
I wrote a lil’ thing for Vogue about how I prepped for our daughter’s arrival by losing my mind on vintage baby stuff. So much new kids’ clothing is serving tradwife milk pail madness, and it made me feel funny.
It’s been a true ball and education going decade by decade and toggling between Europe and the US (you can tell a lot about a culture by how we dress our children!) Poshmark and Depop sellers of tiny hats have become my close and intimate friends.
But sometimes you need a very practical item, or to send a baby gift that doesn’t arrive smelling like cigarettes and old milk.
No sponcon/affiliate links (not that there’s anything wrong with that!)
This is just for fun and it’s what dances like sugarplums in my brain now
:)
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