Monday, November 28, 2011

Something to think about

It just occurred to me that a Bachelor's Degree is probably so named because, up until about 130 years ago, education was a typically male-only sphere, and so university graduates would have been mostly unmarried young men.

Sunday, November 6, 2011

I just finished interviewing one of my favourite bloggers, Elim Chu of The Style Seen! How exciting! She was lovely.
www.thestyleseen.com

Monday, October 24, 2011

All I can think about is ankle boots. I'm on the hunt for the perfect pair. Suggestions welcome!

Though in my case I should be looking for cankle boots, or so I've been told. 

Sunday, September 25, 2011

Aside from being absolutely buried in homework, I am suffering from "I hate skinny 20 years olds" syndrome.

Saturday, September 3, 2011

Shoppers gone wild

I am now happily ensconced in my new city (hello Vancouver), and have been exploring non stop.

Yesterday I attended my first warehouse sale. What an experience! Great clothes at 70% off retail. What's a shopaholic to do? I waited in line for about half an hour before getting in. I checked my purse, and PURE MADNESS. Girls running from rack to rack grabbing whatever they could carry in their size. I attempted to be practical, and go from rack to rack looking at everything. I quickly got caught up in the frenzy though, and abandoned my sensible plan.

I emerged after about an hour, sweaty, dishevelled, and the owner of a few new great pieces.


Friday, August 19, 2011

Wednesday, August 17, 2011

Having to wear tights in August is annoying. It just seems so wrong. That said, it's a great excuse to bust out some fall looks. Fall is my favourite season for clothes. Sweaters, layers, scarves, and cute jackets. It's such an easy time of year to look completely put together.

What's your favourite fashion season?

Tuesday, August 16, 2011

Today:


Dry lips and staticky hair. Rainy weather is so ick.

Photo Unity Clothing on Facebook

Friday, August 12, 2011

Thursday, August 11, 2011

I'm a normal sized girl. I have a belly, and hips, and a bum. I read a lot of fashion blogs, and magazines. By far, the majority of women looking back at me from the glossies are stick thin. They are so thin that they look unhealthy. One of my current phrases is, "Eat a sandwich!"

It doesn't make sense to me. Clothes are marketed to normal women. Women with real figures, curves, and bumps. What woman wants to look at photo after photo of someone they can't relate to at all? Not me.

This is my idea of sexy:


Not this:


Photos from Google Images.

Tuesday, August 9, 2011

I'm thinking about exploring lipstick, but I really don't know how to wear it. Tips?

Friday, August 5, 2011

Aug 5/11

Aug 5/11

I hate my outfit today. I'll pretend I'm wearing this.

Polyvore (all items TopShop)

Wednesday, August 3, 2011

I have all of these fantastic clothes that I would wear if I were just a tiny bit smaller. *sigh*

Swallows

Swallows


The bag is a lap top case, but I don't care because it's fabulous.

Summer to Fall

Summer to Fall



I could never afford any of these things, other than the H&M top, but a girl can dream right?
 

Friday, July 29, 2011

Crimes Against Fashion

There are a lot of fashion criminals out there. We see them every day. You know who they are.

Here are some of the crimes that top my list:

1. Crocs - The only place crocs are acceptable is in the garden, and even then, flip flops work just as well.

2. Scrunchies -  Some people just refuse to leave these ugly hair pieces in the 80s where they belong.

3. Pajama bottoms worn as pants - I see this a lot. The offenders come in all ages and sizes. It takes about 10 seconds to pull on a pair of jeans, and it's worth investing the effort.

4. White socks with black shoes - This one kind of cracks me up. White socks shine out like a beacon of fashion ineptitude from the background of the black shoe.

5. Jeans two sizes too small that create a muffin top - Clothes that fit properly always flatter.

What do you think are some of the worst fashion offences?

Monday, July 25, 2011

And then this happened.

I'm a complete fashion junkie. Always have been, always will be. When I walk into a mall I get a rush from all of the stores I've yet to visit. It's like taking that first sip of coffee in the morning or that first bite of a delicious, oozy danish. In short, it's divine.

The problem? I live in the Yukon, that's in the far north in Canada for those of you not familiar. Whitehorse, the town I live in, is a two hour flight from Vancouver, a seven hour flight to Ottawa, and, well you get the idea. We're isolated. The shopping choices here are abysmal. We have a Reitmans and a few locally owned and outrageously expensive shops. What's a fashionista to do?

I made my first online purchase about six years ago, a tee shirt that I won in an eBay auction. I've never looked back. I took my measurements and was off to the races. There is an absolute mecca of online options for the savvy shopper and I've discovered some true gems. The truly beautiful thing about online shopping is that you get that great "just bought something new and fabulous" feeling twice! Once when you place the order and then again when you open your package. There's also the excitement of getting a parcel in the mail. Call me old fashioned, but that's a thrill I'll never tire of!

Saturday, July 23, 2011

One of my favourite Canadian online stores is La Maison Simons. Even the name is fantastic! I first discovered Simons during a visit to Quebec City in 2007. I was staying with a couple of girlfriends. They took me to see the sights (Quebec City is the only walled city in North America), to some fantastic restaurants (including one that served bottomless mussels), and finally, because they love me so much they took me shopping. My friends aren't interested in shopping (gasp), and so they patiently waited outside while I shopped to my little heart's content.

Now, I can say "hello" and "good bye" and "please" and "thank you" in French, but that's about it. My friends were amazed to discover that within moments of arriving at Simons, I had checked my coat, secured a fitting room, and enlisted the help of a sales girl in finding a couple of things in my size. Needless to say, it's a great store and I was motivated! It's amazing what you can communicate when you want something badly enough!
A little over a year ago I was thrilled to discover that Simon's was opening an online shop. For months I waited patiently for it to open and as soon as it did I put my order in.

One of the great things about Simons is that they sell fun decor items as well as men's and women's casual, elegant, and trendy clothing. There's something for everyone. One of my all time favourite purchases is a faux zebra skin rug from Simon's, which is machine washable.

I also just happen to be wearing a sailor dress today that I scored at Simon's.
The shipping is prompt and resonably priced and you will always be thanked for your business. The site is easy to naviagte, and attractive. The prices are reasonable and the quality is great. The prcies are all in Canadian dollars.

If you pop in make sure to let them know I sent you and enjoy!

Check it out: http://www.simons.ca/store.cfm?lang=eng
I love Fashiontoast but I really wish she weren't so skinny. I blame her for all of my new addictions.

http://www.fashiontoast.com/

Friday, July 22, 2011

My boss just accused me of taking time off work to get my "hair adjusted".

Saturday, July 9, 2011

I'm 31 and, *gasp*, single. Truth be told I did not think that this is how it was going to turn out. Like most girls, I had a plan for my life, and that plan included being married and having my first child at 30. Well, here I am, a year older than planned, and sill attending all my events stag. The reality is that I love my life. I have great friends, an active social life, and the freedom to do whatever I want whenever I want.

Do I have regrets? No. Do I have moments of loneliness and self doubt? Sure, however, I also have a killer wardrobe, and about a hundred pairs of shoes.

The reality is that we no longer live in a society in which people graduate high school, and get married at 20. I think that this is still the underlying expectation, but there are a lot more of us who are just not willing to settle for anything less than perfect. For a lot of us that means waiting until we're in our 30s, 40s, and even 50s before meeting a great partner and settling down. Am I okay with waiting until my 50s to get married? No. Will I wait that long if that's how long it takes? Absolutely.

Sunday, June 26, 2011

Sometimes I feel like the last single girl alive. We're a dying breed. I grew up assuming that by 30 I'd be married. Not so my friends. Reality is harsh. I console myself with my list of things being single allows:

- sleeping in as late as I want;
- going to bed as early as I want;
- buying whatever I want and not having to justify it to anyone;
- not having to check in with anyone.

Sometimes though, it'd be nice to cook for two. Anyway, now I've got to buy something to make myself feel better, as well as fend off the Alsatians.

Thursday, June 9, 2011

I just read the following in an ad in Flare: "Available at selected the Bay locations and other better lingerie stores across Canada."

Clearly the editing world needs me.

Wednesday, June 8, 2011

Some excerpts from my days as a Livejournaler:

i believe that about eighty percent of people look like birds. the general characteristics of a bird person are a pointy (beaky, you might say) nose, a sharp chin, small head and they quite often wear glasses. bird people freak me out. i see them everywhere. calista flockhart, for example, is a bird person.

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i was doing some ironing the other night and b walked up to me and announced "i've decided to limit myself in underwear... not only in travel, but in life." he never wants to have more than fourteen pairs at a time.

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yesterday i sent out a mass email detailing our travels thus far, as well as our further plans. i talked about our last days in spain, tavira and albufeira. my mom got back to me and said that she spent two weeks in albufeira in 1975/6. i think that´s pretty damn cool. my mom has done a lot of travelling; she´s been to mexico, many places in africa, thailand and apparently portugal. i´m sure she´s been to even more places and i just haven´t been told about it yet. i like to think that i´m a bit like her. she´s got an adventurous spirit and i´m sure she would have spent all her days trotting the globe if it hadn´t been for myself, my sister and my brother. sometimes i think i just want to spend the rest of time like this. always travelling, always in limbo and always free.

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the moment i sat down with my caramel latte i dragged my lovely scarf (it's so soft) through it. as i was attempting to mop up that mess i knocked over my purse and the bulk of the contents spilled out and skittered across the floor. sigh. after i finally got myself back in order i had to sit there, cheeks flaming, pretending that it was fine and i don't care that i am a complete clod. honestly though, it's really hard sometimes. i'll be striding confidently down the sidewalk, feeling fab, when suddenly i'll trip over a slab of stone that's sticking out above the rest about, oh, a millimeter or so. suddenly i'll be sprawled out across the pavement with mud on my trousers, a scraped nose and a bruised ego. the fact that i've made it to twenty-four without being involved in some kind of a fatal accident is simply nothing short of a miracle. thank god b pulls me out of the way of on coming traffic, dogs, doors, people walking toward me, telephone poles, children and anything else that might have the misfortune of coming into contact with my accident-prone self.
When I was in the 5th grade I was a die hard NKOTB (New Kids on the Block, for those of you born in the 90s) fan. I had a sweatshirt, a giant poster and all of their tapes. I would cuddle my ghetto blaster and let the boys croon me to sleep. I believe that, at one point, I even had an NKOTB doll.

Jordan was my favourite and my first real crush. My poor little heart was broken when it came out that he was gay.

Twenty one years later I'm still secretly their biggest fan. I realized this morning that I could probably download all of their songs on iTunes. I wonder if they will sound the same to my 30-something ears?

Tuesday, June 7, 2011

I just finished reading Spoiled by the Fug Girls (www.gofugyourself.com). It has a slow clap and a character named Arugula. Impressive.
Carrot sticks and raw broccoli is NOT FOOD unless you are a bunny. I am not a bunny.

I am grumpy because I am hungry.
So, last night I was texting with my bf (best friend, not boyfriend) and discovered something funny. A lot of people have bodies that resemble letters. I, myself, am shaped thusly: B. Some people are like this: O. Still others are built like this: I. The ideal body for a woman is this: X. For men it is: Y.

I wonder if the same is true of numbers?

Thursday, June 2, 2011

So, being of a certain age I often find myself thinking about kids these days, or more specifically, cuddly little babies. I love my life. It's filled with good books, good food, good friends, long baths, shopping, and indulgent Saturday afternoon naps. I'm not ready to give all of that up, and despite ardent statements to the contrary, I just don't believe that I won't have to give all of that up once I enter motherhood. There's a part of me that honestly believes that whenever a mother goes on about how wonderful motherhood is, she's trying to convince herself more than anyone else.

Wednesday, May 4, 2011

Tuesday, April 26, 2011

Is there ANYTHING worse than walking into a public washroom right after someone uses it for a big poo? I don't think there is.
 A friend and I had an absolutely epic night out on Saturday. It was great. We went to a Green Party Rally. I think we proved our point: girls in their 30s still rock!  VOTE GREEN!

Monday, April 4, 2011

I love hickory sticks. I just wish I could stuff more of them in my mouth at a time. They're a little awkward and pointy. Hard to completely pig out on.

Friday, March 11, 2011

So. I am on day 16 of a no shopping commitment of one month. Who did I make that commitment to, you ask? MYSELF. Why? I must have been very drunk.

When it comes to things like this I'm surprisingly stubborn. I'll see this month through. I will. And then I'm going to buy: a light knit summer sweater, bell bottom jeans, a statement necklace, Strawberry Shortcake body wash from Cake Beauty and platforms. All in one fell swoop. I get shivery just thinking about it. Shivery in that delicious kind of shivery way.

Also, my smoothie tastes like pickles.

Thursday, January 27, 2011

Current favourite things





I've been feeling gross all week. Gross and fat. Today, after unzipping my pants while sitting at my desk, I decided it's time for Weight Watchers again. Please let me be the next Jennifer Hudson.

Friday, January 21, 2011

For the first time in my adult life I have a black turtle neck shirt as part of my wardrobe. It's turned out to be such a great staple! I can't believe I never thought I needed one! It's great with skirts, pants, jeans and leggings. It's perfect under a colourful scarf, dangling earrings and a great statement necklace! It's suitable for work and play! I recommend it to everyone!

Thursday, January 20, 2011

I had pictured the Fug Girls being more glamorous. All long hair and coltish legs.