Holiday Traditions That Grow With Us.

Pretty sure it went down like this...

"Santa, you've got to help us, please PLEASE can we have a cat?  
Our parents won't get us one, YOU are our ONLY hope."

Every year Christmas looks a little bit different as every year my boys are 365 days older. 

The year before they asked Santa for Star Wars Legos, the year before that similar.  When they were only learning to talk it was "Thomas the Twain."

As each holiday season approaches it's hard for me to imagine the magic that will unfold as they get older.  Why do they have to keep getting older??

But I know it's there, as long as we make space, and really as the mom of this tribe, it's me needing to make space.  As long as I can pause and look away from my to-do list and messy house to NOT MISS it.  Anyone else like this?  Not entirely sure my Christmas cards are going to get mailed on time this year.  That's ok.  Breathe in breathe out, that's ok.  What's not ok is missing the opportunities to be together as a family and make memories.

So this year we decided to start our holiday traditions with the Macy's Holiday Parade.

The magic WAS there.  Here are the moments I will remember...


...the boys so excited for their Yiaya to come with us, she is always the guest of honor in their eyes, I LOVE that.  Hot cocoa to kick it off, with no one spilling!  not even me.  The WONDER in Peyton's eyes as the stars approached and the parade began.  The joy of giving every person they could a high 5.  The fascination they had with the marching bands.  Riese is starting the flute this year, so all of a sudden this part of the parade takes on an entirely new meaning.  For me, the bag pipes, always the point when I can't help but cry, and the magic of being in downtown Seattle with all the festive sparkling lights and decorations.

Macy's goes to the nines for the holidays.  From every detail in their annual train window display to their Make A Wish Santa letter writing station - for how much effort it takes me just to get dinner on the table, I am so grateful that all we have to do is just show up.  Imagine...the most effort being ordering your favorite holiday beverage to enjoy while you walk around soaking up all the Christmas wonder.   I think everyone should add this to their holiday tradition list.

And you know bake sugar cookies from scratch, and adopt-a-family for presents.  Also musts.  But this one - so much easier.  See what I mean?

This mama's heart was filled, and my boys left chatting away about all the different marching bands, not an utter of video game strategy to be heard.  Nailed it.

Thank you for reading,

The post was sponsored by Macy's.


The Paper Shreds of Life. Grief And The Holidays


Can we first acknowledge the acid-washed denim love affair going on here, and I'm obsessed with that hanging fern in the background.  I don't recall that plant.  Also what's with the rest of my family not smiling?  Honestly.   

grief during the holidays

The paper shreds of life.

I get where hoarding comes from.  For me, it’s the shred of sentimental value in an item that makes it so hard for me to part with it.  They are treasures. And there are stories behind them.  Good thing I have a basement.  And a very patient husband.    

I own a frame shop, I see tremendous value in framing sentimental items, not because they are worth a lot of money, but because they are worth a lot of smiles.

And I’ve gotten to frame some of my favorite things.

But the paper shreds don’t belong in a frame.  They belong where they were meant to be, padding the Christmas decorations.  Doing their job.  Every year when the tubs are opened they are a welcomed surprise, a nod from my mom, because they are too, what’s the word...insignificant, basic, small, I hate all these descriptions...to think about the rest of the year.  Then they show up.  And it all depends, sometimes I cry.  Not this year, this year I shared with Riese and Peyton why I pick up every shred that falls to the ground and dutifully put them back in the tub... “my mom ACTUALLY touched these.  My mom who was very much a clean freak thought paper shreds that get every where were a good idea."  The boys laugh and I smile thinking of her.  And for a moment I’m sort of shocked she’s gone.  It’s been 17 years.  That’s the thing with grief.   

"They live forever in your broken heart that doesn't seal back up.  And you come through.  It's like having a broken leg that never heals perfectly - that still hurts when the weather gets cold, but you learn to dance with a limp."  Anne Lamott

And my boys now join in the game of saving the paper shreds.  A new Christmas Tradition.  And there are two camps in my mind:  1. Wishing with all my heart that my boys had traditions like making cookies with Grandma.  Pissed.  And sad.  2. Grateful that she still carries on in my life, and I can share her with my boys.  

It's absolutely both.  Dancing with a limp.

We work so hard to hide that limp, but the broken parts, the cracks, allow the light to shine through.  It's part of who we are, and lets people, and ourselves, know we are not alone.  It might not be wrapped in a big red bow but it's authentic.  

I definitely could have kept quiet about the shreds, I thought about it.  There's a risk in telling my children, it seems safer, but also lonelier, to just keep picking them up in solitude, hoping no one discards them, at the risk my boys won't have ears to hear my precious, and what often feels very crazy, story.  Paper shreds.  My youngest tends to divert and distract when he's feeling emotions he's unsure of, often cracking a joke at the part when my heart is wide open.

Regardless, it's a risk worth taking.  

Deep breathe.  Maybe two, or three.  And do it.  

My prayer this season is twofold, that we can all dare to be vulnerable, and trust that the light somehow ALWAYS brings healing.  And that we can be gentle with others, increasing our kindness, especially in those moments when it's the hardest to muster, because we may never know the limp that another person may be compensating for.  

I am here, a bit exposed.  If you need support and encouragement, email me kirsty@luciakjewelry.com.  Please don't hesitate.  

Thank you for reading,



TAH DA! 4-Way Friday

If you've caught my posts this week you may have seen that Jenn and I are back at it with a 4-way Friday.  I love this series for multiple reasons...one, it's always more fun with a friend.  Can't you tell?  Always the best bloopers.  

Two, we choose something that we are both totally loving and share 4 of the different ways we are wearing it, in our own style and own writing.  I love seeing what Jenn comes up with.  Outfit 1, 2, 3, 4.

Three, showing our followers the versatility of a great piece.  Encouraging you all to think outside the box when it comes to fashion.

This bag is just exactly one of those.  It's a great piece.  I LOVE having my hands free with everything I need, I also love the look of this bag as a belt.  And bonus love, the gal behind TAH bags is stellar too.  Triple Crown.  

The details of this bag are very well thought out, from the removable tassel - but seriously who would ever want to remove it?? - to the perfect amount of slots for the necessary cards and ID, to the front flap pocket - both stylish looking and perfect for holding a smart phone.

This is a bag that I have reached for constantly since I got it.  That to me seals the deal.  

Thanks for reading, you can see more TAH bag goodness here.

Hope you have a fabulous friday.



When Fashion Meets Function

Back at you with more of my belt bag.  I will admit my grandma and her 4 decades of fanny packs - that's as long as I can remember - was on to something, there is something about being handsfree but having everything you need, there's something even better when you can do it stylishly.  What I particularly like about this bag is the stylish and well thought out design, it holds what I would need, and looks good in the process. 

I chose my red heel mules, I mean who wouldn't right?  (ps - on major sale) but this outfit could have easily worked with sneakers, and is probably exactly what I'll be wearing this weekend.  This bag works for that rare out on the town evening just as easily as my everyday affairs.  Every dang day.  

shirt - Traffic People c/o find hereif you live in Seattle find it at Queen Anne Dispatch
jeans - Levi.  no longer avail.
shoes - Sam Edelman.  major sale here and here
copper bracelet - Queen Anne Frame
bag - Tah c/o, find here.

check out Jenn today to see how she styled her bag, and the best for last - tomorrows wrap up, including the blooper reel - which is really my best work anyway.

thanks for reading


Less Talk, More Action.

tah belt bag

 Well it's been a LONG time since we've done a 4-way, but inspired we are - hey yoda hey - to share how much we are LOVING this belt bag by TAH

First, who's we?  My dearest fashionista friend Jenn.

Second, what's a 4 way??  Well just what you think it is, ha!  Throughout this week we are sharing 4 ways we are wearing our belt bag on our blogs.  Jenn and I have many similar items in our closet but our own slightly different styles.  Both of us have been wearing this bag ALL THE TIME, like every time we see each other out, we are bag twins.  Love that.  Actually do.  Not like growing up in a small town before there was internet *gasp* and showing up to prom in the same dress as 3 others. 

Now I've come to realize it's great minds think alike. 

So without further ado, let's just let the photos do the talking.

And these boots do the walking.

purple tights 

rag and bone harrow boots

belt bag with tassle

sweater - Queen Anne Dispatch. (call they'll ship)
skirt - super oldie from J. Crew
tights - Target, similar.
shoes - Rag & Bone, Nordstrom. currently price matching on sale!
bag - Tah c/o, find here.

Check out Jenn's blog today as well, and then come back Thursday and Friday for even more with our belt bag and TAH.

I know I go a whole week without a post and now 4 in 5 days.  Clearly I have no balance.  So enjoy it!


photos by Sarah.