• 12 September 2012
On Monday, I popped into Zara in San Francisco with my mama. Gray desperately needed some non-truck/car/Star Wars clothing to mix things up a bit and for some reason most of the hand-me-downs from his older brother have almost entirely disappeared. He is my youngest child, as most of you know, and quite honestly the only one I can dress 100% of the time. Everyone else has some sort of opinion on the matter (drat!).
I made every attempt to stick to the boys clothes, but we all know that the girls sections are more fun, so I had to take a quick jaunt through the brocade, gold and plaid. You have no idea what kind of self-discipline I drummed up that morning as I ran my hands across potential Christmas dresses and sweet coats. Focus, focus...
Also, for some strange reason, I always (always!) forget that Zara has an e-commerce site (you'll find prices fairly similar to H&M fyi). So if you don't live in or near San Francisco (or another Zara-sporting city), you can order frocks online instead. Consider this your reminder...and mine :)