A Secret to Success as a Working Mom: Use Dresses to Stay Cool and Stylish in Hot Weather

Greetings from Chaton's World in Pittsburgh, Pennsylvania! My days often start with laundry, early-morning emails, and making my kids a hot breakfast. They often end with late-night homework checks, making Instagram reels, and appearing on Celebrity Court of Public Opinion. Somewhere in between, I’m navigating boardrooms, working towards deadlines, and immersed in the good, bad, and ugly chaos of motherhood and household management. As a working mom of three and a professional carving out space in corporate environments, I share my journey of balancing leadership with loving my family, and I sprinkle it with self-care tips. Here, you’ll find honest reflections, hard-earned lessons, and practical strategies for creating an authentic life that you enjoy. If you’re trying to do it all without losing yourself in the process, you have found your sister in the struggle!  Continue reading to discover some thoughts, hacks, and/or lessons that I have learned from navigating my world.

The Walk of Shame "Retail Style"


When you shop as much as I do, you are bound to have engaged in a decent amount of scandalous retail behavior. As a teenager, I begged my mother for clothes in the store. I have tried on clothes in line. I have bought a party outfit on my way to the party. While somewhat unorthodox, these are not shameful activities. However, recently I witnessed the walk of shame performed with such finesse that I had to write about it.

A couple of weeks ago my sister and I were shopping when I saw a girl and a guy with whom we had been partying the night before. As I said hello, I realized that they were both wearing the same clothes from the party. Indeed, it was a Sunday afternoon and she was wearing messy hair, a cobalt blue shirt, a thigh high mini skirt, and a guilty grin. She handled the situation with style though. She simply looked me in the eye, winked and said, “girl, don’t even ask…”

While I hope that I am never forced to continue the party the next day without a shower, I had to give her credit. She was resourceful. She didn't allow something as mundane as going home to change or the embarrassment of being caught interrupt her flow. She simply bought a new dress, changed in the dressing room, and sashayed out of the store. Notions of shame were lost on her.

The scene got me thinking, perhaps we all need to have a little more fun and a little less shame. After all, we're all grown.

Still, I hope that she had some fresh undies and a tooth brush in her purse. I'm just saying... :-)
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