I was born and raised in the Pacific Northwest. I am an oregonian through and through. If you've been to Oregon, you know we wear sweats and tennies and beanies and vests. We are laid back and dressed for a barbecue all the time.
Wednesday, March 30, 2011
Utah
If you've ever been to Utah before, you know what I'm talking about when I talk about Utah moms. I don't know how they do it, but they go to the grocery store with full makeup, heels, and 5 kids in tow. It's quite amazing.
I was born and raised in the Pacific Northwest. I am an oregonian through and through. If you've been to Oregon, you know we wear sweats and tennies and beanies and vests. We are laid back and dressed for a barbecue all the time.
At first, I was a little intimidated. I thought maybe I should put my crocs away and bust out the boots. But that is so not me. Here I am with the kids at the BYU Museum of Art (Carl Bloch's exhibit-that will be another post. It was mind blowing. It really touched me.) I decided to be who I am. A loud and proud Oregonian. I may look like a tourist here but I'm trying to redefine being a Utah mom.
I was born and raised in the Pacific Northwest. I am an oregonian through and through. If you've been to Oregon, you know we wear sweats and tennies and beanies and vests. We are laid back and dressed for a barbecue all the time.
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