Tuesday, February 17, 2009

Me B.C.

I was getting in the shower the other day when I looked down and noticed my magazine basket. The same magazine basket that hasn't been updated in 2 years.

Vogue, Elle, Bazaar, InStyle. I whipped out a whopping $17.29 every month on magazines. I knew exactly what day my Target put them out on the shelves.

Those magazines that sit in my bathroom got me thinking.

I think that people should know the Hailey B.C.

Before Children.

I am sure you all are DYING to know.

Let's rewind.

Meet Hailey. Circa 2005.

I read Vogue cover to cover. I never skipped a page.

I secretly wanted to run with the likes of Margarita Missoni, Kate Moss, Sienna Miller, Gisele Bundchen.

I longed for a pair of Manolos, Jimmy Choos and Louboutins. (Ok, ok. Maybe I still do.)

I saw a Chanel tweed suit and a pair of pearls as a staple in the closet of very classy women.

I wondered aimlessly in the cold, braless because it was "beautiful" and "in". (If I did that now you would have to search for my nipples, only to find them close to my belly button. Just a FYI.)

A Missoni bikini and Blumarine dresses sent my heart aflutter.

I would have given my right arm for a Balenciaga Motorcycle bag.

I went as far as to buy 4 of the same pocketbook (different colors of course) at Target that year because they slightly resembled the Balenciaga bag I longed for.

I also bought a fabulous gypsy skirt because the stitching reminded me of a Jean Paul Gaultier.

Carrie Bradshaw was my idol.

I was in school to become a teacher but envied girls that got to work with Anna Wintour. (Can you imagine!?)

Fast-forward 4 years.

Oh my, how my life has changed. It is a great life but it has changed.

After having Caroline, I started getting Vogue in the mail because I didn't have time to go to Target. The magazine would spend WEEKS in the plastic waiting to be read. I didn't have time to shower much less sit down and read a magazine.

Now that I have two babies, my wants have changed so much. I want all things baby.

Yes. I still want a fabulous pair of shoes. My other wants are very different than before.

Now, I long for a Phil and Ted's and a Maclaren.

Sanita shoes and Baby Juicy send my heart aflutter. (Caroline is so cute in both! Her Juicy socks say "Smells like Couture" on the bottom. Cuteness.)

My Petunia Picklebottom is my new Balenciaga Motorcycle bag.

Tonight I realized just how much my life has changed. I realized how much I love where I am and who I have become.

Don't get me wrong though. Being newly married with two children IS difficult (By "newly married" I mean we have been married for almost 3 years. We are still new at the whole married thing). I realized that I DO need time for myself. So I made a promise. I promised myself to go buy Vogue every month. I promised to spend that whole month looking and reading and wanting and living in my fairy tale world for just a few minutes everyday. This will be my escape from the world of crying babies, poopie diapers, fits of anger, food being thrown. Everyday I will devote at least 30 minutes to myself. To myself and Vogue.

Move over babies. Vogue, here I come. It has been WAY to long.

3 comments:

Krystyn said...

You are too funny!

And, it is so true about going back. I often wonder at night when I'm trying to get two kids to be what I did before them? And honestly, I don't remember...so it must not have been nearly as meaningful.

Enjoy your Vogue!

Emily said...

I LOVE this blog post! I love know bc hailey:) thanks for sharing.. I get a lot of mags... a few years ago.. I got glamour, self, cosmo, us, now i get, us, food network, better homes and garden:) Things change:) but its all worth it:)

Christie in Dallas, TX said...

This is a great post! Magazines are just sacred, aren't they?!1 My little girl is now 7 (not so "little") and has a new-found need to pour through In-Style with me. I consider it bonding time for us! :-)