Bohemian Farm Girl

Bohemian Farm Girl | www.eccentricowl.com I thrifted this 1970’s dress over the weekend, when my husband and I were on our overnight Valentine’s day trip to Port Townsend. Other than the fact that I love slightly over-the-top vintage, I primarily bought it for a hopeful future photo shoot with a few friends, as I want to stage a fake bride-and-bridesmaids woodland wedding shoot in the summer.

But the other day, as I envisioned the shoot, I thought… why not pull it out and do my own photoshoot, right now? And then I wondered: why don’t people wear stuff like this all the time? Because, you guys. I felt pretty fabulous. I think I need to get over those insecurities of going out in something incredibly different, and just… dress like this more often.

I think getting dressed in something pretty every day hugely helps right now, going through this phase of trying not to compare myself to other people, and trying to regain some confidence. To be honest, at this point in pregnancy I just feel… not fat, really, but not pregnant, either. Bloated, perhaps. I don’t feel like this belly is a pregnant one yet. It’s so interesting to me, the difference between my first pregnancy and my second — at this point with Asa, I definitely felt pregnant, and the belly definitely felt like baby and not fat.

And it’s rare for me now to feel really fantastic these days, but this dress did it! I suspect false lashes and flowers in my hair also had something to do with that, but really… twirly dresses always make me feel better. Twirly dresses, flowers, and sunshine. Is there anything better?

I am so looking forward to the spring! As I mentioned a little while ago, my mom and I are going to garden, and I cannot wait to dig in (pun intended) and start growing things. I’ve always loved playing in the dirt, and gardening is basically just a more grown-up way to do that. We ordered seeds yesterday, so now we have to convince my husband to till up the dirt for us, and maybe build a few garden boxes so we can get planting come March.

I truly am a farm girl at heart.