Spring Has Nearly Sprung. 'Bad Moms'.

And just like that, we’ve had our last day of winter.  Can you believe it?  Spring has nearly sprung.

Spring excitement was everywhere around me today.  Or maybe it was that infectious enthusiasm of mine making it look that way.

Artichokes artfully arranged.

Elegant eggplants.

Cheap children’s Croc-offs.

Doesn’t the change of season put that bounce in your step as well as give you an inexplicable urge to alliterate?

I don’t think I’ll ever get tired of seeing my address written in French on a parcel..... 

Especially when it's a parcel full of beautiful things from the marvellous Mai Tai.

All will be revealed in later posts...

And I don’t think I’ll ever get tired of unwrapping new makeup that’s guaranteed to make me not look tired (providing the lighting and phone camera filters are just so...).

I'm looking forward to giving these Photoshop in a tube miracle workers from Hourglass a go tomorrow.  I love the fact that the tinted moisturiser is called Illusion.  No beating around the bush there.  I just hope it lives up to its name and gives me what it so boldly promises.

Aunty duty went very smoothly this morning.  My nephew slept like a (textbook) baby while I sipped at a mug of super strong tea and comfort read some Tori Spelling circa the early days of trying to fit it all in with four children while life keeps giving you curve balls that make it challenging to live in the manner you were born into.

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If you struggle whilst attempting to fit it all in as you get hit by life's curve balls, may I suggest watching Bad Moms sometime soon?  I had the pleasure of taking a few hours out of the busyness of today to catch an afternoon session with a good friend who also happens to be a wise and inspiring mum.

'Bad Moms' is a lot of raucous, gross out fun but the film and its characters make many valid points about being a mother in this current age.  The relentless pressure we and the women around us seem to place on mothers.  This vision of mothers being perfect and conforming perfectly to whatever 'tribe' it is that they align themselves to.  That tension that sometimes arise between those who work outside the home and those who do not.  The observation that often when there are many of us at very close quarters to each other, competition and pettiness triumph over solidarity within the sisterhood.

Have you seen 'Bad Moms'?  Did you enjoy it?  Did the end credits make you tear up just a little?