My first pregnancy style post (which also happens to be a travel style post because this is what I’d wear anyway…), and the first post that my husband Matt has shot! These photos were taken last week while we wandered the morning streets of Barcelona’s gothic quarter, me at a ever larger 29 weeks pregnant and him with camera in hand. I’ve been intent on not buying maternity wear largely because I’m a minimalist, and I have a hard time stomaching the idea of buying clothes intended to be worn for 3 months or less.
Luckily my current flowy wardrobe of largely Elizabeth Suzann pieces has served me well. I’m wearing her Tilda pant in silk crepe and her Georgia dress layered over it also in silk crepe, a Blockshop scarf (on my head), crazy comfy Naot sandals I bought back home, and carrying my leather Ona laptop + camera bag, the Madison. Ona has been generous enough to offer to give one Madison bag away to one of you in celebration of their 6th anniversary! Head over to Instagram for the details. And I have an interview up over on their blog where I talk about everything from my tools of the trade to my advice for aspiring creatives which is essentially this: work hard, build meaningful relationships in your field, and never social climb.
In packing for this trip (we’re currently in Europe for 5 weeks hosting our Slow Living Retreats!), I knew I’d be getting bigger and bigger everyday. I’ll be 32 weeks when we finally fly home from Stockholm on the 20th! So I packed as light as ever but with my growing belly in mind. I settled on 4 Georgia dresses from Elizabeth Suzann as the base of my layering wardrobe. I brought 2 midi and 2 regular length, one nude and one black of each, all in silk because they roll up smaller than linen. And because I also brought two of her Harper tunics (aka the most comfy shirt ever) in linen. More to come on how I pack for a month to a year in a carry on…but suffice to say those basics carry me through in every situation. And I never leave home without a Blockshop scarf. Literally. I don’t do it.
I’ve been trying to find the perfect camera bag for me for years. Backpacks are good but now with my pregnant bones weirding out on me all the time, a backpack is too painful. Enter the Madison. One part purse, one part camera bag. It’s lined to protect my gear on the inside, and I love it. The long straps make it really easy to carry over my shoulder and there’s more than enough room for my two travel lenses (the 24-70mm 2.8 and the 50mm 1.2, both Canon) along with all my personal effects like passport, make-up, and sunnies (which are Ray-Ban…I have a thing for them).
Bags and clothes aside, the most essential thing for traveling pregnant has been having my husband by my side. Last year, 3 weeks after we met (and fell maddeningly in love), I proceeded to then leave the country for 3 months. It was torture. We decided that we wanted to blend our professional lives more in light of all the travel my work entails and in light of our little girl and in light of…well, we hate being apart and are content to spend every waking moment in each other’s presence. Work, play, sleep, eat—it’s all better with him there. And I know I’m going to feel that way when our daughter is with us. Whether we become home bodies or a nomadic brood, I want that family together as much as possible. And it turns out he’s mad handy with a camera (am I right?!), and now I “get to” (I’m camera shy but get over it cause I love to share things with you guys) be on the other side of the lens a bit more! Stay tuned to see how I dress my every growing belly this last stretch…she’s due in two and half months! Maybe we’ll even have a name by then….haha.
My name is Beth, Elizabeth Evelyn to be exact. A native Tennessean, I was born in the South.
I am the author behind Local Milk Blog.
Local milk is a journal devoted to home cookery, travel, family, and slow living—to being present & finding sustenance of every kind.
It’s about nesting abroad & finding the exotic in the everyday.
Most of all it’s about the perfection of imperfections and seeing the beauty of everyday, mundane life.