washington, D.C., with a brief stint in Connecticut for a few years of my childhood. My parents had an incredible stone house on the top of a hill right by Rock Creek Park that was built in 1920 and that I lived in for the majority of my youth. I have nothing but fond memories growing up there with my four siblings. I attended Montessori for pre-K and K (my mother was a Montessori school teacher before she had her children), then a small parochial Catholic school (Annunciation), and then an all-girls Catholic prep school (Georgetown Visitation), before attending UVA for undergrad as an Echols Scholar. I was very close to going to Duke University instead, but my father had attended UVA Law and we’d grown up visiting the Boar’s Head Inn and Wintergreen and attending UVA basketball games, so I had an irrational emotional pull to it. (I also liked being close to home, and Charlottesville is about a two hour drive from D.C. I am very close to my parents and siblings.) I essentially triple majored in French, American History, and Literature, but UVA only permits double majoring, so technically I’m a double major in history and literature, though I earned the credits for — and completed — all three. While at UVA, I fell in love with and started dating Mr. Magpie. After I graduated, I worked for a small consulting firm focused on government procurement (falling asleep typing those words) while living at home for a year and then matriculated to Georgetown University for an M.A. in literature, where I specialized in high modernist poetry and poetics (and yes, I need to use those terms of art — HA!). At that point, I moved into the garden apartment of a beautiful row house on R Street with my best friend, from which I could easily walk to campus. While pursuing my degree, I started this blog as a creative outlet. Those were happy years.

I intended to pursue a Ph.D. in literature (Georgetown only offers a terminal M.A.), but I had curtsied into a part-time editing role for a foundation that was building free, online, open courseware (MOOCs! Do you remember that phrase?) and became its second full-time employee in short order. The foundation was backed by a billionaire business mogul in D.C. and it was a great learning experience for me — a ton of responsibility; a wide open, creative space; and an opportunity to flex my editing and academic muscles, as I oversaw about 100 contributing faculty members from all across the U.S. hard at work designing cost-free courseware. At the time, online education was a burgeoning new field, and it was exciting.

I married Mr. Magpie at this time and then he moved us up to Chicago to pursue a job at Groupon after graduating from his MBA program. For almost a year, I traveled to D.C. every other week for a week at a time. It was exhausting and I was unhappy. I found a new job headquartered in Chicago for a start-up non-profit focused on financial education for low-income youth and was hired as the Chief Innovation Officer there, overseeing a new digital program they were rolling out that was backed by Citibank. The fintech aspect of the job was new to me, but I had a strong background in education and, thanks to my nearly five years at the foundation, educational technology and online courseware in particular. The position was a crash course in tech development, as I worked with visual designers, interaction designers, and engineers and even had the privilege of teaming up with the renowned design firm IDEO, from whom I learned a ton. I also had occasion to learn a lot about social entrepreneurship, b-corps, and the modern face of philanthropy and non-profit work, especially after I applied and was accepted into Stanford University’s executive program in social entrepreneurship, which was FABULOUS. Oh my God. Fabulous.

Over the course of these two jobs, I wore every hat you can imagine — HR, operations, recruitment, fundraising, grant-writing, marketing, video production, public speaking, product management and design, project management, and even (yikes) legal, having being in a position to write more than my fair share of offer letters and contracts. Those years were exhilarating. I learned a lot about how to build and run a business, even though I was working in the not-for-profit sector.

Mr. Magpie is a serial entrepreneur and I suppose I’ve always had an entrepreneurial — or at least industrious — bent as well. (While in grad school, I also established a small “editing practice” and took on various projects with faculty at Georgetown that led to few days a week at an academic press downtown.) We are always kicking around new ideas and we’d been obsessing over one in the HR technology space focused on providing real-time feedback to employees. We were both managers of large teams and found that people management was the single most difficult part of our jobs. (You learn technical skills in school, but no one teaches you how to be a good manager — you learn trial-by-fire, or by observing the missteps of your own superiors.) I made tons of mistakes as a 20-something with no business running a team of folks more tenured than I was. One piece that Mr. Magpie and I talked about ad nauseum was how hard it was to provide constructive feedback in a timely way — and how opaque it is as an employee to understand how your performance is being perceived, except for at annual review time, which is an archaic and ineffective process anyway. So, we set out to build a lightweight technology that would facilitate real-time managerial feedback, and we integrated it with Slack, which was being used prolifically by our test market (small tech start-ups). We both left our jobs and lived off of savings for two years. At that point, Mr. Magpie had developed expertise in sales and sales operations while at Groupon and had a solid grasp on the business logic side of things, and I had been leading the development of educational technologies, overseeing designers and engineers, and felt competent in designing a tool we could test. We worked on this company for nearly two years. We had paying, active customers and managed to raise a decent pre-seed round of financing. We were frenetically busy. But the business did not grow at the pace we expected it to and we made the difficult decision, shortly after our daughter was born, to shutter. Around that time, a job opportunity dropped into Mr. Magpie’s lap seemingly out of heaven and we packed up and moved our family to New York City. Selling our home in Chicago was shockingly emotional, but we were both thrilled to get back to the East Coast and I don’t think I’ve ever been happier than I have here.

Since we closed our business, I’ve been working half the week on this blog and half the week as a stay-at-home mom, but I also serve on the boards of two private foundations — work that keeps me busy and alert.

WHEW. I feel like I could write for hours about all of these decisions and movements, but when I zoom way out I am always astounded at the number of enormous risks I have taken in my career. I often encourage the younger women in my life that come to me for career advice to take big risks in their 20s. It’s a great time to explore, change course, and try new things. Starting our own business in our 30s was dicey — I wish in some ways we’d done it earlier, as there are more responsibilities (financial and otherwise) to contend with as you age. But it has all worked out shockingly well and has reminded me of a wisdom I once picked up from a tenured businessman: “Most successful people have squiggly paths to success.” And I have managed to somehow translate a degree in the humanities into an executive role in the non-profit world within a few years, launch a business with my best friend, and launch a second business (this blog!) on my own. Mr. Magpie and I often joke with one another that we are both “jacks and jills of all trades, masters of none,” and I do occasionally envy friends who have committed to a career and are now deep experts in their fields. I, on the other hand, know a small amount about a lot of different things but wouldn’t call myself an expert in any one area — except writing. That’s been the through-put in my career. I have always had to write a lot and manage a ton of content, even as CIO and then COO at my last two formal places of employment. They say that if you do anything for 10,000 hours, you are an expert in it. I am fairly confident I’m close to that total in terms of hours spent writing at this point!

P.S. For those of you who loved my leopard dress from Ganni, here is a lookalike for less!

P.P.S. More Q+A, my most recent musings on the shuttering of our business, and one of my favorite more academic-minded posts.

My Latest Snag: Le Maternity Swimsuit.

I am currently in sunny FL, making heavy use of my go-to SZ Blockprint caftan collection (and several of the other pieces mentioned here), which — UM CAN WE PLEASE TALK ABOUT THEIR NEW COLLECTION?! I have this in my basket right now and am also loving this (shown above) and am wondering how many SZ Blockprint caftans will transform into a weirdo. Like, I can’t only wear caftans in the summer, can I? I guess everyone has a uniform? Ugh, they are the best. I had thought I might be able to squeeze by with non-maternity swim, but I am 26 weeks pregnant with my second child, which is basically the equivalent of 40 weeks pregnant with a first child. (Seriously, I can’t get over how much more quickly I showed this time around and how much bigger I am at an earlier stage!) I narrowed down the maternity swim options to either this, this (in the blue gingham), this, or this, the latter of which a reader recommended but which was sold out in my size when I went to order it (now fully restocked!) I ended up with the hot pink Target number. I went for inexpensive but fun because this is probably the only time I will wear a swimsuit this pregnancy. If you’ll be making greater use of a swimsuit while expecting, I also love this!

You’re Sooooo Popular: Snakeskin Boots.

The most popular items on le blog this week:

+These epic snakeskin boots. I am so envious of the chic peas who snagged these!

+A pretty, gauzey LWD.

+The chic-est shoulder bag in town. (Read more about the lovely founder of this label here!)

+A stunning maxi for a summer wedding or beach affair.

+Still dying over this skirt.

+A great everyday coat. Would wear with white jeans for a fresh spin.

+People lose their minds over these pens.

+A new favorite add-on for a gift for a new baby.

+Stylish color-edge lucite frames.

+A sweet corduroy jumper for a mini.

#Turbothot: On Self-Advocating.

Around Christmas, my father sent a check in my daughter’s name as a gift. Though we have a brokerage account set up in her name that we regularly invest in, at the time, we did not have a traditional checking account set up for her at our everyday bank. I came in with her birth certificate, social security card, and my ID, and asked whether I could deposit the money into our own account for the time being, thinking that we would re-route the money into her brokerage account or open a savings account for her as her guardians and deposit it in there, but knew I’d need Mr. Magpie present for the transaction. The teller called over a manager and I explained the situation, presenting my various forms of identification.

“Well, you really should set up an account for her,” replied the teller, looking down at me. He drew in an impatient breath and exhaled slowly, sizing me up. I felt as though I was a teenager that had been nabbed for pocketing bubblegum or something. I swallowed, and then I said:

“Thank you, but I’m asking a question with a yes or no answer. Can I deposit this or not?”

Maybe I was over-prickly in the interaction, but I have to tell you something: living in New York, I often find my shoulders hunched and my elbows out, against my own will. At yoga class a few weeks ago, the instructor told the entire room: “Relax your tongue from the roof of your mouth.” A band of laughter erupted across the room as we collectively realized that we had all been sitting there with our tongues glued to the roofs of our mouths (was yours just now, too?!), in a kind of perennial state of friction. A few days later, a friend of mine who had moved to New York from Italy said: “Some days I realize I am literally sprinting down the street on the way to work. And I have to stop and say, ‘Why am I running?’ And then I realize it’s the only way to keep pace.” New York is a daunting, fast-moving city with plenty of weirdos and aggressive salespeople and angry foot traffic, and you’ve got to stay on your toes and look out for yourself or you will be trampled in one way or another. In this particular occasion, I felt I’d been pushed all day long (physically and otherwise) and simply did not want to stand there and let a random person shame me into submission over something that was completely above board. I did not want his opinion on our financial decision-making. I simply wanted to know if it was possible to deposit the check or not. If it wasn’t — fine. I’d open an account at our next convenience.

As it turned out, the manager reluctantly permitted me to deposit the check. When I got home, I called Mr. Magpie, a bit flustered from the entire interaction. His response?

“Jen — good for you. You advocated for yourself. You are a paying customer at that bank and you don’t need a straight-forward inquiry to be returned with self-righteousness.”

I share this because self-advocating is not a strength of mine and I would venture to guess that many other women struggle with it, too. It’s been hard-earned over the years, and not without heartburn and ample coaching — mainly, if I am giving credit where it is due, from the strong men in my life. The bank account incident was a trivial matter but it proved that I have come a long, long way from the more timid version of myself at 22, who would have sheepishly shrugged and left, face burning with frustration and shame. And yet I still have miles to go.

The interaction reminded me of a rule I set for myself when I was in the traditional workforce: never accept the first offer you receive when it comes to salary. This was insanely difficult for me at the outset of my career, but once I made it a hard-and-fast rule, I found it easier to abide by. It wasn’t “should I ask for more?” but “I owe it to myself to ask for more. I must.” My typical formula was: “I am so grateful for and flattered by the offer, but I would be doing myself a disservice by not asking whether you can increase the compensation package.” I’d often accompany the request with research on the “market rate” for the position (sometimes difficult to come by) or by my earnings in a previous role. I was stunned to find that more often than not, the HR team would circle back with a higher offer.

At any rate, some food for thought when it comes to advocating for yourself in matters big and small.

Do you have any tips on self-advocacy?

#Shopaholic: Le Camo Leggings.

+I am so in love with these leggings that I think I’ve got to order them now for post-baby Jen. So chic!

+I’ve never given mini play-doh before and I bought her this fun little Minnie set for our trip to FL. (More of the travel surprises I packed for her here.) Do any other parents get freakishly excited about introducing these classic toys to their children!? I’m probably going to flip out more than she will. Ha!

+I am so drawn to these cord boots. I have no idea why! They aren’t even my style! But I LOVE.

+These are on-trend and comfy for a vacation wardrobe.

+One of my readers (heyooo MK) mentioned that Amazon is a great source for finding discounted Loeffler Randall. Um, these are as low as $55 in select sizes and could be worn errrryday of the summer, and who doesn’t love a gussied-up espadrille?!

+Mini has nearly outgrown her current raincoat. I love this pink one with its navy striped interior but stopped in my tracks when I saw this cute (and super affordable?!) one on Amazon. I love those little striped grosgrain loop details and the contrasting-colored trim. The red or yellow are timeless — and I should really be thinking about gender-neutral colors with micro on the way! (Gap also has a good rain coat on offer.)

+Speaking of inclement weather, I am thinking of adding an umbrella to mini’s birthday gift pile. Dying over this and this. Toddler gear is so adorable!

+Love this shirt from Sezane’s new collection!

Now that Valentine’s Day is behind us: I know Easter is over two months away, but I’m a planner and am already thinking ahead. Below, some of my favorite Easter/spring festivity finds.

Easter Dresses.

+I’ll be very pregnant and am wondering if I can get away with this, which walks the line between sleepwear and daywear…see it above! So darling! (Get the look for less with this.)

+Many of the dresses below (not sure about the nightgown-ish one above…) would also work well for an early spring Christening/Baptism. Incidentally, one of the most commonly asked questions I receive is: what should I wear to my child’s Baptism?! Below, some thoughts on how to look appropriate but chic:

+This gorgeous knit dress, or this floral one (love the scalloped trim!) — both by Ted Baker. Smitten!

+My dream dress. Wondering if I can legitimize its purchase if I pledge to wear it at both my baby shower and Easter?!

+This pretty gingham from Innika Choo, or this ladylike lovely from RedValentino (on sale!)

+This patrician’s daughter easter egg blue Marni (on maj sale).

+For bags: live for this basket bag or this one from Pam Munson, or, for something more formal, this satin one in the blue or pink (swoon!)

Easter Clothing for Minis.

+This Luli & Me for a girl; this one for a boy.

+For newborn boys who might not be ready to wear a full on starchy outfit! (I have so many friends due right around Easter.)

+This cross-print smocked dress. I already ordered for this for mini in anticipation of micro’s Baptism!

+This romper for a baby boy, or this traditional set.

+Dying over these bunny-eared Mary Janes for mini — or these crocheted ones. If you’re lucky enough to live somewhere warm, these in the petal pink! And for itty bitties: these for girls, these for boys.

+These bow-backed socks!

+This getup with knee socks. LOVE.

+This sweet gingham for a mini; this bunny-embroidered romper for a boy.

+A perfect everyday cardigan in petal pink for mini.

+This bunny bow or this traditional bonnet.

Easter Baskets for Minis.

+I absolutely adore these wicker baskets with the scalloped liners, but fellow urban dwellers will cringe at the idea of storing these big baskets. If I still lived in Chicago, this would have been my first pick.

+I also love the stitching on these monogrammed ones, but note that they do not come with a basket!

+Because we are limited on storage space, I bought a style similar to this from this exact Etsy store last year that I can collapse and pack away. I also love this with the bunny ears.

+This attachable basket bow is BEYOND.

Easter Jammies for Minis.

+In love with these gingham ones and the coordinating bunny ear sleep mask.

+These Kissy Kissy short jammies are perfect for spring.

+These bunny jammies! (Under $15!)

+These tulip-printed footies from TBBC.

Easter Tabletop Accessories.

+Love this bunny planter!

+Pink gingham tablecloth.

+OMG these bunny plates and these ears!

+This pretty moss basket.

P.S. New discoveries for minis and micros.

P.P.S. A mini tech detox worth testing and the best bags for everyday adventures.

I have been puzzling over why I — along with everyone else in the world, it seems — have been so riveted and disgusted by the story of Elizabeth Holmes and her bogus blood test business, Theranos, as well as the saga of the the Fyre Festival scandal and the two dueling documentaries covering it. If you’re late to the game, please read Bad Blood — a wild, page-turning expose on a fraudulent start-up established by a 19-year-old Stanford dropout, though I don’t think it was the best-written piece of investigative journalism I’ve ever read, and then tune into Rebecca Jarvis’ excellent podcast on the same story. They cover much the same content and draw many of the same conclusions, but the modalities are compelling in different ways. (And it’s fascinating to hear the actual people interviewed in the latter!) As for Fyre Festival, both Netflix and Hulu have released documentaries on the story of a music festival gone very wrong owing to deceit and misrepresentation at the heads of a young, hubristic entrepreneur. I think I slightly preferred the Hulu one, which has actual interviews with the “mastermind” “visionary” (heavy, heavy quotations meant to be interpreted semi-ironically) behind the festival, Billy McFarland, though viewers should take each with a grain of salt. (Consider their production crews…! More on that below.)

So — why are these stories so fascinating to me and to this cultural moment more generally? I cannot talk or read enough about either of them, though the underpinning tale is as old as time. Ponzi schemes and duplicity in business have been around since the earliest economies; there is a reason why the phrase caveat emptor exists, and in Latin. But there are a few things that I find particularly arresting about these twin narratives:

First, we have the cult of personality at play: slick, deceitful individuals who were somehow able to charm even the (presumably) savviest, best-educated of the bunch. Dignitaries like Henry Kissinger and Bill Frist were on the board of Theranos; major, respected VCs invested tens of millions of dollars into McFarland’s outfit. In both instances, bystanders remarked on the energy and attractiveness of the “visionary” entrepreneurs behind these businesses and much was made of their youthful swagger and ambition. I feel that both McFarland and Holmes were able to “trade up” on their “smart kids with a big vision” appeal when presenting themselves in front of the old, established business set, many of whom likely saw their nephews, their daughters, their godchildren in the bright and ambitious faces of Billy and Elizabeth. These were entrepreneurs who knew how to brand themselves — even moreso than their ideas! — exceptionally well to their “target market”: older investors with deep pockets. In several of the entrepreneurship programs and boot camps in which I participated, instructors advised similar strategies: especially in the early days, they claimed, it was imperative that I design and promote a personal brand to amplify and communicate my trustworthiness and vision as an entrepreneur. I remember being counseled to buy a domain with my own name, have professional pictures taken, and use that space to market myself. This always felt like window dressing to me and I preferred to use my time and resources in the development of the business itself, but — this is the day and age in which we live! Investors, customers, and the like will use the web to figure out who you are and what you’re up to. And if you don’t have a sleek presentation, well — the odds may be stacked against you. Or so I was spoon-fed.

On the one hand, this access to information is liberating. We can use the Internet to evaluate for ourselves what we think about a business or an individual. But on the other hand, this context means that new businesses (especially in the tech world) are forced to “play the game” — investing early, scarce dollars into vanity sites for their founders and sleek holding pages for their companies when the truth is that everyone would be better served if every ounce of focus could go toward the development of the earliest iterations of the product itself. And it also means that “the cult of personality” is more heavily weighted than ever, and that fraudsters like Holmes and McFarland are becoming increasingly sophisticated about marketing themselves as Steve Jobs-like visionaries to the right set of people at the right time.

In short, when I look at both of these entrepreneurs, I see very successful attempts at branding, with little substance beneath. Both knew how to align themselves with celebrity and fame, and to burnish their images carefully, fashioning their own halos.

This brings me to my next (and bigger) point, which is all about the ethics of marketing in the digital age. What has struck me powerfully in both cases is that Holmes and McFarland invested heavily in marketing, PR, and promotion before they’d ever gotten to proof of concept. Holmes hired the creative agency that had worked with Apple to help with the branding and marketing of her lab test company, purportedly for a total of $11M. $11M! $11M!!!! And they did not even have operating machines — or, they did have a few machines, but they yielded erratic test results, and only a fraction of the tests they claimed they could at that. Meanwhile, McFarland hired the marketing geniuses at FJerry essentially on a lark, with nothing but Ja Rule’s name and the vague promise of having bought an island for a music festival to show for himself. He had no background in festival design/production and the most laughably arbitrary timetable for pulling it off. In both cases, the companies spent heavily on the marketing of products that were half-baked at best. Talk about putting the cart before the horse.

How do entrepreneurs reconcile honesty and brand aspiration in advertising a new product or business? Millennials and younger in particular have certain expectations for the look and feel of products they want to use. (Older generations are far more forgiving.) There is a greater emphasis on UX and visual design among our set; many of us are digital natives and have strong preferences and expectations when it comes to encountering and adopting new technologies, tools, and the like. And so young businesses are also forced to play this game: they are driven to ensure that there is a certain amount of “gloss” to even early MVPs, which, in many cases, leads to the generation of “vaporware,” or paper-thin technologies hidden behind a sleek UX. Many startups are actively encouraged to explore this kind of product development (or at least, I was, many times, by investors and experts). The thinking is that if you put something pretty up and then see where users go (“oh, they want to access THIS button” and “interesting, they are navigating over here”), you can then build out the technology, citing user behaviors as a validator for investing in the technology development. This is “lean start-up” speak. The concept is noble (why build something users don’t want?) but the experience is deceptive. You can still see this kind of approach if you poke around on certain sites — any time you click a button and see some kind of rote reply: “experience coming soon” or “beta!”, you’re probably part of an experiment. I’ve run into this many times on sites as well-known as Rent the Runway. No disparagement to that particular business intended; I think there are legitimate use cases for testing in this way. But, the truth remains: there are a lot of smoke and mirrors in the start-up world.

There was even a kind of meta marketing gameplay going on in the Netflix/Hulu documentaries, if you think about it. FJerry — the very marketing firm that helped McFarland pull off his ruse, even though their culpability in the affair is indeterminate — was involved in the production of the Netflix film, and the lawyers filing the class action lawsuit against McFarland were involved in the production of the Hulu film. In other words, both had (heavily) vested interests in portraying the stories in a certain light. FJerry sought to exonerate itself while showcasing its dazzling marketing genius; the lawyers wanted to ensure everyone knew just how psychopathic McFarland is. And so, at the end of the day, both films are essentially marketing tools in their own right, for different purposes.

All of this to say — I am bowled over by the pageantry, deception, and showmanship across the board in all of stories. It stuns me that people think they can get away with these schemes in this day and age. Maybe (giving them the benefit of the doubt) they truly believed in the vision of their businesses and were in denial as to the extent of wrongdoing they had gotten themselves into. Maybe they felt that if they just kept pushing and were able to pull things off at the last minute, all would be righted. (A reminder that hope is not a strategy…) But they had to know — both of them — that they were dealing in dark shades of gray. In my opinion, the fact that both were so quick to engage legal counsel in such early stages of business formation to issue cease-and-desists and threaten lawsuits speaks to the depths of their discomfort with their own actions. No honest startup needs that kind of defensiveness. In fact, most entrepreneurs and folks in the Silicon Valley scene roll their eyes when they hear about start-ups operating “in stealth mode” for fear of idea theft or any kind of employee “leaking.” (All startups do, however, need some level of legal support from day one. There are so many issues, from the proper formation of a company to the provision of company shares to employees, that require technical legal expertise.)

At any rate, how is it possible that McFarland and Holmes believed that they could get away with what they were doing?! Back in the pre-Internet days, you could skip town and move across the company and you might be able to outrun your reputation. It is flat out impossible nowadays, in our digital age. How could they think they wouldn’t be caught?! The magnitude of their hubris startles and disturbs me. Were they under the misapprehension that they could do whatever they wished with no repercussion? How?! This simply does not compute. Both seem well-educated, bright, driven. How could they be missing such a critical grasp on the real world?

More to the point: these are cautionary tales against letting the tools of the digital age enable skulduggery. They have certainly made me more leery of glossy startups. As one interviewee in the Jarvis podcast notes: “Any time I see nice furniture in a startup office, I’m skeptical.” Just so. Early days at a start-up aren’t exactly sympatico with window dressing.

What are your thoughts? Have you tuned in? What stood out to you as most arresting? (I found a lot of your comments on this post on Elizabeth Holmes fascinating.)

Post Scripts.

+Finished this and downloaded this immediately after Grace mentioned that it’s the best thriller she’s read in a long, long while.

+One of the tougher posts I’ve ever written.

+New Year’s Resolution: I have been trying to completely finish my current cosmetics before investing in new products in the same category. Or, if I have a legitimate reason for wanting to spurn the old in favor of the new, I throw away (or, if feasible, give away) the old version. #MarieKondoatWork. I am nearly done with my Diorshow brow styler and am already anxious for a replacement product. It’s really good at what it’s designed to do — enable you to draw super-fine hairs into place in a believable way! — but I’ve realized I’d much prefer a tinted brow gel so that I can get the job done with a few swipes. The Dior has an uber fine point and it takes me time and effort to touch up my brows in the morning. (I finish with this $2 wunderproduct.) I’m basically in the market for a BoyBrow on steroids — I like BoyBrow but the size of the tube is diminutive and I find the formula dries up in like a week or two. I am drawn to either Eyeko (reviews!!!) or Chantecaille, the latter of which blew me away when I tested it recently in-store. I love my clear gel but this is for more of an everyday full brow look, achievable with a few swipes.

+Ordered mini a last-minute pair of these in the pastel pink (precious with those heart cut-outs!) for our trip to FL tomorrow! Thank God for Prime. I’ve been a bit of a forgetful pregnant mama…

+An elevated way to get that tie-dye trend. I’d pair with a simple white or blush button-down blouse. (Or consider this bow-front blouse — $33!)

+Still swear by almost everything here.

+I have been so drawn to lavender lately. I saw it on the Zimmermann fashion week runway earlier this week and it gave me all the feels. I love this ribbed cashmere sweater (under $150), this $30 steal, these traditional pajamas (on sale!), and these lavender-trim Vejas.

+Ordered these as a special Valentine’s Day treat for myself.

+Into the colorway of this bra — love the heathered gray against the pink straps!

+CHIC storage solution.

+Micro-queries, micro-thoughts.

Preparing for micro from a logistical standpoint is pretty straight-forward as he will be sleeping in our room until we are forced to move at the end of our lease. We are dreading it, but I know I will be itching for more space by the end of the summer and will welcome a third bedroom with open arms. Mini only slept in our room for about three months, and I am curious as to whether I will be clambering to have micro in his own space by around the same time. I know the current recommendation is that babies sleep in their parents’ room for the first six months to a year of life, but mini’s move to her own nursery was unplanned and organic, and I found that everyone slept better once she slept in her own nursery. (Though I wouldn’t trade those early weeks sleeping with her at my bedside for anything. The convenience and peace of mind alone…!)

All that said, I’ll take a small break where I can get it and admit that it’s kind of nice not to have to think about setting up a nursery just yet. There’s enough to keep me preoccupied at the moment anyway, and I’m having fun occasionally pinning products to revisit later without the pressure of finding everything by May. (Though, truthfully, you don’t really need to have everything together by the baby’s birth. You don’t even need to have a crib and changing table, IMHO, until around month three. Mini almost exclusively slept in her Monte Ninna Nanna bassinet and was changed on a Gathre mat at the foot of my bed or in our downstairs living room for, like, weeks. So no stress if you’re about to deliver and frantically searching for all the right things.)

A couple of pieces I am loving right now:

+I am infatuated with overall aesthetic of the picture at the top, which was designed by my FAVORITE interior decorator, Amy Berry. I love the idea of clustering these wicker pendants in the middle of the room for lighting and using one of these vintage-style ride-along cars as a key decor point.

+When we do end up upgrading to a three bedroom, we’ll need a new crib (mini’s converts into a toddler bed), a new dresser, and a new glider for micro. I can tell you that I love campaign-style dressers for a boy’s room and am pretty much determined to make it happen. I’m thinking this will be the starting point for all design decisions. I love this in the navy (get the look for less with this), possibly with this to coordinate as the crib. (Not sure if I’d like the matchy-matchiness of it all; would need to evaluate the room. If it’s a larger room, it could work well tying things together. If a smaller room, it would probably feel crowded and bulky.) At any rate, how cool would those navy pieces look if I were able to wallpaper the walls in a neutral grasscloth and add this printed glider?! I’m already having a vision about how this room will work. (And if we don’t buy and therefore can’t install the grasscloth, maybe I’ll still make this vision a reality with this peel & stick version.)

+Several friends have asked whether I think a glider/rocker is a necessity in a baby’s room. In true urban living form, these are women who have had itty bitty nurseries where they’ve had to debate whether to have a proper dresser/changing table or a glider, as they’ve only had room for one. I would strongly recommend the glider. We actually repurposed a white Crate & Barrel dresser that *barely* fits a changing pad cover (like, could not fit one of these toppers and has no space for a diaper caddy) as her changing table in order to make space for a glider. The dresser is honestly too tall for me and it’s not ideal for changing mini but I’d still cede that space for a glider, and here’s why: when baby is little, you will welcome any spot you have to sit and hold and nurse the baby. I loved having this little nook to feed mini all alone in her room when we had guests over (and we had a revolving door of guests!) It was also a kindness to our nanny. I hadn’t thought of it when assembling her nursery, but our nannies have spent countless hours in the nursery with mini and they need a spot to sit! And as mini has grown, I have used it nightly (and often at nap-time, too) to read her books and rock her to sleep. It’s a non-negotiable IMHO. I would recommend one of the upholstered swivel ones — and DEFINITELY get the foot stool! I remember many of you urging me on this front and you were right. You will want a place to prop your feet! I ended up using a mongolian fur stool similar to this because our glider (which looks very similar to this but is upholstered in a green and white stripe) did not come with an ottoman and I thought it added a little texture and fun to the room. I love the look of this glider and its coordinating ottoman, but I would advise a trip to the store to make sure the arm-rests feel comfortable; I’m wondering if the ones on this style would be comfortable. Imagine holding a baby in your arms in it for HOURS. Is there a good spot for you to rest your arm?! Finally (guess I have a lot to say on this front), don’t limit yourself to just looking at gliders/rockers specifically for nurseries. We found ours at Crate & Barrel because we loved the print and just added the mismatching stool I mentioned above. You might do the same with a fun print like this!

+We have our bassinet situation covered, but I have long loved this uber-traditional wicker bassinet with the cloth skirt. It’s so grand and sweet at the same time. Not Mr. Magpie’s vibe AT ALL though, and I still think we went the correct route with this (ours is in a dark wood color). Provided we have the space, I can repurpose it as a repository for stuffed animals/toys when micro outgrows it. I have also heard good things about the Halo Bassinest, which includes settings that rock/vibrate the baby — a major pro TBH. It’s almost like having a rock and play and bassinet in one! I wasn’t as into the design, but I can see its appeal. I like that the base could be tucked right under the bottom of the bed so baby is virtually co-sleeping with you. It’s funny — before mini arrived, I always thought that co-sleeping was not my style. And mini rarely actually slept in our bed unless I nodded off while nursing or cuddling her and then would awake in a panic. But I understand its pull from a convenience standpoint: you are feeding the baby every two hours and MAN sometimes even just hoisting yourself up to retrieve the baby from a few feet away was too much. I like that the Halo keeps the baby as close as possible to you while keeping her safe. And then there’s the Snoo Sleeper, which is apparently the best thing since sliced bread. It actually responds to your baby’s cry by rocking/vibrating the baby, presumably preventing you from an extra soothing trip. I think it comes with a built-in swaddle and everything. It sounds cool and I like the styling but $1,300 for an uber-temporary bed for baby feels…off, even to me, and I can get swept up in these things.

+We had — and loved — the Phil & Ted high chair. I like the futuristic design and especially loved how easy it was to keep clean. I’ve heard the OXO Tot high chairs — while stylish and traditional — are an absolute nightmare to keep clean (look under the pad!) Ours still looks brand new. It converts into a toddler chair, which was a key selling point for us, and we have been using it for mini for the past many months (she started resisting the high chair around 18 months or so I think). She loves to eat her dinner in it, color at her table in it, put her dollbabies in it, etc. But my big gripe with it is that the piece that is used to keep the tray in place cannot be removed, so there’s always this “peg” that mini has to climb around when she’s getting into and out of the chair, and she often gets stuck and flustered. We decided that her big birthday gift from us (in less than a month!) would be a new table and chairs that were a bit more stylish and functional. We settled on an epic toddler-sized Kartell ghost chair (in pink! — I’M DYING CAN I BE MY DAUGHTER; get the look for less with this or this) and this tidy white wood table from PBK. I’d briefly considered these S&L chairs (so adorable) and this light wood set but they just didn’t vibe with our apartment. I LOVE those bunny ear chairs though!

+I still stand by the Phil & Ted as an excellent high chair. My other contender was the Stokke Trip Trapp. I love the style of it, but it felt annoyingly expensive and I personally preferred the idea of a traditional high chair with a tray. (The whole concept behind the Trip Trapp is that baby eats on the table / at the table with you from a young age.) I am also drawn to the styling of this Baby Bjorn high chair but haven’t done a ton of research into it so can’t comment fully. I will say that Baby Bjorn products tend to be pretty well-made and well-designed. AND that aqua color!

+Speaking of chairs OMG THIS LITTLE ARM CHAIR FOR A TODDLER IS TOO GOOD TO BE TRUE.

+I am currently looking for (totally random and boring rabbit hole) a diaper caddy for our bedroom that I can keep tucked under micro’s bassinet for middle-of-the-night changes. With mini, I kept a wipes dispenser, diapers, diaper cream, her changing mat, etc in a monogrammed LL Bean tote, which is my first instinct. My thinking was that it could be repurposed down the road for innumerable functions. I currently use one of mini’s LL Bean totes (size medium) as a stroller bag for when the nanny is out and about with her. It has all of her essentials in it and I don’t need to swap anything out of my own diaper bag. BUT I did recently discover that there are ACTUAL diaper caddies that were designed JUST for the purpose I’m mentioning, like this hard-sided Ubbi (I have found all Ubbi products to be excellent — I especially love their diaper pail, duh, and their bath tub toy caddy, the bottom of which can be removed to drain excess water! GENIUS! NO MOLD!) On the fabric front, I’m drawn to this (love the print and the overall dimensions). Then again, maybe I’ll just repurpose one of our Hinza totes (<<currently on sale!) for the few months I’ll need something in our room. I love them — easy to clean, stylish, simple. And can be reused 239808 different ways.

+Very random: love this for boys and this for girls when it comes to changing table covers.

+A cute laundry basket for a boy’s nursery.

P.S. A dream nursery

P.P.S. Baby gear redux and my formal registry for baby two.

P.P.P.S. Practical advice on preparing for motherhood.