Since we have returned from our many travels life has slowly turned from magical everyday adventures to routine cold adventures. Because let’s face it everything is polar vortex as far as i’m concerned lately. Don’t get me wrong I love spending time at home with my love more than anything, but sometimes being in Montreal just feels like killing time until we depart on our next journey. I think it’s mostly the cold that has led to my demise as I’m kinda feeling like a mermaid drowning on fucking shore lately, but once I feel the ocean breeze and my toes start to tingle as the waves finally reach them, all should be well again. Good thing our trip to Turks is right around the corner, thank the lord. Mama needs a tan! Anyways enough about the fucking weather, it doesn’t deserve this much god damn attention. A few nights ago my love and I headed down to Montreal’s old port to eat at our absolutely favourite spot and took a couple shots of what I was wearing on the way in. I call it Polar Bear Chic…you like?
Prada faux fur coat, J Crew Necklace (similar), Rodarte crew sweatshirt, Nasty Gal skirt, Cartier, Hermes and David Yurman Bracelets, BCBG cocktail ring (similar), and Chanel watch, purse, tights and oxfords