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.

*Image above of the beautiful Lauren Gores — more on her and her amazing new product below.

In early December, I tripped and split my forehead open in our apartment, an event I have discussed extensively and that has been the source of countless hours of self-reflection and musing. I promise I’ll stop writing about it after today, but it was such a jarring incident that I have worked assiduously to understand why it happened and what I was meant to take from it despite the fact that many loved ones (including many of you in your dozens of beautiful comments) reminded me that accidents happen. Do they, though?! I am a staunch believer that everything happens for a reason; as my mother puts it, “coincidences are God’s way of remaining anonymous.” Further, as I expounded upon here:

“You may not see it today or tomorrow,

but you will look back in

a few years and be absolutely

perplexed and awed

by how every little thing

added up and brought

you somewhere wonderful — or

where you always wanted to be.”

That said, I appreciated the affordance of being reminded that we are all fallible and that I shouldn’t engage in too much browbeating over my clumsiness — especially when one of the first things I said to Mr. Magpie as I lay on the floor in a pool of blood was “I am so sorry!” Being in the fourth month of my pregnancy only escalated my anxieties and fanned the flames on my feelings of remorse (“how did I let this happen?!”), so I ultimately found peace in trusting that even though there is purpose in everything that happens, sometimes (often?) we are the unwitting pawns in the unraveling of that plan and we can’t see the forest for the trees.

I swing back and forth on this pendulum of fate vs. agency. I trust there is meaning and intent in all that happens, but also feel a tremendous amount of responsibility for everything that happens in my life. I’m not sure how to reconcile the two except for to say that some days, I lean more heavily on my belief in the former and other days I cling to the latter, and I have come to accept — if not intellectually grasp — the atonality between the two. Not everything resolves itself in a tidy equation, as I discovered when I turned thirty four. Becoming an adult has been an exercise in accepting irresolution as a condition of life.

There were also myriad other more trivial learnings from this fall that I thought I’d round up here:

  1. Doctor up. One of the worst parts about my fall was that I did not have a general internist to call for input on whether I should go to the E.R. for stitches or not. The wound was shallow but long and we later learned that any cut over an inch in length on the face should be repaired. (Mine was almost two. Yuck.) I had seen a general internist at some point in the last year but had hated her (she talked over me, was strangely judgmental, and was too quick to prescribe antibiotics for a run-of-the-mill cold — and I had told her that I avoid medicine unless absolutely necessary) and refused to go back to her. I’d been putting off finding another general internist. Lesson learned. I took my time tracking down a well-reviewed family practitioner and scheduled an appointment for an annual check-up more as a ploy to kick the tires. In New York, at least, this is a non-negotiable, as few doctors will see a new patient immediately; when I fell, I scrambled to see if a doctor would see me immediately, but they all told me I’d have to come by in three weeks (!!!) So my only options were to stop by a minute clinic or trek over to an overcrowded E.R., where I knew I’d be the lowest priority patient and would sit waiting for hours. I now have a general internist to call in similar situations and feel the most enormous sense of relief.
  2. Doctor up, again. A few readers suggested that — even after I eventually had my forehead repaired by my angel of a neighbor, who is an E.R. doctor at Cornell — I should see a plastic surgeon, just to understand how to best minimize scarring. (There were so many different suggestions about what to do that I felt a sense of whiplash — what to put on my scar? What to avoid?!) One incredibly kind reader (thank you!) recommended her own doctor, Nina Naidu, and I had an incredible experience with her. She let me come in the next day for a consultation and though I still feel vaguely nauseous when I think about the fact that we spent hundreds of dollars on about ten minutes of conversation with her (barf — #wedontacceptinsurancehere), I feel it was money well spent. I left feeling (finally) calmer about the situation, even though she confirmed my fear that this scar is here for the long haul and will always be visible. It still felt better to know what I should do to minimize its appearance and — bonus! — she complimented the repair work of my neighbor, marveling over how tidy the stitches were. Sometimes seeing an expert, even when nothing can be done, is the only way to quiet the nerves and begin to move forward
  3. Wear sunscreen. Everyday. I used to apply my SPF-infused tinted moisturizer and call it a day. Dr. Naidu encouraged daily sunscreen to minimize the appearance of the scar, and it’s now a permanent fixture in my skincare routine and I’ll never stop. I’d been meaning to get more serious about my anti-aging regimen anyway; this was as perfect a wake-up call as any. I am IN LOVE with this fluid sunscreen from La Roche Posay, which melts into the skin with no white residue and layers very easily over my serum. (I use a brightening serum, then sunscreen, then moisturizer.) It boasts SPF60 as well as UVA/UVAB protection. It’s a surprisingly small bottle for the price but it lasts a very long time — a little goes a long way. I’m still using the first bottle I bought in early December!
  4. Be gentle with your skin. I had always heard that you should apply skincare products in a gentle upward motion to avoid wrinkles and undue stress on your skin, but summarily dismissed the advice. When my forehead was still very tender, I was surprised at how even the gentlest of strokes tugged at my stitches. It made me realize how rough I had been with my skin! I’ve since learned to be a lot gentler with my skin, and to carefully smooth products with a lighter (upward!) touch.
  5. Don’t skimp on skincare. There are lots of areas you can go the bargain route when it comes to beauty. I’ve heard, for example, from multiple beauty insiders that there is very little difference between mascaras by prestige cosmetics companies and those by drugstore brands. (Someone recently told me it’s all about the brush, anyway!) A few of my favorite inexpensive beauty finds (many recommended by my readers): this clear brow gel, drugstore shampoo (<<this stuff just works, even though I alternate with pricier brands), this moisturizing/setting/toning spray. But core skincare? Ever since the fall, I’ve decided that I will always invest in a pot of La Mer moisturizing cream, even if I supplement with this gel moisturizer for late-afternoon pick-me-ups. I swear that my skin has never looked healthier. I’m a convert. I’m highly intrigued by Augustinus Bader’s Rich Cream, which seems to be EVERYWHERE right now and has grown quite the cult following. One thing to keep in mind with Bader’s tincture is that you are not supposed to use a serum beneath it; it includes a serum in its formula! So, though it is very pricey, if you subtract the cost of your usual serum from the regimen, I find it more legitimizable. (Still, I’m going to stick with La Mer in the short term because it was originally designed to minimize scarring on burn victims!) Finally, the plastic surgeon gave me a tube of SkinMedica’s scar recovery gel, which I have applied to the scar twice a day. She told me that women with darker shades of skin benefit from using Vitamin E oil and cocoa butter, but fairer skins fare (ha!) better with this silicon gel formula. The entire regimen is not cheap but — it’s my face!!! Not an area I want to skimp on.
  6. Slow down. The biggest lesson from all of this: just.slow.your.roll. Pressure is a choice and there was absolutely no reason why I should have been racing around my apartment on a random Saturday evening.
  7. Keep a sense of humor. I was painfully self-conscious about my forehead for the first few weeks after the fall and in fact wore a steri-strip over it for weeks, feeling better when the wound was covered. It was paradoxically easier for me to call attention to it — “oh, this bandaid? I tripped and fell and had to get nine stitches!” — than to wonder whether so-and-so was sitting across from me, wondering what had happened to my head. That said, I would often follow up my quick explanation with the admittedly funny context for the fall, which was that a pizza from Joe’s had just arrived and I was literally sprinting to my room to get something so I could eat. I was four months pregnant and HANGRY. #PREGNANTWOMANPROBLEMS. I always get a good laugh when the headline is: “Pregnant Woman Sprints to Pizza Dinner and Winds Up with Nine Stitches.”
  8. Be demure in asking others about their well-being. Between my pregnancy and my head wound, I felt as though my body had become a public space: strangers would comment on my belly, on my forehead with regularity. (“What happened to you?” asked a cashier when I really did not want to talk about it.) I felt as though the tenderest parts of my life were on display, ripe for public commentary. I hated it. I have always known not to ask a woman whether she is pregnant unless she has previously established it and I trust myself to be a reasonably sensitive and discreet person in general, but the experience was a reminder to be consciously demure in my interactions with others where their own well-being and health are concerned. Wait for them to broach the subject.
  9. Time heals all wounds. An oldie but a goodie. I will always have a scar on my forehead but am astounded by how unobtrusive it has become. When my mother visited me a week ago, I asked, “How does my scar look?” She paused. “What scar?” She was being generous, but I have to admit that sometimes I look in the mirror and barely notice it. With a good pot of concealer (<<my current favorite; it is super thick but easy to blend and good at adding dimension/highlight to your face, as I think many people use it for contouring, which I known nothing about), a consistent regimen of high-end moisturizer, and time, the scar has dramatically improved in appearance.
  10. Be grateful. If I could go back to my scar-free forehead, I would. I know people say that scars give you character and that wrinkles are reminders of a life well-lived, but but but. Let me be honest: I’d rather not have this scar. Mine is not even an interesting story; there’s no “I fought off a wild boar while defending my child.” It’s just random clumsiness. I so wish I had been more appreciative and less critical of my blemish-free face. So now I’m checking in with myself, channeling gratitude for my ache-free bones and scar-free limbs.

OK, and I’m done. Please forgive my over-indulgence on this topic, but there we are. Vanity, thy name is woman.

Post Scripts.

*Note: I know you have loved the carousels in my most recent posts and I will pick these back up! Our sweet nanny was out last week and I am behind!

+I’ve developed an Instagram crush on Lauren Gores, the founder of cult skincare line Summer Fridays. She recently added this R&R mask to her collection and it is getting rave reviews. Immediately added to cart! She recently wore this fluffy Reformation bomber (seen above) and I immediately wanted to recreate her 70s boho look! How chic? Get the look for less with this.

+Loving these Goyard-esque pouches (check out the squared/shadow-blocked prints), personalizable with monogram! I think I am going to order one in the pink print with my initials in white for summer.

+A great tie-dye snag for $35 if you’re into the trend.

+Love this white bootie, on sale. Pair with ankle-length mom jeans for an of-the-moment vibe.

+A sleek everyday mule for $35. Love them with this dress.

+A great indoor activity for minis during these lingering cold months.

+Pretty and simple. Wear with a delicate gold necklace (or several).

+Dying over these for micro.

+Don’t know why but my favorite pair of non-designer-glasses-that-look-like-designer-glasses are only $48 here.

+Really good home finds.

I am dying over this pleated tiger-print skirt from Rixo (seen above) and would love to pair it with a black turtleneck bodysuit or — per the chic pea’s sartorial direction above — a chunky cream knit (<< on sale for $32!). (Also check out this chunky knit in the blush or white, also on sale!)

I’m still very much on the fence about whether or not this Emilia Wickstead will be seasonally appropriate for micro’s “sprinkle” (apparently you don’t have a full-on shower for second children!), as it was a biting 20 degrees at one point over the weekend, and so — I am wondering if I can finagle my bump into this dress variation on the printed skirt above? Too crazy? I think the seams might just work with my silhouette these days, but the print is a little intense for a midday baby shower. (Also love this, but think it’s a bit informal, and this, which I fear will be too narrow in the waist BUT LOVE. This might be just the ticket with it’s elasticized waist situation, or maybe this — so on-the-money in its tie-dye print. I bought this style before but found it dwarfed my frame; it might work better for me while pregnant.)

Not maternity-friendly so much, but a few other pieces I’m coveting:

+This cool knit combo dress, to be worn with the perfect black pump and red lips.

+It might be late in the season to be buying outerwear, but I love the length and pattern on this affordable coat, with white skinnies and Chanel flats…

+Another great knit at another great price.

+THESE BOOTS THO. Wear with jeans and a basic white tee and still feel like a trillion bucks.

+Into this cape (on sale for $35!), with its Louis-Vuitton-esque print. I’d wear with neutrals — a white or cream sweater, white skinnies.

+This floral dress is everything. Maybe for my 35th birthday??

+LOVE these Vejas with the lavender trim!

+My favorite dress this season was this Ganni leopard-print one, which worked well with my bump and I liked to pair with little kitten-heel ankle booties and occasionally a black fur vest over the top depending on whether we were in the throes of the polar vortex or not. This frilled mini in a similar print has also turned my head!

+How chic is this?! ($50!)

+These rainboots (I like them in that clay/gray color or the army green) look an awful lot like a more expensive pair I’ve been seeing all over the place…but cost only $25!

P.S. My sister just moved from London to New York and watching her navigate the transition has brought back all the feelings from our move in New York — there’s nothing quite like that awkward, disorienting middleground between homes.

P.P.S. The power of silence, a toast to my brother, and the weight of words.

My Latest Snag: Where the Crawdads Sing.

Did anyone else finish the February book club pick already? I am sticking to my new year’s resolutions and turning in early to read most nights of the week, so I’ve plowed through about a book a week so far this year. I’m nearly done with Where the Crawdads Sing and while I find the quality of the writing erratic (some chapters are lyrical and captivating; others are cloyingly saccharine, as when the narrator is reunited with her brother — the dialogue was absurdly stilted and mawkish), I think it’s an important read. I’m maybe 80% done with it and I keep thinking about Circe and the Brett Kavanaugh hearings and — it feels like an important, topical thing to read, as so much of it has to do with a woman in exile whose story is at odds with the interpretations of those around her. There are also interesting inflections to contemplate when holding it alongside Lauren Groff’s Florida, another Magpie book club pick from earlier this year, as both claim the wild marshlands of the coastal Southern U.S. as their settings, and both interrogate the relationship between nature and (wo-)man many times over. A stirring read, though not without its faults.

(More books to read right now.)

You’re Sooooo Popular: The UES Mom Jacket.

The most popular items on le blog this week:

+The Upper East Side mom jacket. Read more about it here.

+Such a cute sundress! (Under $100.)

+For the second week running: my new favorite tinted moisturizer. More pigmented and concentrated than the Laura Mercier fan favorite. LOVE the way it blends into my skin!

+An incredible product for delivering volume to even the limpest, finest of hair (ahem, mine). I’m hooked!

+Speaking of haircare, many of you are hooked on this! Still have not pulled the trigger…

+The best mittens for a cold snap. (Lined in fleece!)

+This tea is like catnip for me. I cannot get enough of it. So, so smooth — almost chocolatey!? I can’t explain it, but try it once and see how you feel.

+My favorite everyday bra.

#Turbothot: A Problem of Authorship.

When I finished the February book club pick, I immediately assigned it a high score within the context of my own personal rubric (1-5). Then I read the afterword by the author and did a little recon on him and found myself docking the book several points. Now I can scarcely think of it without cringing. I’ll write a full review explaining why and how my opinion of the work changed as I learned more about the author at the end of this month, but the evolution of my perspective on the book has sat uncomfortably with me over the past few weeks.

A couple of you had written in to mention that Sherman Alexie had been embroiled in multiple complaints of sexual harassment, and that his book (which is written from the perspective of a fourteen-year-old boy and is often assigned as high school reading) had been pulled from many school book lists as a result. My initial reaction was, “Well, that will provide some interesting context for conversation at book club, but it won’t — and shouldn’t — preclude me from reading and discussing it.” My initial thinking was that the evaluation of book club candidates from the perspective of whether or not the author was a good person was a slippery slope. That exercise might exclude half of the best-loved, most important books of the past few centuries. And where would I draw lines around what makes an author “good” or not? For example, would I cut the work of Thomas Jefferson because he owned slaves? Would I avoid Hemingway because he was a known philanderer? These authors led deeply morally troubling lives and yet — and yet — and yet. How do we reconcile the quality and importance of their work with the facts of their authorship?

There is also a danger of running too far afield, of censoring too much, of too heavily imposing my own values in the selection of books, in turn heading off healthy cognitive dissonance and debate.

There is also a more erudite angle to contend with, and it has to do with my training in the study of literature. For years, I tried on the various lenses of my professors: a gender studies/queer theory lens here, a post-colonial lens there, a new historicist take from this professor, a structuralist take from that one. Gradually, I realized that none of these professors had the entire picture of a work when choosing to favor just one approach to the text, and that there was fallibility and a very human kind of personal preference in their interpretations of the books we were reading. And so I consciously reflected on which of the many critical apparatuses I’d learned about appealed most to me on an intuitive level. I found that close textualist / formalist readings were my wheelhouse: I was at home thinking about narrative design, analyzing the various plot points and devices to understand the inner workings of a text. I preferred to think of each book as a kind of universe unto itself, with its own logic and rules and symmetries and patterns. I looked for repetitions and echoes. I was drawn to formulas and sequences. I made much of these things, all the while knowing that in choosing to look at texts through this one particular lens, I was silencing other, equally yielding perspectives.

And so, there’s a kind of academic rootedness when I say that I tend to prefer to approach a book as if it has dropped from a tree straight into my lap, and I often consciously choose not think about its provenance too carefully. I opt to consider it on its own, understand it on its own terms, react to it almost in a vacuum, guided by the underpinning assumption that readers are active participants in the creation of artistic meaning.

But — this Alexie book and its surrounding controversies came along and, man!, it’s made me re-think everything. I find myself entirely unable to — and indeed morally blocked from — disambiguating the work from the context of its authorship.

Where do you fall on this spectrum of readership? Do you find you need to understand the historical and social context of a book, or are you able to separate a book from the potentially troubling conditions of its creation?

(How’s that for casual Saturday morning fare?)

#Shopaholic: The Tailored Dress.

+Many of you asked about the shift dress I wore with Gucci tights to a baby shower (shown in Instastories) last weekend. Sadly, the dress is several years old (from Banana Republic), but this sweet dress is markedly similar owing to that cuff detail! I’d order in the pink.

+This dress is like an affordable version of the Emilia Wickstead one I waxed poetic about not too long ago!

+This rash guard is BEYOND for a mini.

+I am actually obsessed with this skirt. LOVE. The length, the fabric, the pleats! I need this!

+Such a darling (and heavily-discounted!) dress for a last-minute Valentine’s Day look for a mini.

+These seem like a good approach to making vegetables and fruits more palatable to a toddler! (Thanks, Maura — snagged this idea from your newsletter!)

+Such a pretty early spring dress.

+Love this traditional-leaning tablecloth.

+A really good price on a wear-with-everything Prada sandal.

+Major lust list item.

+Have been living in robes lately. Love this one.

Mr. Magpie and I have been planning for months to go to Tuscany this summer along with his extended family. A villa has been rented, deposits have been paid, and we had begun edging towards looking at plane tickets when we paused and asked ourselves: “Should we be traveling internationally with a baby that will only be one month old at the time?” I’d had a pit in my stomach on this topic for months. It was one of the first thoughts that skittered through my mind after I found out I was expecting, in fact, and a subject that has occasionally kept me up at night: “But we’ll need two pack and plays…” and “Maybe a friend will lend me her Yoyo so we can take two Yoyos with us” and “I wonder if I could sleep on a couch in a common area so I don’t wake mini up with nursing micro every 2 hours…” and “How will I feel if I do need to have a c-section and am still recovering?” Ya know, privileged problems but problems nonetheless. I’ve shuffled these mild anxieties under the rug, telling myself that we’ll figure it out, that I shouldn’t be so precious, that a trip abroad with a young baby will be good for everyone.

But.

I decided to investigate more formally. I had read online that there’s nothing strictly prohibiting a baby from traveling at any age, other than the hectic finagling of a last-minute passport for a wee one. My pediatrician echoed this sentiment, but added, gently: “It’s not bad per se. The altitude isn’t a problem. But planes are dirty. And if your baby catches something on a plane and develops a fever at a young age, you would need to bring him to a hospital. And it’s just — not ideal. But if you need to travel, you can.” This, coming from a highly pragmatic, non-alarmist French doctor whose advice I trust implicitly. She added, a bit later: “Think also of yourself. Would you enjoy a trip when you are already adjusting and sleeping so little? With none of your creature comforts around you?”

And so my entirely unfounded and implausible visions of laying out by a pool behind a Tuscan villa, a glass of wine in my hand, evaporated.

I’m simultaneously disappointed, relieved, and nonchalant about it all. While I’m devastated to miss out on a once-in-a-lifetime family reunion, what happier reason to cancel a trip than the birth of a child? It is what it is, and this is the fortunate and chaotic season of life we’re in right now. International travel can wait. We’ll be hanging close to the fold and are instead planning a trip to the Hamptons (around two hours away by car). POOR US.

I had been doing research on travel gear (both in anticipation of our trip to warmer climes next week, and in over-eager excitement over the prospect of this Italy trip) and thought I’d share some finds nonetheless…and I pretty much imagine myself looking like the ultra-chic pregnant woman above — could I pull off a gray wool fedora and a popcorn knit sweater (on sale for $32!!!) with such aplomb?

+The cutest matching swimsuits for boys and girls. (More coordinating swimwear here.)

+I’m not a pajamas-on-plane person, but these ribbed cashmere leggings look like heaven for a long flight (or some basic blush ones). (Maybe with GG high tops.) Mini could coordinate (in non-cashmere) with these jams and these kicks (or these). So neutral-chic!

+I usually like to travel with a pashmina that can be tied as a scarf when cold, draped over bare shoulders in the evening, and repurposed as a travel blanket. I’ll be swapping in my St. Frank Textiles throw this go around! It’s super lightweight but warm.

+Lusting after one of these metallic Rimowa suitcases.

+I absolutely LOVE these toning and makeup-removing pads (one of the first things I did after delivering mini was wipe one all over my face! ha!) but am drawn to these individually-wrapped wipes for travel situations. (I swear by their living luminizer — it’s like a corpse reviver for those days where you are hanging on by a thread.)

+I’ve been meaning to buy one of these long iPhone charging cables forever, and just added one to my cart. Handy for travel, where you can adapt to any sleeping situation, or for my impending hospital visit (the plugs are almost never close to the bed!)

+I’ve been over this topic 2398293829382 times, but I swear that the only way to stay organized when traveling with children is to keep everything in little pouches. I have two sets of these and will use one for mini and one for micro. (The different colors will help keep their stuff separate and organized!) I also have a few Truffle pouches for my liquid carry-ons and for miscellaneous in-flight must-haves, like earbuds, pens, Advil, lip balm, etc. I also recently bought a couple of clear larger cosmetics pouches because I find it so much easier to find things (duh) — I’ll use one for skincare, a second for makeup, and a third for mini’s stuff (in case of emergency medicine, shampoo, diaper cream, etc). I still love my Cuyana cases but am finding I reach for the clear ones when traveling with the family.

+Thinking about snagging this for travel days to keep my structure-less Cuyana tote tidy.

+This travel pillow gets really good reviews. I think my friend Grace recommended it first.

+I recently read a strong (favorable) review of Kopari’s mini deodorants for travel! It might have been on Grace’s blog as well!

+Good shades are a must. Love these and of course these (recently restocked! hurry!).

+A couple of fun, vacation-ready dresses I’m eyeing: this (under $100), this (on sale!), this, and this. All would look incredible with a simple pair of slides.

P.S. 8 things I never travel without and lessons from traveling abroad.

P.P.S. More life lessons.