You’re Pretty

You’re probably prettier than you think you are. Roll your eyes if you want, but I’m serious. Think about the most beautiful women you know. Have you ever tried to have a conversation with them about their appearance? It usually goes something like this: “You look so pretty today!” “What? No I don’t. Gross.” “Seriously, you’re so pretty!” “I’m really not. I feel so bleh today.” And then you move on because you know you’re not going to convince her she’s pretty -you know JUST HOW SHE FEELS. Because you think you’re bleh today too.


Now, I’m not speaking on authority. I’m not a confident person, as a general rule. I definitely hate being the center of attention, I will have a nervous breakdown if you try to compliment me in person, and I never ever “flaunt it if I got it”. Ever. Except this one time…

Enter Lillian B.

My friend Lillian (who is probably equally referred to on this blog as my husband) is a very talented photographer. She takes great photos.

She makes ME – non-confident, always hate every picture of myself- ME feel so pretty. I don’t know how she does it; I’m pretty sure it’s magic. But what I do know is that she does it client after client. I assist her on photo shoots several times a month, and it’s really fun watching her work. She has a tendency to make people on the receiving end of the camera feel so comfortable and… well… good lookin’. Even us, women! EVEN US!

She does boudoir sessions occasionally (which is such a great idea for wives for Christmas ideas, FYI) and just recently I assisted her on a boudoir session outdoors. We set up this amazing scene and she got some SERIOUSLY beautiful photos. It is SUCH a boost of confidence. The woman in the session the other day said, “I’ve never changed clothes in front of anyone ever before but my mom and my sisters and my husband and I felt so comfortable!” How awesome is that?

When she put this photo on Facebook, wonderful, beautiful women (that might read this blog!) said they would never do these photos because *enter self-confidence issue* made them nervous. And it made me sad in a “I know just how you feel” sort of way.

Once upon a time, I was on the “this is going to be awful and weird and embarrassing” side of the camera with Lillian and it ended up being a whole lot of fun (shockingly!) and not at all awful. When I got the photos back, I was so pleased with how great I felt. Now I know that I can get over the “I am giant today” feeling or the “my stomach always hangs over like this” weirdness and the “I’m pale as the moon and you can practically see through my skin” thoughts when my shins are uncovered. And it’s ok to not be perfect. It really really is; it’s even ok to be not-even-close to perfect. I totally get that feeling sometimes; and I look at these pictures and think, “I really look good!” Which is a fun change of pace.

So the next time you think about hiding from the camera or avoiding getting your pictures taken, remember that I told you to quit. Because really, you’re prettier than you think you are.


Tea Party

Birthdays are a big deal to me. When it is my birthday, I drag it out as long as possible. I make a fuss. Do you know what’s really fun for people like me? Making a fuss for others people’s birthdays!

My sweet friend, Sadie, turned 8 years old last month and we threw her a fancy, backyard, magical tea party. Complete with handmade and vintage decor, fancy party dresses, and fresh flowers.

I have a huge stash of vintage hardback books. I added a little chalkboard paint to the covers and now they’re a great, super versatile decoration.











Happy birthday Sadie Jane! I cannot believe you are 8!

Taking a Breath

Full disclosure: I have not been doing well emotionally for a couple of months now. I’ve been short-tempered, moodier than I’ve ever been before, self-deprecating, on the verge of tears nearly every day, and just flat out grumpy. I know myself well enough to know that this is often a signal that depression is setting up camp. I knew it was coming. I knew my emotions were out of control. I knew it, and I couldn’t do anything to stop it. My friends that also struggle with depression know that feeling. What an awful feeling it is.

Because of the stupid things depression does, there was a lot of space around me that I was using poorly. I filled that space with anger and with as much busyness and avoidance as possible, so I didn’t have time to think or feel things. My busyness became my idol – what I ran to at all times instead of finding peace in the space around my emotional unrest.

After three separate studies I’m working through talked about this very thing in the last week, I decided to face my emotions head on, step back and take a breath, spend some time in rest and solitude, and spend a little quality time with God, and hang out with Dave to get us back on track (since depressy Steph does not a pleasant wife make). So instead of going to super fun youth camp, which I really love going to every year, I took a breath. I prayed a lot. I unplugged. I rested (actual rest… not the sit and watch tv so my mind doesn’t race kind). I sang songs that put my heart in the right place, and I enjoyed the space instead of filling it with nonsense.

Here are a few pictures from this weekends’ rest.






Porter Flea

I got an exciting email today! Buffalo Mae was chosen to be one of the vendors for Porter Flea (one of Nashville’s coolest events)! According to the email, they got over 190 applicants and they only accepted 60 vendors. I’m so proud of my little vintage collection (little in size, not in quantity or awesomeness) and I really think people will love the products. I know I do, and I’m pretty picky about kids’ clothes.


So if you’re in Nashville on December 1st, stop by Marathon Music Works and say hello to Buffalo Mae (me)! I will remind you like 20 times… so don’t worry about forgetting. You’ll get the chance to see some of the most beautiful vintage children’s clothing I’ve ever seen, support local businesses, shop for Christmas gifts, and buy amazing handmade things. You do not want to miss this.

Walden Farms

My love for pumpkin patches is no secret. It’s everything I love about fall and family fun. This afternoon, I went to a little farm outside of Nashville and had tons of fall fun.






If you live in the Nashville area, you should definitely check out Walden Farm in Smyrna. So much free fun!