Once upon a time I lived in Brooklyn and loved to shop at Lulu's Then and Now in Park Slope. I found innumerable gems there—a hand knit sweater from Ireland, light blue wool knickers, the tiniest white cotton hat, and handmade leather toddler boys shoes with sheepskin lining. It was all affordable and as someone who loves "the hunt", I seriously loved that store. It's also where I discovered the.most.amazing.hat. At the time, I couldn't afford it so I had to pass but oh my gosh, my eyes starting watering when I saw it because it was so perfect. So perfectly becoming for a super fat baby face with a tiny string at the chin for a tidy bow. It was amazing. I made two subsequent trips to Lulu's to find the hat again but they were gone. The sweet shop boy helped me track down the brand behind the hat—Wolfechild. (Best name award.) That led me on an internet goose chase to find more of these hats (to no avail) but I did find the brilliantly talented Wolfechild maker's blog. I've been following her for the last two years and I am so inspired by her hand-stamped rompers, her choice of fabrics, and her impeccable styling. She's so good. I'm saving my pennies so I can buy a few things to put on my boys when we're having a really bad day. (Cute clothes on my kids=instantly makes me like them more/might make me laugh=their safety is secure.) The new arrivals are beautiful and the sale section is brimming. Here's all the boy's clothes. She also just announced a new Etsy Wolfechild vintage shop! How special would it be to buy an outfit as a baby shower group gift or very special one year birthday present, or for family pictures? Wolfchilde is in the realm of buying less but buying better and I love that.
Wolfechild is the first brand I'm highlighting in a new occasional series I'm calling, Cute Boys Clothes Do Exist. Genius, I know. I just have to fight back and say that it can be hard to find cute boys clothes, but man, when you do they're amazing. It's possible, people. I don't mind some car graphics or soccer pajamas here or there, but at the of the day I want to focus on my child's face and not the creepy monkey emblazoned across his overalls.