A Beautiful Weekend

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We’re ready for a weekend of little adventures, simple pleasures, and good times. We’re kicking it off with some interesting reads about incredible women. 

Barbie‘s got a new body.

Only women show up for Senate after the snow storm.

Did you know Margaret Hamilton took us to the moon?

Gloria Steinem and Sherie M. Randolph talk feminism, race, and Florynce Kennedy

Are we tougher on female professors

Karma.

NYC —> LA —> NYC —> LA etc. etc.

A beautiful book.

A beautiful company.

A beautiful woman.

Have a beautiful weekend! 

IOU IUD

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After we shared Christina’s article on pregnancy, nutrition and fertility, many of you came forward to ask us about sexual health. We were honored by your curiosity, openness and trust in our opinion. Inspired by your candid comments, I’m gettin’ real honest about my approach to contraception. Disclaimer: I’m not an authority on anything, these are just my thoughts/experiences.

I have an IUD. I’ve had one for just over two years and I couldn’t love it any more than if it brought me chocolate chip cookies and tea every day. A couple of years ago, I decided I wanted to get off the pill. I was stressed about all of the hormones going into my body and the lack of control I had over them. I didn’t use the pill to regulate my skin or my period so whenever I could, I would stop taking it. This didn’t do much to help my hormone regulation, but I always felt unsettled using it when I didn’t need it.  I was on the lowest dose of hormones possible but I saw a noticeable difference in my mood, attitude, and well being whenever I went off the pill. And every time I went back on, I felt slightly off-center. The whole relationship seemed very co-dependant, stressful (anyone who’s forgotten to take the pill for a day knows what I mean), and expensive.

Speaking of expensive, I was twenty-five and knew that I’d lose my dad’s fancy schmancy insurance plan soon enough. As a freelancer, I would have to pay for this medication out of pocket once I turned twenty-seven. It seemed downright crazy that I’d be shelling out my coffee/dinner/new shoes money on contraception every month for the foreseeable future. So, I did some digging. I knew I wanted a zero hormone situation and since I am WAY too type A for something like the rhythm method, it seemed like the copper IUD was my best/only option. I went down a research rabbit hole: I read articles, and message boards (this is pretty dangerous, set a timer), and took my friends out for coffee to pick their brains. The consensus was mainly positive. Some complained of heavier cycles and incredibly intense cramps, others said they saw no change whatsoever. The message boards swore blind that I’d be taking Ibuprofen everyday for the rest of my life. But the community of women I spoke with face-to-face, had much less dramatic experiences. My (former) gynecologist looked at me like I was a crazy person and warned me that I’d be writhing in pain for one week every month and that I probably could not handle it (hence former gynecologist). A more objective gynecologist explained that each body would have its own reaction, but in all likeliness, I would be fine. Especially since I hadn’t really suffered from cramps in the past.

I booked an appointment with my local Planned Parenthood. Even though I had an insurance plan that would have covered this procedure, I went with Planned Parenthood on the recommendation of many women. The overall consensus on this is that gynecologists and nurses at PP tend to be much more experienced in implementing the IUD (since it is the cheapest and most effective option). For me, it was the right choice. But if you have a good relationship with your gynecologist, I’m sure they would be an excellent option. The procedure was painful but short. The pain is brief and totally manageable. I usually describe it less like a pain and more like a feeling of deep discomfort in a part of your body you did not really know existed. My doctor was supportive and kind, explaining each step of the way. Half an hour after arriving, I took a cab home and settled in for an afternoon of chicken noodle soup, ice cream, and off-the-charts agony…

Not so much for me. I was uncomfortable and very attached to my heating pad for the day, but overall I was fine. In my experience, the actual procedure was the most painful part of the whole thing. I haven’t had any issues with my IUD. My period is heavier than before, but it’s also shorter. And since the first year, it’s gotten lighter and lighter. I definitely cramp more. But not every month and not every day during PMS. Just occasionally and more intensely. For me, it’s 100% worth it. I love knowing that my hormone level is not being tinkered with on a month to month basis. I love not worrying about whether or not I forgot to take my pill. I love that I don’t have to decide whether I should ‘stop’ taking my contraception when my boyfriend is out of town. I love not having to stress about accidents and emergency contraceptives. I love that I don’t really need to worry about my contraception until 2020 at the earliest. Yeah, I’m not going to lie, that part is awesome.

I have a friend who had an incredibly painful procedure. And one’s who’s after-effects had her in bed all weekend. I have friends who now have a lighter flow and no cramping. And some that say they didn’t see a change at all. Most, say the first year was the most extreme but everything gotten progressively easier since that. I would have to agree.

Many women I know have been on the pill since they were thirteen or fourteen and attribute improvements in their weight, skin and period to the drug. The pill may well have helped regulate your hormones when you were in the throes of adolescence, but chances are, your body is now stable enough to manage itself. Leaving the pill would throw your hormones into a state of shock, but it would not revert you back to your sixteen-year-old self. Our bodies are pretty magical and they are talking to us all the time. For me, it was important to connect to that and to remove the obstacle of synthetic hormones in order to do so. This might not be what you need, but I believe it’s important for women to be candid and clear with each other and to help each other out. I only wish I had understood all my options sooner (and that I hadn’t read some of those insane message board posts).

Here is what I know: each body is different and has different needs. This, above all else, must be respected.

We’re so happy to talk to you guys about these sticky issues. Please feel free to comment or email us with questions and thoughts!

 

Chelsey

 

Happy Hygge

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This past weekend, Winter Storm Jonas swept the east coast. It was the first big blizzard of the season and it’s sure has been a special one. (Martial law anyone?) The snow was clean and white (at least for the first day or so), the sweaters were thick and cozy, and the sledding in Central Park was abundant.  

All this snow seems like the perfect excuse to introduce you to the Danish tradition of Hygge. Hygge (pronounced ‘hooga’) is often translated into English as ‘coziness’, but it is so much more wonderful than that. It’s derived from the Norwegian word for ‘well-being’ and it is a cultural phenomenon that centers around appreciating your surroundings, finding joy in the moment, and allowing yourself to be content.

Hygge has no agenda. It’s not about achieving, or planning, or completing. It’s all pleasure. No point. Hygge is the magic of a hot cup of tea on a rainy day, a long, delicious dinner with good friends, a quiet afternoon reading an excellent book.

Our inclination is to draw up a long, beautiful list of ways for you to experience hygge, complete with links and charming anecdotes. But honestly, that would miss the point. This is a time to go with the flow, follow your bliss, say yes (or no if that’s what feels better). Wherever this winter wonderland takes you, just remember to enjoy yourself.

C+C

P.S. Hygge isn’t just for cold, winter days. It’s an all year long kind of lovely. So, if your day looks warm and sunny, then we encourage you to find some hygge too. (Beach and rose recommended but certainly not required!)

 

A Beautiful Weekend

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Image via @glossier

We’ve stocked up on wine and chocolate and we’re ready for Winter Storm Jonas to turn NYC into a winter wonderland. Seems like a perfect weekend for a few good reads…

Women in film share their biggest inspirations

Draw the line.

Edmonde Charles-Roux. You might now know her name, but she lived a kick ass life and achieved all kinds of incredible things. 

And speaking of brilliant women: Grace Coddington.

Joan Didion and The Paris Review — perfect Saturday snow day reading.

Have we been overlooking women with ADHD?

In case you missed it, this video of Adele is everything.

A beautiful shop.

A beautiful book.

A beautiful woman.

Have a beautiful weekend!

In the air/On the ground

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Lately, I’ve been traveling a lot: for fun, for the holidays, for family, for work. And I’ve got more travel coming my way (I returned yesterday and I’m off again on Wednesday!). In fact, February will be my first month flight-free since October. I never thought I’d say this but, oh man am I excited to spend February in New York. Since I’ve been on the move so much, I’ve been working on small, simple ways that will help me stay grounded when I’m away from home.

For my most recent trip to Wales, I packed a travel candle and a quartz crystal. I knew I’d be staying in an unfamiliar place and that these two things would help me to feel at home. I’ve never done this before but I really liked waking up to comforting sights and scents from my own room.

No matter where I go, I always pack my notebook. It’s important to have a place to release my thoughts when I’m on the move. And, it’s nice to look back and see where I’ve been. 

Christina’s been recommending this grounding tincture to me ever since she moved to LA. I’m really excited to take it on my next journey. 

Meditating whilst I’m away from home is always more difficult for me. This app reminds me to stick to my ritual, even when I’m not in my comfort zone. 

And of course, a good book. Because, for me, a good book will fix just about anything. 

Chelsey

First fixer upper post!

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Before! 

 After! 

After! 

Chris and I are floored to have a HOUSE! And we have so many ideas about how to fix this place up and really turn it into our haven. My parents are visiting from NYC and it has given us some time to unpack and take on a few small projects. (While I was doing this Chris was going to town on an overgrown weed disaster in the corner of our yard). This is a small storage shed in the back of our house. Super useful and also super ugly. I’m constantly amazed what some white paint can do. This would have only taken about 20 minutes if I didn’t totally lose my shit that it wasn’t the right color green and spend about 40 minutes mixing yellows and whites into it. Listen, I’m working with very little sleep and some serious delayed moving stress so I’m being kind to myself about these less then perfect moments. ANYWAY! I love it. 🙂  

GIRL | Cara Muhlhahn

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Cara Muhlhahn is not a girl. She is a Woman. Capital W. With all of the wisdom, strength and power that a women can embody. 

She was also Christina’s midwife. Cara’s support and guidance during Christina’s pregnancy was profound. It prepared her not only for the birth of her son, but also for life as a mother and a deeper understanding of her place in the continuum of things. Cara’s life work places her on the delicate line between life and death, light and dark, miracles and disasters. It requires her to hone in and focus on the tiniest of details: the skip of a heartbeat, a centimeters change in dilation, the pace of someone’s breath.

We hope you enjoy this episode and please share it with all those you feel will be inspired by this incredible woman. 

Have a beautiful weekend!

A Beautiful Weekend

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Image via @reformation .

Now that the dust is settled on the holidays and we’re finally back in our homes, we’ll be enjoying a simple weekend of tea, reading, and sleeping in. Oh weekend, how we love you. 

In praise of winter tea habits and Saturdays. (Also, tea drunk? We’ve definitely been there!).

A new app designed to empower women over email. Yes, please! 

A few tips for a New Year’s meditation routine.

So much wisdom from a mother to a daughter. 

Hell yes, to this Teen Vogue cover. 

A beautiful company.

A beautiful book (so proud of this GIRL)

A beautiful woman

Have a beautiful weekend! 

Home

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It has been a LONG process getting here. I won’t get into details for brevitys sake, but let’s just say the past 5 weeks of traveling for us included… 6 flights, 11 beds (one of those beds was actually our sleeping pads for camping, which we did in 30 degree weather, 2 molars, hand foot & mouth disease (sounds scarier then it is) , food poisoning on a plane, the flu, and a clogged duct (ouch!). Packing, unpacking, packing, unpacking. Trying to be present with family and friends. Being present  with family and friends. Feeling guilty for not being present with family and friends. But we are here. In the house that I walked into almost 4 months ago and knew without a doubt that this was the place for us. It was worth the wait and the flights and the packing and unpacking on rotation.

See that beautiful tree blooming in January? That is right outside our door and it makes me feel all sorts of thankful. We are home.