#fbf to some baby ballerina headshots. 🐣
(Oh hey collagen, haven’t seen you round these parts lately…)
A mother’s day:
Today (after my gift of sleeping in aka greatest gift there ever was – don’t do flowers people… let her sleeeeep) we headed out to a little bitty town nearby for a theoretical brunch of pancakes, strong coffee, and a play area for the kids so @miniateam and I could – theoretically – actually eat our food.
Various left turns and several closed cafés later (#tinytexastown) we finally found a local Mexican joint that juuust so happened to serve my 2nd favourite breakfast beverage.
Folks, if you’ve never treated your mama to migas and beeritas on a Sunday morning, you haven’t done her right.
Afterwards we drove slooowly in the heat to see if our 2 year old might take the nap he refused earlier. No chance. He asked us to turn up the radio.
Now we are home. The hubby is passed out and the twins are enjoying their sacred hour-of-minecraft-on-the-weekend time. It has taken me a full 20mins to post this as aforementioned 2 year old is jumping on my torso and shouting “Mama let’s play monster trucks!” So I’m off this nefarious phone contraption and back to the ones who matter most 🥰
Love to all! Happy Mother’s Day!
A mother’s day:
Today (after my gift of sleeping in aka greatest gift there ever was – don’t do flowers people… let her sleeeeep) we headed out to a little bitty town nearby for a theoretical brunch of pancakes, strong coffee, and a play area for the kids so @miniateam and I could – theoretically – actually eat our food.
Various left turns and several closed cafés later (#tinytexastown) we finally found a local Mexican joint that juuust so happened to serve my 2nd favourite breakfast beverage.
Folks, if you’ve never treated your mama to migas and beeritas on a Sunday morning, you haven’t done her right.
Afterwards we drove slooowly in the heat to see if our 2 year old might take the nap he refused earlier. No chance. He asked us to turn up the radio.
Now we are home. The hubby is passed out and the twins are enjoying their sacred hour-of-minecraft-on-the-weekend time. It has taken me a full 20mins to post this as aforementioned 2 year old is jumping on my torso and shouting “Mama let’s play monster trucks!” So I’m off this nefarious phone contraption and back to the ones who matter most 🥰
Love to all! Happy Mother’s Day!
A mother’s day:
Today (after my gift of sleeping in aka greatest gift there ever was – don’t do flowers people… let her sleeeeep) we headed out to a little bitty town nearby for a theoretical brunch of pancakes, strong coffee, and a play area for the kids so @miniateam and I could – theoretically – actually eat our food.
Various left turns and several closed cafés later (#tinytexastown) we finally found a local Mexican joint that juuust so happened to serve my 2nd favourite breakfast beverage.
Folks, if you’ve never treated your mama to migas and beeritas on a Sunday morning, you haven’t done her right.
Afterwards we drove slooowly in the heat to see if our 2 year old might take the nap he refused earlier. No chance. He asked us to turn up the radio.
Now we are home. The hubby is passed out and the twins are enjoying their sacred hour-of-minecraft-on-the-weekend time. It has taken me a full 20mins to post this as aforementioned 2 year old is jumping on my torso and shouting “Mama let’s play monster trucks!” So I’m off this nefarious phone contraption and back to the ones who matter most 🥰
Love to all! Happy Mother’s Day!
A mother’s day:
Today (after my gift of sleeping in aka greatest gift there ever was – don’t do flowers people… let her sleeeeep) we headed out to a little bitty town nearby for a theoretical brunch of pancakes, strong coffee, and a play area for the kids so @miniateam and I could – theoretically – actually eat our food.
Various left turns and several closed cafés later (#tinytexastown) we finally found a local Mexican joint that juuust so happened to serve my 2nd favourite breakfast beverage.
Folks, if you’ve never treated your mama to migas and beeritas on a Sunday morning, you haven’t done her right.
Afterwards we drove slooowly in the heat to see if our 2 year old might take the nap he refused earlier. No chance. He asked us to turn up the radio.
Now we are home. The hubby is passed out and the twins are enjoying their sacred hour-of-minecraft-on-the-weekend time. It has taken me a full 20mins to post this as aforementioned 2 year old is jumping on my torso and shouting “Mama let’s play monster trucks!” So I’m off this nefarious phone contraption and back to the ones who matter most 🥰
Love to all! Happy Mother’s Day!
A mother’s day:
Today (after my gift of sleeping in aka greatest gift there ever was – don’t do flowers people… let her sleeeeep) we headed out to a little bitty town nearby for a theoretical brunch of pancakes, strong coffee, and a play area for the kids so @miniateam and I could – theoretically – actually eat our food.
Various left turns and several closed cafés later (#tinytexastown) we finally found a local Mexican joint that juuust so happened to serve my 2nd favourite breakfast beverage.
Folks, if you’ve never treated your mama to migas and beeritas on a Sunday morning, you haven’t done her right.
Afterwards we drove slooowly in the heat to see if our 2 year old might take the nap he refused earlier. No chance. He asked us to turn up the radio.
Now we are home. The hubby is passed out and the twins are enjoying their sacred hour-of-minecraft-on-the-weekend time. It has taken me a full 20mins to post this as aforementioned 2 year old is jumping on my torso and shouting “Mama let’s play monster trucks!” So I’m off this nefarious phone contraption and back to the ones who matter most 🥰
Love to all! Happy Mother’s Day!
Expensive fancy gym < Unloading 120lb bales of hay.
You may have kewt yoga gear, but I have stink bugs in my bra and goat hair in my contact lenses. So there.
Shoutout to Drew and Missy for tolerating my (lack of) biceps. I may lack brawn, but hopefully make up for it with scrawny determination 💪
Expensive fancy gym < Unloading 120lb bales of hay.
You may have kewt yoga gear, but I have stink bugs in my bra and goat hair in my contact lenses. So there.
Shoutout to Drew and Missy for tolerating my (lack of) biceps. I may lack brawn, but hopefully make up for it with scrawny determination 💪
More gems from the deep dark bowels of my public dm folder.
Once in a blue moon I have to venture there to retrieve a genuine lost message. I always try to remember to bring a few back to share. Don’t worry, I’ll never post the truly gross ones…don’t want y’all to barf on your phone screens 😬
More gems from the deep dark bowels of my public dm folder.
Once in a blue moon I have to venture there to retrieve a genuine lost message. I always try to remember to bring a few back to share. Don’t worry, I’ll never post the truly gross ones…don’t want y’all to barf on your phone screens 😬
More gems from the deep dark bowels of my public dm folder.
Once in a blue moon I have to venture there to retrieve a genuine lost message. I always try to remember to bring a few back to share. Don’t worry, I’ll never post the truly gross ones…don’t want y’all to barf on your phone screens 😬
More gems from the deep dark bowels of my public dm folder.
Once in a blue moon I have to venture there to retrieve a genuine lost message. I always try to remember to bring a few back to share. Don’t worry, I’ll never post the truly gross ones…don’t want y’all to barf on your phone screens 😬
More gems from the deep dark bowels of my public dm folder.
Once in a blue moon I have to venture there to retrieve a genuine lost message. I always try to remember to bring a few back to share. Don’t worry, I’ll never post the truly gross ones…don’t want y’all to barf on your phone screens 😬
More gems from the deep dark bowels of my public dm folder.
Once in a blue moon I have to venture there to retrieve a genuine lost message. I always try to remember to bring a few back to share. Don’t worry, I’ll never post the truly gross ones…don’t want y’all to barf on your phone screens 😬
I’m lucky enough during the week to help out on a friend’s organic farm. It is like my church out there…hands deep in dirt and mind & heart deep in contemplation. My favourite moments are weeding the long rows alone or harvesting the treasures that were planted in the winter. I talk to the bugs, and god, and myself, and people I need to forgive or ask forgiveness from. I talk to my mom a lot. She has dementia and has been non-verbal for a long time, but I like to think she can hear me somehow, out in that lovely green silence. (Silence except for the roosters and guinea hens and goats and turkeys and etc 😅).
Anyhoo, on Friday I asked the various angelic deities who might be lurking nearby to give me a sign – just a little positive sign of joy and love. I was harvesting strawberries in that moment and this beauty popped into my hands. So I’m labelling it as an Easter weekend message from the Lord/Universe/Odin/Gaia (…fill in as necessary…) to love your body, and love your booty. Self love really, butt with sass.
Thought you all might enjoy it too.
Happy Easter! Hope it’s as nice as your butt!
I’m lucky enough during the week to help out on a friend’s organic farm. It is like my church out there…hands deep in dirt and mind & heart deep in contemplation. My favourite moments are weeding the long rows alone or harvesting the treasures that were planted in the winter. I talk to the bugs, and god, and myself, and people I need to forgive or ask forgiveness from. I talk to my mom a lot. She has dementia and has been non-verbal for a long time, but I like to think she can hear me somehow, out in that lovely green silence. (Silence except for the roosters and guinea hens and goats and turkeys and etc 😅).
Anyhoo, on Friday I asked the various angelic deities who might be lurking nearby to give me a sign – just a little positive sign of joy and love. I was harvesting strawberries in that moment and this beauty popped into my hands. So I’m labelling it as an Easter weekend message from the Lord/Universe/Odin/Gaia (…fill in as necessary…) to love your body, and love your booty. Self love really, butt with sass.
Thought you all might enjoy it too.
Happy Easter! Hope it’s as nice as your butt!
Happy birthday Clivester!
You’ve always been there with a warm heart & hug for me. You deserve the best in life my friend!
And to all you lovely folks who have been asking about VIKCAST…thank you so much for your continued patience. Clive and I will be back on the air soon with some great stuff for you 🙏⚡️
@clivestanden 🎂🎉
Back when dinosaurs roamed the earth, my husband @miniateam and I met in a ballet company. We were best friends immediately. For our second performance season the legendary @mradamrcooper chose us to choreograph his new piece on. (You made us feel like the coolest kids on the block Adam!). It was a gorgeous pas de deux called “Elegy for Two”. Lots of push pull angsty gutsy moves and we rolled around on the floor together a lot. Anthony and I spent the summer touring England with this piece and needless to say, by the end of that summer, we were IN LOVE 😬😍. We eloped by September, thinking everyone would be so surprised, but the reaction was mostly “Ugh you guys finally GOT A ROOM”.
I came across these Elegy rehearsal photos today and was swept away in memories. What a time, what a time. 💫
Back when dinosaurs roamed the earth, my husband @miniateam and I met in a ballet company. We were best friends immediately. For our second performance season the legendary @mradamrcooper chose us to choreograph his new piece on. (You made us feel like the coolest kids on the block Adam!). It was a gorgeous pas de deux called “Elegy for Two”. Lots of push pull angsty gutsy moves and we rolled around on the floor together a lot. Anthony and I spent the summer touring England with this piece and needless to say, by the end of that summer, we were IN LOVE 😬😍. We eloped by September, thinking everyone would be so surprised, but the reaction was mostly “Ugh you guys finally GOT A ROOM”.
I came across these Elegy rehearsal photos today and was swept away in memories. What a time, what a time. 💫
Back when dinosaurs roamed the earth, my husband @miniateam and I met in a ballet company. We were best friends immediately. For our second performance season the legendary @mradamrcooper chose us to choreograph his new piece on. (You made us feel like the coolest kids on the block Adam!). It was a gorgeous pas de deux called “Elegy for Two”. Lots of push pull angsty gutsy moves and we rolled around on the floor together a lot. Anthony and I spent the summer touring England with this piece and needless to say, by the end of that summer, we were IN LOVE 😬😍. We eloped by September, thinking everyone would be so surprised, but the reaction was mostly “Ugh you guys finally GOT A ROOM”.
I came across these Elegy rehearsal photos today and was swept away in memories. What a time, what a time. 💫
Sometimes I look at my social media and I’m like why the heck would any of these folks want to follow me but THEN I find brilliant content like this on my camera reel and I’m like Amy this is why 🏆
When you’re away for a couple nights it’s important to send your spouse sexy bathroom selfies to keep the fire lit. Figured you’d want the world to see how lucky you are @miniateam 🔥
#fbf to my kid giving sensible advice when it comes to stinky feet. Pretty practical actually.
Posted @withregram • @miniateam #KidsSayTheDarnedestThings
I live for moments like this. Their impressions and interpretations of their world fascinate me. #🌍 #Stinky
#Yummy
#Raisins
My husband Anthony (aka @miniateam and @thefatherchallenge) worked for many years in the fashion industry as a model scout. There were some wonderful experiences, like watching a young person blossom and travel the world. He also loved connecting with their families to make sure parents were involved as much as possible. We have made lifelong friends because of his work.
But I also remember countless times he came home from the office or a scouting trip abroad and seeing the rage and frustration he felt about the corruption and exploitation.
One day, he told me he couldn’t take it anymore…the way models were treated and the cover ups about it. So he quit, and turned his efforts to whistle-blowing and victim support.
Last year Anthony finally got a chance to speak on a big platform when interviewed for this new @guardian documentary.
I’m incredibly proud of you honey. You always fought for change in the industry. You were one of the good guys. It has been a long road and yet it has only begun. Bravo to everyone involved, especially the models brave enough to speak out. 🤜💥
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REPOST from @thefatherchallenge
I had the honour of contributing to this exposé on the abuse of children within the fashion industry, and how the abusers are protected. Please check it out and raise awareness.
Fashion’s darkest secret has been exposed, and its survivors need to be heard.
A co-production from @Guardian and @wonderhoodstudios, Scouting For Girls: Fashion’s Darkest Secret reveals exploitation and abuse within the fashion industry. Starts 24 June on @skytv in the UK. International release coming soon.
