Change is the only constant. Or so they say. If you’ve followed along here for any amount of time… you know that the past six months or so have been a whirlwind of transition in my life! We decided (pretty much on a whim) to pack up our entire lives and move across the country to Denver, Colorado…pretty much for fun. I was also 8 months pregnant at the time. I mean…when else would one decide to move their family 2000 miles? 😉
Denver is finally starting to feel a little bit more like home than an extended vacation. I can finally drive places without my GPS. And I have a slight sense of direction when people reference location. haha. And I do mean slight. We have met some cool people and even call some of them friends. Which is really all I require to start calling somewhere new “home.” I am enjoying this new transition in my life. It has surely been a worthy adventure thus far.
Oddly enough, this is happening simultaneously with the arrival of beach season back home…and an onslaught of beach pics on my various social media channels. The beach is quite literally the only thing about Florida that I miss. Well and my endless tan. My “pale” back home has got nothing on my Colorado pale. I had to buy new foundation.
Colorado does this fancy thing where it goes “hey girl! It’s spring! Bust out your short sleeves and lighter fabrics!” And then it dumps a bunch of snow on you. haha. It’s seriously the weirdest thing. But experiencing seasons is still one of my favorite things about CO. And I do a little happy dance every time that it snows. However, it has made wardrobing an interesting task these days.
So my life has been about transitional layers lately, for Colorado’s bipolar version of Spring and in my life.
Apparently the same rules apply here as in Florida; if I straighten my hair it will rain. My hair adds an extra layer of crazy to my outfits everyday. It also is facing a tough transition of its own… in which it’s transitioning from blonde back to my natural light brown color. yikes. I need to get on that.
The weather certainly has not been warm enough for me to bust out the shorts yet. I’ve seen that the locals are about it on the warmer days. But my Florida blood says jeans, and I obey. American Eagle jeans are my tried and true. I’ve owned more pairs than I can count and I still love them. This is a quarter length sleeve hoody from Victoria’s Secret that is old but I’ll link a similar one. My jacket is a fun play on the military jacket trend and actually has blue pinstripes that aren’t visible in the pics. It’s from H&M. I love.
So Cheers to Spring. The season of new life and cute pinstriped jackets. Cheers to crazy family adventures that actually worked out pretty great.
