The First Fix

Let me be very clear about this post. I am *not* a fashion blogger. Nor will I pretend to be - ever. Because, seriously, what do I do with my hands? Skinny arm it for every photo, or not? Legs straight? One leg bent (which leg should I bend?!!)? Why do my smiles look so damn weird? Why is the lighting in my house so terrible? What the hell am I even doing?

At any rate, I *finally* pulled the trigger and signed up for my first Stitch Fix. As I'm basically the last woman on the planet to join the club I'll spare the detailed rundown of how it works. (If you're not sure how it works here's the express version: pay a stylist $20 to do your clothes shopping, get clothes in the mail, try clothes on in the comfort of your home. Love said clothes? Keep 'em, pay the price of each piece kept. Don't love it? Send back in prepaid shipping bag.) 

I explained to Scott the $20 stylist fee would *easily* add up to the gas it would take me to get to and from the mall, the obligatory Starbucks I'd get while shopping, and likely the Aunt Annie's pretzel I would devour while browsing shop after shop. So, really, the $20 fee was doing us all a favor (not to mention my waistline). And seriously, I honestly cannot remember the last time I shopped for myself. My kids get all the glory when it comes to clothes these days.

When my box came I waited for the kids to go down for naps (a torturous THREE HOURS) before I tore into the package like it was my only ticket to heaven.

Moving along... The clothes!
My stylist did an awesome job of paying attention to my likes, dislikes, and postpartum body that is ever changing (and hopefully continuously shrinking).
Please excuse the mirror in need of a desperate cleaning, as well as the fact that I cannot find the cute little card that gives the name/description of each article of clothing. 

Plaid top and Dark Wash Jeans

I loved the plaid, but wasn't overly thrilled with the colors. I also thought the top was a bit too big, otherwise I would have liked the cut and style. I didn't feel I needed it, and was just meh about it.

Returned.

The jeans were a dream. They were exactly what I've wanted and needed in my life. They are a little long - which I love. They have just the right amount of stretch so they're not cutting off circulation or cutting into any part of my body. And the color? Yep, I love it.

KEEPER! 

I loved the jeans so much I just kept them on for the rest of the fashion show.

Polka Dot Sweater

When I first saw this sweater in the box I was ecstatic. I loved the color, the polka dots, everything. Then I tried it on. The colors kind of washed me out and it was way too heavy of a material. I just know I'd never wear it in Southern California. Also, at least a size, maybe two, too big. 

Returned.

Red Blazer with Polka Dot Detail

This blazer. Oh this blazer. It is so cute. I wish I had a reason, a place, a need to wear it. But, I don't. And, it was too big.

Returned. Sadly.

Cream Top with Jewel Detail

Then this beauty came out of the box and I was IN LOVE. The pattern, the little bit of bling-y detail, the back. Yes. But, again, too big. I contacted Stitch Fix to see if I could exchange it for a smaller size, but to my horror the size I needed was no longer available. Tear.

Returned. Such a pity.

My first SF experience was so much fun. I LOVED being able to try on all my goodies in the comfort of my own home. Though I only came away with one article to keep it was the best experience (I also quickly learned I needed to scale down the size of my tops). It was great to have the option to pull pieces I already own from my closet to see if they would go well with what was in my box. 

My only regret? Not signing up for Stitch Fix sooner! 

If you are one of the few people left who haven't tried Stitch Fix, but want to, I say give it a shot! And, while you're at it, I would be forever grateful if you used my referral code.

Maybe next time I'll even take a minute to wipe down the mirror and pull out the tripod. Maybe...

Until the next Fix!