Click. Read. Love. 10.31.20
Happy Halloween. I am admittedly not a huge Halloween person but I did dress Marin up in two costumes so I guess that makes me one now, lol. I am getting ready to bring everyone up to Vermont again for a bit, mainly because I didn’t want to ride out election week at home alone. Trying to take deep breaths and manifest a good outcome. Hope all of you have a great weekend.
If you’re looking for something to buy, try, read, share or pin, we’ve got you covered. Here’s the best of the week…
Jess (J) & Caylin (C)
Click. Read. Love. 10.31.20
Whewwww. This article stirred up some serious craziness in the comments—why your partner shouldn’t ask your dad for permission to marry you.
A friend sent me this essay this week called The Crane Wife from The Paris Review and it’s freaking fantastic. If you make time to read anything this week, read this. It’s a reflection on how hard it can be to ask for what you need and how we can turn ourselves inside out for others. (C)
So adults don’t really trick or treat, but who doesn’t get a little sweets craving around Halloween. These homemade apple cider caramels might be the grown up Halloween candy you need.
Sephora’s big Holiday Sales Event just started and I’m sharing a bunch of my faves here. (J)
Here for AOC on the December cover of Vanity Fair.
My favorite RBG mask is back in stock! I have a small.
A really beautiful way to think about not getting FOMO from different life milestones.
This cold, rainy weather makes us want soup 24/7, this cream of mushroom recipe looks like a hug in a bowl.
In love with Tradlands version of the Fisherman sweater this year and it’s cotton so no itchiness!
I love seeing other people’s skincare routines and Grace’s does not disappoint. The girl knows her products. My skin has been insanely dry and I got a rash on my chin so I started testing this moisturizer and it was one Grace raved about!
What if friendship was the partnership we built our lives around?
Shouldn’t it be a red flag when a political party is doing everything in their power to invalidate your vote?!
Some out-of-work restaurant workers have found a new calling: getting out the vote.
Ordered this Chappy Wrap blanket for the Vermont House and it’s so cozy.
Apparently there’s a full blue moon coming this weekend.
Chrissy Teigan’s essay on the loss of her pregnancy is a must-read—there’s so many poignant thoughts that apply not only to loss but the fertility struggle in general.
We have pretty much zero furniture up in Vermont but I just ordered this kitchen table and I’m abnormally excited about it. Love that it’s also fair trade and sustainably sourced.
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I’m grateful to you for sending me to read The Crane Wife. Beautiful writing.
It was so, so beautifully written. I’m so happy you enjoyed it. Thanks for reading! xx
Chrissy Teagans essay on losing her preemie baby really brought me back so many years to losing my third pregnancy and struggling to hold on just a few more weeks until 2 days into my eighth month. They didn’t know that I was losing amniotic fluid as my bronchial cough did break a leak my water in the end of my 4th month. I expected labor to occur that night feeling life already, but I did not go into labor . There was apparently a slow leak . With no sonograms then, no modern equipment there was no sure way to tell. I went about my life until I bled in the night 2 days into my Seventh month. They knew for sure then it was my waters not urine. In the hospital. On bed rest at home , I made it until 2 days into my Eighth month. I delivered in the dark of night with a fever and a team of Drs to deliver my breach 3 lb 2 oz 3rd third child.,,He was a live crying boy that we named Todd. They whisked him away to the nursery. I literally heard the nurses outside my room say that my baby died during the night . I demanded to be taken to the nursery. They did not. They said that I was dreaming. In the morning I saw my Pediatrician’s face tell it all. It was not today with all the great NICU’s . He should have lived . I never got to hold him. That decision was made by my whole family that I could not endure that. I’m afraid what will happen in the courts today as I think about that . The loss lingers still today as I think I could have had another boy . I lost my young son two years ago. It pains me still when I see a baby delivered on TV and cry or read this honest story and I cry. It’s an experience no mother ever forgets. I understand Chrissy’s post completely and my tears mingle with hers years later . ?
Lynn, so deeply sorry for your losses. Thank you so much for your beautiful comment and for being such a wonderful part of our community. xx