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A Baby Story: Nora Blanche Kavanagh

February 26, 2021 by lesleymurphy 37 Comments

With a due date of March 5th (previously March 2nd according to my OB in LA), we were still coasting along with pregnancy. I was feeling good both physically and mentally, continuing to Peloton, grow out of all maternity clothes and check off the baby’s to-do list. What remained: receiving her dresser, hanging nursery curtains, installing the car seat, packing a hospital bag and choosing a name. We were well and truly in the nesting phase…waiting, waiting, waiting. That’s the funny thing about the last month of pregnancy. The moment I hit 36 weeks, we were on baby watch. It was like an exhale knowing that if she did decide to come at any moment, we were ready. Ish.

Cut to the morning of February 11th. We woke up to a high of 29°F and freezing drizzle outside. Some would say that spontaneous delivery is related to falling barometric pressure, and I believe it 🙂 The driveway was icy, and we spent a large chunk of the morning trying to save the birds by putting up window stickers and scare tape. They’d been running into our windows nonstop for a few days, and I was determined to do something about it. Looking back on this makes me laugh because little did we know what was about to happen that afternoon. Don’t mind us! Just over here casually putting up bird stickers when in reality we should’ve been packing a bag. I actually jinxed everything when I put up an Instagram story saying “Here’s to hoping baby Kav doesn’t come today. Driveway is steeper than it looks!” Three hours later we’d be driving to the hospital.

I’d just hung up the phone with a friend in Argentina when the clock struck noon. I stood up from my chair and made my way over to the table when I felt it. A slow trickle. Not steady but not not steady. Of course the movement of fluid down there wasn’t uncommon for the third trimester. My body was doing overtime after all, but this hit different. It was around the same time that I ever so calmly (not really) asked Alex to install the car seat. I think I knew what was happening, but I put it in the back of my mind because I wasn’t sure. I’ve always thought water breaking was synonymous with a huge gush of liquid down your legs to pile out onto the floor beneath you. This wasn’t that. I texted my friend who was due only two days before me and said the following:

Just trying to keep it real over here. I had no clue what was happening, but I did eventually call my doctor after a few more minutes of wondering IF THIS WAS ACTUALLY HAPPENING…and I got the following recording:

“Due to inclement weather, the clinic is closed today.” Lolololol. I hung up and started laughing. Nervous/excited laughter. Of course it would happen this way! Part of me loved the adventure, the other part of me was slightly concerned on next steps. Our driveway was steep and icy and we didn’t have 4wheel drive. The clinic was closed…but of course the hospital was still open. I called direct and asked to be transferred to Labor & Delivery. The sweet woman on the other end of the phone told me to put on a pad and if it was saturated within an hour…my water probably broke and to come in immediately. So I did just that.

The pad was saturated in 30 seconds.

Cue The Office meme…

The excitement was a rush. Alex had finished installing the car seat (!) and I think I yelled “MY WATER BROKE, I REPEAT MY WATER BROKE!” He was somewhere at the other end of the house already filling up a cooler with hot water. This baby was about to make her big debut, and he was just giving her a helping hand with 30+ trips to the ice field, also known as our driveway. The best daddy-to-be!

I called my mom and sisters to tell them the news and remained super calm. We spent the next hour and a half packing a bag and eating lunch. The woman from Labor & Delivery told me to eat something substantial because I may not get another chance once I was at the hospital depending on my birth plan. Mom came over and made some sandwiches as I double checked everything in our bag (will post in another blog if that’s helpful!). We took one last photo as a family of two, put a towel down in the passenger seat and headed out!

We arrived to the hospital a little before 3pm. We FaceTimed the Kavanaghs to tell them the big news, got all the gadgets and monitors set up and…we waited. Not a single contraction for hours. Our amazing nurse, Victoria, finally had to administer Pitocin to get them going…and going they did. She told me that I could request for the epidural at any time, so I delayed it a bit. The human body and its capabilities are wildly fascinating to me, and I wanted to experience the contractions that were coming on. All of a sudden, it felt like they went from 0 to 100, and those yoga breathing exercises definitely came in handy. The only way I can describe the pain is by comparing it to the worst menstrual cramps of your life, then timing that by 100. Shout out to the women who forgo the epidural. Shout out to the women who go for the epidural. At the end of the day, nobody gets a prize for either. It’s all a deeply personal journey, one that should be uplifted, cherished and celebrated.

Unbeknownst to me, Alex took a few photos to try and capture the moment.

Around 11:30pm, I was given the epidural. I immediately felt a rush of warmth throughout my lower body. I went from doing labored breathing exercises to a state of euphoria. The anesthesia allowed me to be more awake, alert and present in the moment until we decided to try and get some sleep. Around 2:55am, the doctor who was on-call came in for a cervix check. She looked at me and said, “Alright! Are you ready to have this baby!?” I was still super sleepy and *uber* relaxed, completely not expecting to be at 10cm. “Already?” I think I said…her reply was given in the immediate action of turning on all the lights and alerting the troops. In came about 5 nurses ready for their call of duty. It was high energy and an insanely beautiful memory. I wish I could relive this experience over and over for the rest of my life. I remember Alex handing a nurse a camera and the doctor guiding my legs into stirrups. Everyone was happy, excited and ready. My incredible team of doctors and nurses prepped me on how to push properly, and on their count I did 3 sets of 2 pushes and an extra for good luck. My mom always said I had baby-making/birthing hips, and she’s never been more right. After 7 pushes, my daughter had arrived.

Nora Blanche Kavanagh was born at 3:05am on February 12th. Throughout my entire pregnancy I always wondered what it would be like when they placed my baby on my chest like you see in the movies. I couldn’t grasp it…almost like the vision was impaired in my mind and better left for the real thing. The actual moment was pure, out-of-body, full of elation and larger than life. This 5 lb 15 oz baby girl was small but mighty as she pierced my soul with her big, dark eyes. With two Pisces in the immediate family, I thought Nora would join the ranks of the twelfth astrological sign in the Zodiac based on her due date. I love a good surprise and couldn’t be more excited for this Aquarius baby who just so happened to be born on the Lunar New Year and the Aquarius New Moon with 6 other planets also in Aquarius, even further amplifying the energy. This sun sign is intelligent, innovative, open-minded, forward-thinking and humanitarian-like. Aquarian energy asks us to embrace the out-of-the-box ideas and open ourselves up to world of limitles(s) possibilities. She is definitely my daughter!

Over the next 36 hours, we learned how to feed, burp, swaddle and cuddle the tiniest human I’d ever met. And one thing’s for sure: We’re still learning. The days (and nights!) are long, but the years are short. I know I’ll look up one day and she’ll be going off to college and I’ll cry my eyes out, aching for those sleepless nights and laundry-filled, messy days again. And to my partner, Alex…words fail me when I think about how to adequately express my gratitude for you. The way you take care of us and love this baby girl is immeasurable. We are so lucky to call you ours.

I get it now.

“It” being the unconditional love. The bond. How nothing else matters. I couldn’t and still cannot believe she is mine. Ours.

Kavanagh, party of THREE!

That One Time I Stayed in a Haunted Hotel in Sri Lanka

February 10, 2021 by lesleymurphy 6 Comments

After visiting India in November of 2017, I flew 1.5 hours to the small island country of Sri Lanka. It was a daring solo adventure spanning a little over one week in all different regions, cities and lodging options. Towards the end of the trip, I got tipped off by an acquaintance to stay at a specific hotel on top of the hill in Kandy, home to tea plantations and biodiverse rainforest. Sounds blissful, right? Mmmhmmm. What could possibly go wrong…

This blog post isn’t about the sights or epic itineraries of Kandy. Instead it focuses on one of the most insane hotel experiences I’ve come to know…and wish I didn’t hahaha (nervous laughter). I’m actually impressed with myself that a lot of my time at said hotel is on camera, of what you can catch in the video below. These words simply provide a bit more context during that fateful night.

Helga’s Folly

It all started at the Kandy train station when I loaded myself and oversized suitcase in a tuk tuk. A guy caught wind of where I was headed and cautioned me against it – as you can clearly see in the video. Eager to get up the hill and out of the rain after a 6.5 hour train ride, I brushed it off.

Yeeeahhh, no. Big mistake.

I made it to the lobby and checked-in. I didn’t notice any other guests in the 40-room hotel at the time, but I thought maybe they were caught in the rain while exploring the town. As I looked around the room, I’m sure I let out an audible gasp. Maybe even a shudder. Definitely a jaw-drop. I was standing in the middle of a hoarder’s paradise from the 1930’s…best described as an acid trip meets art exhibit, all owned by Helga De Silva Blow Perera, a Sri Lankan socialite and former Dior model. Guests over the years have included Vivian Leigh, Peter Finch, Sir Laurence Olivier, William Holden, Gregory Peck, Sir Alec Guinness, and Zandra Rhodes. An impressive roster indeed.

You see…I’m the kind of traveler who doesn’t do a ton of research. When the acquaintance told me I *must* stay here, I didn’t ask any questions. I didn’t google. I didn’t think twice. I enjoy the element of surprise…or so I thought. I whipped out my camera and started filming as if this attraction would spontaneously combust in a matter of seconds. It had all the necessary essentials for the most haunted place on earth and deserved to be documented immediately. T’was only fitting that a monsoon was going on outside as I paced nervously through each corridor decked with colorful, eccentric murals adorning every square inch of the walls.

Dinner came, dinner went. I remember it being very tasty and even meeting a table of women who graduated from the University of Georgia, like myself. It’s a small world, after all. Unlike me, they were only at the hotel for dinner to “see it in person.” Alarm bells went off in my head. Why didn’t I think of that? Why didn’t I at least google image this place to know that perhaps this wasn’t an overnight sensation, but rather an hour-long jaunt into a Tim Burton fantasy land where I could eat and gawk all at the same time. Like dinner and a show. Damn it. I always had to overdo it.

I went back to my Lily Pulitzer-themed room and opened my computer. I remember doing the necessities of life on the road – paying bills, responding to emails and letting my mother know I was alive and well. I remember we were on the phone, and she asked where I was staying. I so badly wanted someone else to experience this attraction alongside with me, so I told her to google the name.

“Uhhh….you’re staying in a haunted hotel?” she replied.

My body froze. “What do you mean?” I asked. She then went on the describe the article she was reading about the hotel, one of which I obviously hadn’t researched. She asked me if I really wanted to stay the night there, and since it was almost midnight, I said I’d just take a shower, pop a sleeping pill and be fine. I was only staying the one night anyway.

We hung up the phone, and I closed my computer. I stood up from the couch and began to move towards my suitcase when my dresser doors started slowly opening on their own. Time stood still…so did my breathe…and finally, my heart. Fear rang through my body as I recanted my mother’s words, “You’re staying in a haunted hotel?” I swung open the door and stood there, completely paralyzed. To my right was the paranormal, and to my left was a dark corridor complete with two dilapidated baby cribs outside my door. I was officially living inside a nightmare. I mustered up the courage to grab my phone and run through what seemed like an endless maze of black corridors until I descended to the ground level. A glass door stood between me and the lobby. I hurriedly turned the knob, desperate to get inside a safe space or even outside in the rain…

Locked.

As if the previous few moments weren’t haunting enough, I was locked inside of this haunted hotel on the hill.

In this moment, I officially began to lose my sanity. I started screaming, not having the slightest clue what my high pitched shrieks would do to help me. I hadn’t seen another guest staying on the premises after all. Then, I thought about doing the only other thing I could think of: calling the haunted hotel in which I was currently losing my mind. Someone had to answer the phone…right? RIGHT?!

I called once…heavy breathing on my end, a dial tone on the other.

No answer.

Desperate and without any other ideas, I called back.

Wishing, hoping, thinking, praying…

Someone answered. It was a man in a very sleepy voice. I’d obviously just woken him up, and I started screaming…not entirely sure what came out of my mouth other than pleading the man on the other end to pleaseee please please come open the lobby door. I was leaving. In a monsoon. At midnight. Without any other plans or reservation…

The sleepy man (let’s call him the “Ground’s Keeper” – think Argus Filch from Harry Potter) wasn’t sure I could get a cab at midnight. I wasn’t taking no for an answer, and a cab was called. In the meantime, I quickly scrolled Booking.com and got another hotel in the city for the night. We then both walked up the stairs, through the creepy corridors and passed the baby cribs towards my room. Not entirely sure that was a good idea either, but I was honestly fresh out with my mental sanity waning. He helped me with my bags, and off we both went towards the lobby. I asked if this was a common occurrence amongst guests – to leave in the middle of the night. He couldn’t give me a direct answer, but he certainly didn’t seem too fazed by my abrupt midnight departure. And one thing’s for sure…Trip Advisor doesn’t lie.

With the weather matching my mood, me, myself and my overweight luggage wedged ourselves inside the small cab and headed towards the next check-in…definitely ghost-free.

How to Throw a Zoom Baby Shower

February 8, 2021 by lesleymurphy 1 Comment

I would never want to be the reason that someone fell ill from the virus, myself included, all because of a party. Don’t get me wrong – this baby deserves to be celebrated, and celebrated she was! But there’s a way to do it safely, and we’re incredibly grateful for our friends and family who have already loved on this girl so much – and she’s not even earthside yet!

Shop my White Knit Dress / Wearing Size 4

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Alex and I have been graced with two baby showers in the last two weekends. Overwhelmed doesn’t even cut it. The generosity and kindness shown by our communities is abundant. A big thank you to everyone who planned + joined us, including our big LimitLes family. From Bali to Argentina to Peru, I’m forever grateful to have those travel memories with y’all, especially as all other trips have been postponed until further notice.

I know there are lots of other mamas-to-be who will be showered in a similar digital fashion, so I wanted to put together a few helpful tips and a full-on party agenda (all taken from our incredible planning committees!) in case it’s helpful for your own Zoom/Google Meet/etc!

Helpful Tips

A designated planning committee to organize the shower.
An MC (master of ceremonies) to host. This helps the shower move along swiftly without participants sitting around/getting bored.
Designated speakers/leaders to lead certain games.
Planning committee to send cute decor and goodies to the venue (or set up inside your house/venue if they live nearby and are COVID-free!)

Shop my Pink Rose Maternity Dress / Wearing XS

Party Agenda

The MC welcomes everyone on Zoom/Google Meet and the mama or parents-to-be!

GAME: The Price is Right – Note* Because participants typically don’t all sign-on at once, starting the shower with a game allows people to slowly enter the chat so the entire Zoom isn’t waiting for everyone to join.

How to play: Have the MC or game leader go through certain baby items one-by-one (Owlet Monitor, Dock-A-Tot, Babybjorn Bouncer, etc) and ask the parents-to-be if the item is actually HIGHER or LOWER than the suggested price. The parents-to-be will draw an up or down arrow on the dry-erase boards that were sent to them by the thoughtful planning committee!

Introductions: Go one-by-one and have everyone give a *short* introduction on who they are, where they’re from and how they know the mama-to-be!

GAME: Toilet Paper Measurements – Everyone (either only those in-person or everyone on camera – gamer’s choice) guesses how many squares of TP it takes to go around the baby belly.

GAME: Baby Food Taste Test – Have someone on-site (hi, mom) pick up 7 jars of baby food for the parents-to-be and take off all labels. Alex and I had to guess the flavor of each (gross). Alex won this round!

Q&A: Have a designated person ask specific Qs for the mama-and-partner-to-be OR plan a fun rapid fire round where the mama and partner give one-word answers.

GAME: Baby Bottle Chugging Contest – The parents-to-be chug their drink of choice out of a baby bottle. In our case, my mom and Alex went head-to-head and chugged beer instead! Pro tip: cut the end of the nipple off for the beverage to go down little faster. My mom was tipped off and needless to say, she won 🙂

GAME: Guess the Due Date – Have everyone submit their own due date and send off a prize to whoever wins/gets closest!

GAME: Guess the Name – Have everyone submit names and send off a prize if anyone actually wins!

Presentation of the Gifts: If there is a host committee gifting a big present to the parents-to-be, presenting it via Presentation Mode by sharing your screen is always fun. The LimitLes community gifted Alex and I lots of gifts (THANK YOU!) which were sent to our home under strict orders not to open until the shower. During the presentation, the MC shared her screen to show off a document with screenshots describing each item and the meaning behind it.

Opening of the Gifts: As the presentation was going on, we got to open the gifts while on camera. It was so special!

Goodbye and GOOD LUCK!

Love at First Flight: A Once-In-A-Lifetime Proposal

February 4, 2021 by lesleymurphy 4 Comments

A lot of people ask me if I knew it was coming. I think women just have that sixth sense about them, especially when it comes to their own proposal. I had my nails done on February 3rd, so you could say I knew something was on the horizon. When my fiancé told me he had a shoot in Manhattan Beach on the 4th, I immediately got suspicious. As long as I’d known him, he’s never had a drone shoot in Manhattan Beach where we lived. That same day, my friend Daniella asked if I’d attend an event on the beach with her. That event would be my own engagement, and I happily obliged 🙂

It was a cool winter’s day in California, partly cloudy with high winds. Daniella came by to pick me up, and she did something she hardly ever does. She came inside. Typically I’d run out the door and jump in her car, but on this particular day, she wanted to double check my outfit.

“Cute! What else do you have?” she said as she hugged me. HA. Apparently whatever I was wearing wasn’t up to this event’s standards. I appreciated her honestly and promptly changed into a body suit and dainty skirt, hopeful that it would suit her proposal outfit expectations. It did, and we got in the car. This is us awaiting the green light text from Alex, unbeknownst to me at the time.

As we walked towards the “event,” I hardly noticed any individuals on the beach. No tables set up. No nothing. By this time, we’d taken off our shoes and began walking on the sand towards a few random people out in the distance. Daniella started to slowly fade into the abyss while Hugo, Alex’s good friend, appeared with a massive contraption on his person. Alex and I both work in the media industry, so of course this was going to be a large-scale production or nothing at all!

The beaches in LA are vast, spanning many feet wide. I had a good amount of seconds to begin processing what was about to happen, and then Alex came into focus with a rose in his hand. Oh, no. Nooo no no. I hate roses. “Please don’t propose with a rose, please don’t propose with a rose,” I thought.

“Lesley, will you accept this…” he began to say. And then, just like that, he stopped.

*throws rose to the side, drone lowers model airplane with attached ring box for proposal*

It was a nod to my past while ushering in the most creative and unique proposal of a lifetime. I’ve already cried a handful of times today, exactly one year later, reminiscing with the love of my life on such an epic engagement. Even though we had to put wedding planning on hold for an entire year+ due to the pandemic and not being able to get in/out of Australia, we are incredibly excited for what’s to come in just a few week’s time. In one year, so much can change. I said a resounding “YES” to the love of my life, have lived through a pandemic, pivoted my business focus, moved across the country, and am only days away from giving birth to our baby girl. I am forever in love with this one life full of nonstop adventure. Thank you, thank you, thank you.

So. This is how everything played out in video and photos below. I want to send our utmost gratitude to Mike Lindle, Mike Bishop, Hugo Bordes, Kevin Powers, Anthony Valerio, Andre Estevez, Tony Dimaria, Steve from Diamond Cut Films, Alex Castillo, Trent Siggard and James Sykes – it’s because of YOU that we’ll have these memories for years to come!

Photo credit below: Mike Lindle

The Prep

love at first flight a once in a lifetime proposal

The Proposal

The Aftermath

New Living Room Decor Reveal!

December 29, 2020 by lesleymurphy 2 Comments

I didn’t…until recently. I gotta give it to 2020. Travel had to come to a complete standstill in order for me to dive deep into making a house a home. And ya know what? It’s been a lot of fun 🙂

I prefaced this blog with my nomadic status, and that’s important to note because I’m not kidding when I say this: I’ve never bought furniture until NOW, aside from a dresser and some chairs back in LA. I still don’t really know what I’m doing. My attention has been on airline tickets and short-term lodging options rather than home furnishings in recent years. Listen. I thought it was a big deal when Alex and I split a washer/dryer last year because our LA rental didn’t come with one. Talk about domesticity! HA. Little did I know what this year had in store…

Turns out I do have a bit of forethought, though, because I’ve been saving funds for this exact reason. I knew someday soon my attention would turn towards putting down roots. I just didn’t know that day would come slightly earlier than expected due to a pandemic. Ahhh, the twists and turns of 2020. Instead of crossing continents for a wedding, we’re doing things a little differently. First comes love, then comes a carriage, then comes a lovely Kavanagh marriage (when we can all gather safely, etc etc).

After lots of questions this week on the IG reveal, I thought I’d create this blog post. Let’s get down to business. I’m the kind of person who needs to see every single piece before committing. A coffee table is no different to a wedding dress is no different to a toilet paper holder. It’s annoying. I’M annoying. I desperately wish I could change this flawed personality trait, but I got what I got! Here’s the (somewhat) finished product – ALL from small, local businesses aside from the floor mirror + pink chairs. A few bits and pieces still need to be ordered like accent chairs once the Christmas tree is removed…but all in due time 🙂

SOFA

Can we all agree that the world needs to slow its roll on the sheer number of sectionals, sofas and couches available?! And if not…at least make it easy to choose one! I would start committing to a beautiful sofa with chaise lounger and then…dive into the horrendous reviews. Back to square one. After going cross-eyed, I finally walked into J Parkey, a local store in Little Rock and designed my own piece. From the legs to arms to back to color to fabric to length, I chose it all with help from fab owner and operator, Jonathan Parkey.

I was able to sit on a very similar sofa in the store which put my mind at ease because ya never really know what the internet will send you…let’s be real. This lovely lady came in 5 1/2 weeks! In a pandemic! She exceeded expectations, even though a couple of cushions came dirty…but they were cleaned in a few days. Speaking of dirty, I know there are a lot (A LOT) of people out there expecting this thing to be a different color once the baby arrives, but let’s just see what happens! What can I say, the heart wants what the heart wants.

RUG

My second purchase for the space was the area rug. I knew it needed to be quite sizable (honestly could’ve gone slightly bigger), and I wanted to bring in a pop of color. Say hello to the Nora Turkish Knot Rug from Scout Design Studio!

COFFEE TABLE

I knew I wanted to bring in a natural aesthetic with the coffee table. I was focused on wood elements of any shape/size, but when I saw this burl beauty gleaming in the sunshine, I knew it was the perfect match. This table with beautifully crafted rounded edges is from Cobblestone & Vine.

SOFA TABLE

Our living area is very spacious, so it was a bit challenging to set the scene and stick to a layout. We could’ve gone many different routes, but we ultimately wanted to leave the windows open for our viewing pleasure instead of backing up a couch to that side (i.e. no couches facing each other). That meant we’d either face the sofa directly towards the river or towards the TV. With the back of the sofa exposed, I wanted a sofa table to block off the space and be a source for more light (hello, lamps!). I LOVED this unique design found at Cobblestone and Vine.

LAMPS

Cute lamps are hard to find. I must have looked through hundreds when I walked in a saw this pair sitting tall and fierce inside Cobblestone & Vine. I love the earthy yet luxe vibe to them, and the navy hue ties in nicely with the area rug. We were able to camouflage the cords behind the table and underneath the couch, running to the outlet on the lefthand side of the room.

MIRROR

THIS. This this this! I love the elegance and old-world flair that this amelie floor mirror brings to the room. It’s probably my favorite piece in the whole house and makes for extremely fun holiday decor 🙂

END TABLE

Speaking of old-world flair, I live for repurposed old trunks. They make me think I was born in the wrong decade, but at least I have them now. I was shopping for bedding one day and instead, came out with this Ludlow Trunk End Table. Swoooon! This was one of the few pieces that came with us from our teeny space in LA.

PINK CHAIRS

A touch of pink is always welcome in my book. If you’ve been a follower of mine for awhile, you know these beauties came with me from LA. I was on the hunt for pink chairs for a loooong time. I came across many styles, shapes and sizes…and then fell in love with this pair of upholstered side chairs! The elephant side table you see between them was my grandmothers. No link, only fond memories 🙂

RUG + FARM TABLE

Scout Design Studio strikes again! When I bought the Nora rug, this one (I believe it’s the Gwen) was also in stock. Knowing I didn’t have to wait 90 days for this custom-made rug? Sold to me! As for the farm table, I have no link. It’s decades old and has traveled from Little Rock to storage to LA and back again, finally to be placed in its forever home – or wherever we go next. She’s a relic, but there are many reclaimed wooden tables out there to choose from if you’re in the market!

DINING CHAIRS

We searched long and hard for chairs that would go well with the farm table, and while many beautiful options presented themselves, I landed on these gorgeous rattan chairs from Cobblestone & Vine!

‘Tis the Season: My Favorite Winter Jackets

December 28, 2020 by lesleymurphy 1 Comment

Going into my third trimester, I sized up in a couple of these pieces – but note that none are official maternity wear. Whether you’re expecting or not, these pieces work wonders to ward off harsh winter weather – so don’t let the cold temps stop you from getting outdoors! Backcountry gave me a discount code for y’all so be sure to use LESLEY15 for 15% off, good for your first purchase (exclusions apply). The Post-Holiday sale is currently happening until 1/2/21!

The Puffer

What can I say – I love color and anything that wraps me up in a warm little cocoon 🙂 The water-resistant fabric of this puffer sheds light snow and dirt. It’s currently up to 55% off and comes in Blush, Oatmeal and Olive. I ordered up in a size medium.

The Vest

This insulated vest has a buttery soft fleece lining that makes cold days even cozier. I love the color, and it also comes in a beautiful winter white! Plus, its fabric is 100% recycled, sourced from plastic bottle – rest easy knowing there’s a little less waste floating around in the world. I ordered in a small.

The Pullover

If you’re in the market for a sweatshirt/pullover situation, this one is a solid choice (and currently up to 65% off!). I ordered in a size small which probably wasn’t smart with my growing belly, but it’s built with stretch for easy movement. Phew!

The Fleece

This sherpa just feels like a warm hug. I raved about it so much that my mom even ordered it! I love winter white in pretty much everything, and it’s also available in black. It’s lightweight yet insulating – perfect for cooler temps. Currently up to 55% off! Ordered in a size small.

The Insulation Station

From fall into winter, I always carry a lightweight insulated jacket with me that easily packs down into my suitcase. This nano puff jacket is water repellent and has a recycled ripstop exterior. I’ve receive so many compliments when wearing – the regen green color is stunning! I’m wearing a size small for reference.

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