It was a Terrible, Horrible, No Good, Very Bad Day

April 19th, 2015

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Yesterday. It was a terrible, horrible, no good, very bad day.

It started off on the right foot — I colored my gray hairs (I blame my children) at Gleam. I noshed on some cookies and cream-flavored ice cream at Whip and Dip (their handmade ice cream makes life worth living). I was able to cyber stalk Kendall Jenner and Justin Bieber (yes, I think I’m 19 years old) on Instagram for a solid 35 minutes (like a psychotic psycho). 

Then the phone rang. And shit got real.

The husband reported my 5-year-old son’s leg was broken in a freak golf cart accident. The feelings of hearing such bad news for any mother go something like this: Fear, panic, veiled stoicism (to get them through them through the trauma), followed by a profound sense sadness. Because when someone you love is down and out, you can’t help but channel that same energy.

Twenty-four hours later and I’m still in the sadness phase because the poor fella has a full leg cast on relegating him to the couch and Sponge Bob Square Pants for the next 4 weeks. He can only hobble on his crutches rendering him feeling frustrated and annoyed. 

But then there was an aha! moment this morning. As I cradled him to take him to the bathroom, I felt this overwhelming sense of complete love. He was clinging on to me for dear life and the sentiment felt much like the way a mother feels toward a newborn: A complete sense of unconditional love and this weird out-of-body feeling that I created this little life and it depends on me 110 percent.

And that, my friends, is the best feeling in the world. Things are looking up for us, you see?

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Need a Lyft?

April 16th, 2015

Lyft

{Me in front of a Lyft car (love the pink “glowstache!”) in an ASOS embellished blouse, Citizens of Humanity jeans, Leon Max suede fringe heels, Chanel boy bag, Céline sunnies}

Lyft

Lyft

{This is Alex from Lyft. He agreed to fist pump with me.}

Lyft

Need a Lyft, Miami? No, really. Lyft matches drivers with passengers who request rides through their smartphone app — in a matter of minutes. Brilliant, I know. This equates to no more drinking and driving. No more where-can-I-park meltdowns? No more transportation stress.

And the peeps at Lyft were cool enough to hook YOU up with a Wordy Girl discount code for your next Lyft ride. Simply use the code: THEWORDYGIRL (not case sensitive) or go to this link for a free ride up to $20. 

Enjoy the complimentary cruise, friends!

This post was sponsored by Lyft, all opinions are my own.

 

 

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On Bad Reality TV and Flower Crowns

April 14th, 2015

Miami Fashion Blogger

{Jen’s Pirate Booty dress, N&K Designs shark tooth necklace, Lorraine Schwartz evil eye bracelet}

Maria Tettamanti

maria tettamanti

flower crown

N&K designs

the standard hotel

I love me a powder blue gauze-y dress. I just do. There’s something ethereal about this little number making it perfect for lazy days beside the beach or pool — a favoirte pastime of mine.

Okay, enough about the outfit. It’s cute. You get it. 

What’s new with you freaks? Over the past weekend, I was able to clock in some serious couch time and caught up with all my prized reality TV shows such as The Real Housewives of Beverly Hills (where, after the reunions shows, I came to the conclusion Brandi Glanville was dropped on her head as an infant), Keeping up With The Kardashians (Kim, do we really need to know you needed your placenta surgically removed? And Kylie, I can’t with the plastic surgery at age 17. Lord Disick is proving to be the most “normal” of them all, which is frigging ridiculous), and Dateline (Where I deduced this simple truth: If your lover is cheating on you and got a life insurance policy out on your ass…you’re goner. Like, dead-zo. Like, hire a bodyguard stat.).

I just started watching the Netflix show Bloodline and am really feeling it because the hot dad from Friday Night Lights plays the lead role and it’s rather soap opera-ish (Read: Awesome sauce). The show is set in Islamorada which happens to be my favorite Key down South.

Enough television talk! I sound like an issue of TV Guide. But I do know want to ask you…what show should I tune into next?

 

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Loco for Coco

April 6th, 2015

Coconut Cartel

{For Love & Lemons bandeau top and skirt, Stella McCartney platforms (old)}

Coconut Cartel

{Love me some Coconut Cartel cocos}

For Love & Lemons

Coconut Cartel

If this Hawaiian-inspired look doesn’t make you want to beeline it to the nearest tropical destination and order up a rum-infused fruity libation…YOU’RE CRAZY.  I’m head over heels with this For Love & Lemons bandeau top and maxi skirt — because it has “mai tai” written all over it. AND THAT’S A GOOD THING, OBVIOUSLY.

Another good thing? Coconut Cartel’s fresh coconuts pictured here in my palms (no, this is not a plug — I guzzle these real-deal coconuts on the regular whenever I’m at The Standard). They quench my thirst like no other and the packaging (Shallow-quality-in-a-person alert: I LOVE GOOD PACKAGING. I’m a sucker for it. Sue me.) is on the money, honey.

Anyhoo…sorry I’ve been a little MIA here on the blog, kids. My real children had Spring Break and followed by a subsequent Easter break which left me with:

1) Negative 25 minutes for myself. Fo realz.

2) Scrambling from the movies, to the beach, to play dates to the supermarket to the park and back to the supermarket with said children (Christ! How many times can a human go to the damn grocery store!? How is it possible to go through four boxes of Fruit Rollups in two days? How much toilet paper does one household really need? And is there a troll under our stairs guzzling all the milk in the fridge?)

3) No other choice but to swig double the amount of socially acceptable sauvignon blanc.

But I’m back from a relaxing family trip to Pinehurst, North Carolina and this mama is all Zen and shit and ready to tackle the world. Or at least the four jam-packed suitcases currently sitting in the hallway. Baby steps, people. Baby steps.

 

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Tory Burch or Bust

March 30th, 2015

Tory Burch

{Coat, Top, Shorts, Sandals, Handbag, Earrings and Necklace c/o Tory Burch}

Tor yBurch

Tory Burch

Tory Burch

Tory Burch

There’s a famous Greek song entitled “Maria in Yellow,” so I’ve always had this bizarre connection with the citrus-y hue. With this said, I have a major crush on this yellow ensemble by Tory Burch. This exact look was the opening look from Tory’s Spring runway show and with good reason — it’s so casual yet elegant at the same time…so me!

Tory Burch was kind enough to ask me to host a Styling Session (yep, yours truly will personally style you) on Wednesday, April 1 from 7 p.m. to 9 p.m. at their Bal Harbour Shops boutique. 20% of the night’s proceeds will benefit The Cushman School. Drinks and bites are in the mix, too.

Co-hosting the invite-only event with me are fellow Cushman mommies Martina Basabe, Karla Duran, Lina Eusse-Feliz, Michelle Febres, Kate Ingraham, Irina Lopatine,Karen Lopez Jordan, Ali Matlick, Elena Nechtcheret and Sallie Anne Rodriguez.

And you’re invited! To RSVP, simply comment below with your first and last name. Hope to see you there!

tory burch event

 

 

 

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