In the interest of total transparency, my New Year’s Eve is probably going to look a whole lot like this scene from Home Alone; but on the off chance I’m dragged out of the house to be social, you can bet I will be wearing #allthesequins.

At the start of the year, I started a quest to beef up my closet with stylish and comfortable clothing. Here are some of my most-worn, and most-loved, pieces from 2018!

Some people’s brains dream of putting together outfits; my brain dreams about putting together sandwiches.

Remember how, before having kids, you would wonder to yourself upon seeing a frazzled/screaming/disheveled/otherwise-batshit-crazy mom chasing her kids around the store/park/Starbucks in her trusty athleisure uniform and be all, “Ugh, that will NEVER be me.”

It’s easy to tell when you’re a creature of habit. For example, when you look at my (not very impressive) shoe collection, one thing will undoubtedly jump out: I love booties.

I so want to get quippy and make some comic tie-in between my love for this grandpa blazer and all the grandma-like things I’ve got going on my life these days (exhaustion, advancing to middle age, etc etc), but I gotta shoot you straight and tell you, girlfriend is wiped. Ain’t happenin’ tonight.

There’s something about wrapping up in a cardigan that makes you feel like fall, even if it is still hovering around 90 degrees where you live.

My husband and I have a running joke. Every night, as my finger hovers over the “Set Alarm” button on my iPad, I ask the same question out loud: “Should I do it?”

They’re the friends on your feed or in real life who always have–as the name indicates–fabulous birthdays. Let me rephrase that: faaaaaaaabulous birthdays. They drink mimosas on rooftop lounges for brunch. They stuff a limo full of best friends and drive around to all the hot spots in town.

Here we are again with Baby #3–firmly in the Curious Toddler Stage.