guilty conscience fashion blog

bottega veneta

Jumbo Screen Capital of the World

New York, New York

What’s wrong with playing tourist once in a while right? No matter how often I’ve had the pleasure of visiting New York, the playground that is Time Square always feels like a return to childhood. Actually maybe that’s just me, because I do hear a lot of folks complaining about naked cowboys and pick pockets…in any case I find it all enchanting. During our trip to the big apple for fashion week, we lived very close to the mega screen hub and took the time to give it a visit. We went with one very specific purpose in mind, being to ride the indoor ferry wheel at Toys’R’Us. To my dismay the world’s biggest toy store had shut its doors, and been replaced with a GAP billboard. You think thats disappointing to hear now, imagine my sad face after walking around the same 3 blocks for 45 minutes looking for it, like a set of keys I had misplaced…I swear it was right here!?!

All was fine with the world after we found the quarter life equivalent for the beloved toy store, you might have heard of it, it’s commonly referred to as Sephora. Just like that all the heartache and grief triggered by the loss of the giant stuffed animal section had been erased. I also spent all my money on bottom eyelash mascara and a sheet mask made of eggs…maybe I should go back to shopping in the Barbie section…feels like a better long term investment. Time Square also has a Hard Rock and a Disney Store, so you know its a sure thing in the good time department. We had a beautifully touristy day followed by the Georgine show, and a night on the town. It may have hurt the next day, but you know it was all worth it of course. What can I say there’s just no city like New York kids.

Don’t forget to check out our NYFW adventures on YouTube by clicking HERE!

“You got buns with that coffee!”…Just one of the many charming comments you may hear while strolling through Time Square

Bottega Venetta sunnies, vintage Helmut Lang jacket, Adidas sweatshirt, Topshop dress, Dior bag, and Nike “Air Force Ones”.

Mickey Style

_w7c1607 Disneyland, Paris

If you know anything about me, you know that I live and breathe for all things Disney. Actually,  I also eat, sleep, and dream Disney, and have been doing so since my toddler days watching The Lion King in my footsie pyjamas, and having the time of my life in the parks living large sitting on my fathers shoulders to watch the castle show. So, you can only imagine my stupendous enthusiasm, when I was invited to join the Disney family as a Disney Style contributor. Am I saying Disney too much? DISNEY DISNEY DISNEY! I’m sorry…I’m excited. I thought I would take a second to underline this dream come true collaboration with my favourite Mouse, by sharing an #OOTD from our day in Disneyland Paris this past September. We had to visit our friend Remy’s new restaurant and ride while in the city of lights, and try his famous ratatouille of course (…it made me believe in vegetables again). It was a perfect park day with the people I love, reminiscent on the ones I had as a little one, and we made memories I’m going to remember for a very long time. I may not have ridden on my father’s shoulders this time, but being there all together, made for a pretty magical day. Make sure to check out Disney Style for all your Disney fashion tips, news, and ideas, and to see all the fun park/street style I muster up! See ya’ real soon!

Check out my most recent fashion story with Disney Style by clicking right here _w7c1535 _w7c1582 _w7c1551 _w7c1646 _w7c1630 _w7c1561 _w7c1634 _w7c1626 _w7c1638 _w7c1696 Mouse ears go with everything…

H&M hat, Bottega Veneta sunnies, Topshop blouse, Vintage Disney overalls, Louis Vuitton bag, and Nicholas Kirkwood flats.

The Floating City

_w7c0439 Venice, Italy

During our time in the city of water, canals and bridges, I had the chance to cross off many items on my bucket list, and even some I never had the kahunas to put on there in the first place. When I first visited Venice as a younger lass, I dreamt of a romantic gondola ride with a cute Ashton Kutcher lookin’ fella’ from the cruise ship we had just disembarked. Instead I got to ride with my father, in the tourist infested canals, while the man rowing us sang romantic hymns probably assuming we were a couple, and I was a child bride. Not what tween dreams are made of. So you can imagine my absolute delight riding this banana boat next to my husband, under the stars, after gondola rush hour, and drinking champagne on our way to dinner at Harry’s Bar. I mean the singing was still somewhat awkward, but like wayyy more warranted. I must have some good karma or something, because that moment was 10 years in the making. Never give up on your dreams kids!

When we arrived at my favourite iconic Italian eatery, none other that Harry Cipriani was sitting next to us, eating with very VERY old friends. He’s like 90, what did I expect, that he’d be hanging out with the cast of Stranger Things or something. Anyway, I tensed up rather quickly, as I really wanted to tell him that by creating the Bellini, he made the the alcoholic I am today, and then another perfect moment occurred, he walked to our table to say hello…and I went full vow of silence. Weird the people you get starstruck by. I should have figured that anyone who provides the yummies in my tummy, would be the ones I admire most. Anyways, Mr. Cipriani, was the loveliest of all gentlemen. Though I didn’t tell him about my affinity for his peach cocktail, I did muster up a few words about his Meringue cake being our absolute favourite and also our wedding cake…and then something wonderful happened. Not only did, Arrigo Cipriani grace us with a photo to remember that moment forever, but he sent over cake. Dead. To quote Lizzie McGuire on her own Italian adventure, “this is what dreams are made of”. Moral of the story is, reach for the stars, go the distance, because dreams are wishes your heart make and therefore you should always Hakuna Matata, and…I can’t kinda muster another Disney song to conclude this sentence but you get the picture.

_w7c0524 _w7c0472 _w7c0543 _w7c0604 _w7c0489 _w7c0561 _w7c0535 _w7c0508 _w7c0585 _w7c0551 _w7c0591 Coining the term “botanical garden chic”

Bottega Veneta sunnies, Zara top and pants, vintage Hermes Kelly, and Prada slippers.