I may not be buying new clothes for myself this year, but I’m coming out of a pregnant/postpartum fog and I’m ready to infuse some style back into my life. I’m starting to peek at friends and blogs and Pinterest, and I’m getting excited about finding pieces that make me feel fiercely feminine. It can’t all be about comfort and toddler-chasing and breastmilk drool. It can’t all be about hospital scrubs, either. I think I’ve decided that I like flowy tops and structured bottoms. I’m working on feeling good in a red lip again. I’d love to get my hands on some fun booties this winter, too. These days, the only real chance I have to experiment with my style is on a solo trip, running errands around town. The grocery store aisle has become my catwalk. At 5’2″, that’s about as good as it’ll ever get, anyway.