An Introduction

Hey guys

I’m Kayla. This is me at twenty five weeks pregnant. Still adjusting to my ever expanding bump.

I'm a southern belle living in north London by way of Mississippi, Tennessee, North Carolina, North Dakota, Germany and California. (Even I can’t get over what a mouthful that is) England has been home longest of all. A whopping ten years - which in nomadic speak is an AGE. And have no plans of leaving - which in nomadic speak is no longer nomadic in title.

Previously in buying for ASOS and Topshop, I traded in my career for a happier life. I think it was a sign that my career was at an end when I was told that I cared more about baking than my job. I’ll take a freshly baked sticky cinnamon bun over running around for Philip Green any day.

I met my husband T five years ago at a birthday party in Camden. Months down the line whilst eating brunch together at Banners in Crouch End (they serve an epic jerk chicken), I sat staring at the milk machine across the bar as he recalled his totally unrealistic two day cross-America journey. As his words distorted out of focus, that machine zoomed closer into view, getting brighter, my heart pounded in my head and I distinctly remember the words “fuck, I like this guy” enter my brain. I’ve been smitten ever since. (Never mind the small hiccup that I was very unhappily married at the time. I am in fact extremely happily married to my soulmate now. Cheesy I know, but I’m infinitely grateful for that man. Sometimes shit doesn’t work out and you’ve gotta make it your own.)

Now we’re winging parenthood together. Partners in crime with a nearly two year old boy named Baxter (little nod to Ian Dury’s son) and second boy on the way (with an equally badass name if you ask me, but ya’ll will just have to wait).

More random facts: 

- I had pyloric stenosis when I was 2 months old and have a gnarly scar across my belly as a reminder.

- Raised on an obsession of Disney theme parks and travel (Thanks dad and mom for always being big kids!)

- My first concert was Vince Gill, and until 1995 I didn’t know there was life beyond Reba McEntire and Garth Brooks. But then again, is there?

- First tattooed just shy of my 18th birthday (a chest piece none the less). I have a sleeve dedicated to Jim Henson’s Storyteller.

- I once baked a Cadbury creme egg into a cupcake which got 18,500+ views on twitter.

- I auditioned for the Great British Bake Off three times; screen tested twice. Ultimately, I don’t think they wanted to pay for southern bumpkin subtitles. 

- I can roll my tongue into three. Bax thinks it’s hilarious and is probably the only person to have witnessed this party trick.

Now that you’ve stopped by, why don’t you tell me a bit about yourself?x

What I'm wearing:

Maternity Dress and Head wrap: ASOS

Lippy: Revlon Matte Balm in Unapologetic