Fashion Blogger Georgia (Part VI)

Bow and Tights: Wal-Mart // Shoes: Thrifted // Dress: Baby Gap

Georgie here updating my fashion blog (aka hacking my mom's blog... again).  At 17 months I finally  learned how to climb up on the computer chair and type so these posts may become more frequent. 

Last week I went to Gammy's house to stop the show at her annual ornament party. I guess if you want to be the talk of a holiday party you should just add some scallops to your outfit. Mom kept calling me "Little Orphan Annie" but I think that's rude because I try really hard not to look like an orphan. 

Being a well-dressed baby certainly gives me confidence. I talked to probably every person at that ornament party and sat on their laps. You know what I got in return? A bite of everything from their plates. SCORE! I don't mean to brag, but I know how to work a crowd. Maybe I should do a tutorial about it...

Fashion Blogger Georgia (Part V)

Shirt and Pants: Target // Bow: Forever 21 // Shoes: Trumpette Silly Soles c/o Aunt Debbie

 It's been quite a while since I've done a fashion post. I learned to walk, and mom says I don't let her take pictures of me anymore. To be honest,  I don't even notice her saying "Georgia! Georgia! Stand still! Smile! Georgia stand here!"

I have places to go and things to see and destroy. 

When I DO notice the camera, I get impatient and reach for it  because I want to see my beautiful face in that lit up screen! And that is why my mom has a million pictures like this one:

This post is mostly about these awesome shoes. My great-aunt Debbie gave them to me. The box had THREE shoes in it- the one I'm not wearing is solid black so I can mix and match! I like the polka-dots and stripes best.  I get compliments on them every time I go out and when I hear the word "shoes" I dutifully lift up one foot so the person can get a better look. 

Mom seriously had me wear this outfit twice this week and then, when the weather was cloudy, changed me into it for a third time for pictures.

She told me to clean the walls in an effort to get me to stand still. I love cleaning walls. It's so satisfying.
But then I realized I didn't have a rag to clean with and figured out my mom was just trying to get me to stand still. ... Tricky lady.

Fashion Blogger Georgia (Part IV)

It's not that I don't like wearing bows. It's just that, everyone always makes a big fuss out them, and I want to see what's so great about it.
The other day, Mom put a headband on and kept saying: "Sooo pretty" and I just wanted to see. So I took it off, got a good look, and then tried to put it back on. I never succeeded but I tried for a good 10 minutes. What are those things made out of anyway?

 The point is, when Mom put a hat on me, I was really confused. I was JUST about to rip it off of my head when she showed me what I looked like in the mirror.
Sooo pretty doesn't even BEGIN to describe it.
I looked amazing. I smiled at myself and took in the compliments, and to be honest- I'm starting to think the words "pretty," "cute," and "eyelashes" were all created to talk about me.

Also, Mom painted my toenails red. 

I wish I had a better picture but I usually pose like this:

For the most part, though I sat pretty still for how curious that bright red stuff made me. And I helped blow to make it dry quicker. I love my new toenails, and sometimes, I get really distracted and just start playing with them. It's like ten little constant toys.

Anyway, I kept the hat on the rest of the day and rode barefoot to the sno cone shack.
Who I am to deny people this level of cuteness? 

I tell ya... it's exhausting being this fashionable. 

Fashion Blogger Georgia (Part III)

Dress: Kohls c/o Gammy // Shoes: Carters // Bow: Target // Blanket: Martha Stewart Baby c/o Great-Aunt Debbie

Today, I woke up at 7:30. Sometimes, you gotta let yourself sleep in.

Also, I helped embroider some hats and fill a few Little Treetops orders.

I ate some applesauce with a side of sweet potatoes, and worked it off by crawling extra fast. 

Oh- and I showed all of the chairs in the house who's boss by climbing on each one and then screaming over and over again. I'm certain they won't mess with me. 

Pretty busy day so far. 

I also learned that fashion bloggers let the pictures speak for themselves and talk about their day instead of their clothes. I'm learning here- give me a break! 

I'm only 10months. 

Fashion Blogger Georgia (Part II)

Sailor Dress and Bow: Kohls c/o Gammy, Shoes: Carters, Fascinating Leaf: The lawn.

Hey all! Georgia here. In case you don't remember, I decided to become a fashion blogger.With this adorable face, coupled with adorable clothes- I'm planning on being sponsored by the time I'm 18months. I would also like to be able to say more than 3 words by that time. 

I have goals. 

Speaking of goals, I would like to point out that I am standing with no help in the above picture. I thought this was very important because most fashion bloggers are standing and looking, not at the camera, but down, admiring how awesome their outfit is. Soon I will try to look down and candidly hold my sunglasses. Like so: 

Goals. 

I DID however, take an Instagram picture this time. 

Anyway, this dress deserves a blog post because my mother basically searched heaven and hell to find it. I'm talkin' HOOOOOURS of pushing me around in my stroller through the mall and every store you could think of. It. was. exhausting. 

In the end, she found one in 24months size for 70% off and bought it for next summer. I also heard her trying not to swear when she was beat out of it on ebay... twice. Luckily, Gammy came to the rescue (as usual) and got me the dress in my size. What a great lady. 

I wish that I had a professional photographer following me around like all the other fashion bloggers and THEIR babies, but I'm sure you can feel the squish factor through your screen anyway, no?

The point is, I pretty much killed everyone with cuteness at church on Sunday. 

I would highly recommend a sailor dress as a must-have for your summer closet. 

If Georgia Was a Fashion Blogger...

Georgia here. Making a blogging debut!

 Top/Onesie: Old Navy // Jeans: Target // Shoes: Old Navy // Bow: Carters, c/o Gammy  

Posing for 5 seconds is boring.

First off, my mom knows nothing about fashion. She talks about how, before she had me, she could walk around in heels and how she would layer and wear big jewelry. Personally, I don't believe it. The jewelry part doesn't make any sense to me. Why wear jewelry if you don't want to suck on it? Necklaces are great for the gums. 

Anyway, I just moved up to 9 month size and mom got me a bunch of new clothes. Sure, most of them were on clearance- but it's like my fellow fashion bloggers say: You don't have to have a lot of money to look good! Although, I'll admit that I would look pretty rockin' in some Zara or Janie and Jack. The world probably couldn't handle that level of cuteness though.

This is a pretty casual look, but I'm a pretty casual gal.
I like this top because it's full of spring and there's a little bit of neon green in it. Neon is TOTALLY in. But please, pair your neon with neutrals, will ya? The pop of color is fun, but no one wants to look at a construction cone.

This is my "I don't usually stand like this, but I will for the camera" fashion blogger pose. 

Also, I love my new kicks. Mom told me they belonged to some guy named Chuck Taylor, but I don't know why someone named Chuck would want a pair of pink tennies.

Final note- I don't think you should ever grow out of jeans with an elastic waistline. Am I right or am I right?