Hell ya.
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Rounding Up: How one expectant mother nixed maternity wear and discovered a 9-month fashion revelation.
“It cannot go unremarked that my husband, friends, and coworkers told me daily that I looked amazing, whether it was true or not. That at 32, I had the wherewithal and self-knowledge to resist the impulse to buy shapeless, hide-everything sacks or the strangely cutesy things retailers offer moms-to-be (as if—what?—we want to dress like our future baby?). And that I was armed with a universal truth: One cannot criticize a pregnant woman’s looks without being damned to hell for eternity. But my new daring was more than all this. It was almost chemical; the extra dose of estrogen coursing through my veins seemed to bring a confidence boost, manifested in my wardrobe.”
Read about her style rebirth here.
