Wow! The day finally came and I’m still pinching myself because I can’t believe I’m going to be a part of this great team. Shana was a big inspiration when I started my blog and I was always using the #myeverydayedit hashtag to see if I could get a feature. But this? I’m still in disbelief. And we met in person! We sat, talked and laughed while enjoying some chips and guac.
So…hola! I’m Julieta. I’m almost 29 years old, a wife to an amazing man, a mom to a threenager, a three-month-old and a baby I never got to hold. I was born and raised in Colombia, but love and fashion brought me to NY. During a semester I came to study English my now husband made the move and didn’t let me go back to my country without a ring on my hand. He was lucky because I always had in mind to finish college and come to NY to continue my fashion studies at FIT. I quickly returned to Colombia to finish my last semester. Once done, I got married, packed what I could of my life and moved to the United States at the young age of 21. I know I was crazy! oh and he’s Colombian too!
Less Generic Info
I think I’ll have an accent forever. I’ve struggled with depression. My best weapon to fight perfectionism is to confess my imperfections to whoever I meet. My miscarriage changed my life, but I’m thankful for both my depression and my miscarriage. I love God and my prayers are more like tantrums. I check all the labels of the groceries I buy, make protein kale smoothies but have no issue when it comes to eating three or five doughnuts at once.
Designing my own line has always been my dream. My grandma taught me to hand sew and cut some patterns since I was very little. Every time I went to her house I would leave with a bag of fabric left overs to sew clothing for my dolls and barbies. I rarely played with dolls. I would make clothes while my sisters played.
My friends text me asking me what to wear or how to style something, but sometimes I have no clue what to wear myself.
On Style and Motherhood
I’m my pre-kids life I used to have 2 wardrobes to account for my more formal and special clothes and my casual, more like old and stained clothes. There was very little overlap between these two and I would never wear a nice top on a regular day. I would say “oh, no I can’t waste this today” even if I wanted to wear it.
Once I became a mom and decided to be home, all my “nice and special” clothes stayed intact in the back of my closet. Even if I wanted to wear something from it on a regular day, my mind would yell “you’re going to be home nursing a baby 200 times a day, save it for other day” But the day never came or it would be a long time before it actually did.
It took some time and a change of mindset about my new role and job. I learned that taking care of my son, managing to get out of the house and going to the playground or grocery store was especial enough for me to feel good and wear what I wanted.
I don’t have mom style figured out and never will. It’s a never-ending progress just as motherhood is. However, I believe we can still look good despite the puke, the wrinkles, the sleep deprivation and the dark circles under our eyes.
Like in these pics. They look so cute, but do you know what’s going on behind them?
– 3 year old chopped his hair off one or two days before the shoot. He was also hungry and sleepy, hence the froyo and pizza in the pics.
– I wasn’t chasing him to get a pic of how fun a mom I am…pfff was just trying to get a smile out of him.
– and I totally forgot the diaper bag at home and the baby pooped. Luckily his poop doesn’t smell bad yet!
So, what’s my plan? find ways to look stylishly tired…and be a total mess while doing it.
A&E white tank top I really like the fit. I tucked it in to go for the look I wanted but it looks good on its own.
Vince Camuto crossbody: Old but I love this one! I can’t live without cross body bags.