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Paris, Je T’aime

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The time has finally come, to conclude our european adventure on the blog and I’m kinda bummed about it. The past couple of weeks have been filled with not so great news, and reliving the amazing moments we had while away, felt like a nice escape and kept me hopeful for more of them to come ahead. I have to stop the sobbing and self pity, I’m starting to bum out the very readers I’m trying so hard to amuse with my butt jokes. Besides, we’re not quite as done with the Eurotrip as I’m leading on. To celebrate the third anniversary of ConscienceCoupable we have been working on something new and extra special that I cannot wait to share with you all… but until then let me tell you about the last stop of our European road trip.

Paris is where the best Pain au Chocolat lives. It is also where the fashion houses I am most devoted to came to inception, and where their creative teams remain today. What else can I tell you about Paris?…The food is something else, the garments and the artistry behind them are respected the way I feel they always should be, and my favourite lady lives there. Her name is Eiffel, and she sure is a sight for sore eyes. There is also the Louvre, that I’m saving for a future trip when I start caring appropriately about the kind of art that I cannot wear. It is home to my favourite vintage shopping (Didier Ludot), my favourite cheese cake (it’s at Hotel Costes, you GOTTA try it), and my favourite memories after this trip with my husband & parents. We had a pretty unbelievable time, and I’m sure if you have visited the city of lights you might share a similar experience….and if you haven’t all I can say is lucky you, because you have a lot to look forward to. Though it has nice to have been home the past week or so, my vagabond spirit has started to chime up, and we are off on the road again tomorrow. I can’t help it..there’s just so much to see!

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The Braidy Bunch…see what I did there….

Chanel sunnies and bag, Zara mini dress, and Alexander Wang sneakers.

The Crown

_w7c1306 London, England

I am not a resident of the USA, but I don’t think I need to be to share with you all that I have been pretty upset these past couple of days. The results, of what can only be described as a an ugly election ended in a way that left me dumbfounded. I am heartbroken for my gender, for every minority and group who has been severely wronged in the process, for our planet, but mostly because I thought people who share the opinions of the elected president were themselves a minority, and was apparently very wrong. Now, hate stemming from racism to homophobia to xenophobia to misogyny has been validated in a big way, and I fear we’ve already started to feel the consequences. I am tired of seeing nasty social media posts, not so funny memes, and anymore negativity coming from either side, therefore I swore I wouldn’t discuss this with you all today. Guess I couldn’t help myself. I just wanted all who feel as I do, to know that you are not alone. Our generation, the millennials, chose differently, and I find a bit of solace in that, as WE believe in progress and a brighter future for ourselves. Finally, to every woman out there, that cannot help but be heartbroken, due to what this represents for our sex, I am with you, and I feel your pain. I am with her, and I cannot help but think with conviction that if the her in question was a him, we wouldn’t be facing what we are today…

This brings me to what I actually wanted to talk to you about today. The longest-reigning British monarch, and female head of state in world history, who also happens to be my new fave strong female character on the telly, Queen Elizabeth II. Don’t mind the feminist segway as I tell you about what I’ve been binge watching obsessively, The Crown. I found it fitting to discuss my love and devotion for the television program, with this post from our time in London, but now that I’ve ranted about the election for a paragraph I feel I should try to keep it short. Queen Elizabeth is a badass, and has been since 52. Any woman that can raise a family, be a loving wife, and find time to do her job, stand up to Winston Churchill and rule a country on the weekends, is one I can look up to.  I realize the show is a relatively fictional work, but having a female ruler and this as early as 1558, is not fiction at all, and this notion bring me much pride and sorrow all at once. How can we in 2016, be so antiquated in our thinking? How am I back here again? Monarchy isn’t for everyone, but I tend to agree for what it stands for in this instance. The UK is one beautiful place. I know you can’t tell from the white houses we shot in front of, but it truly is, and not only aesthetically speaking. They’ve made their own set of  mistakes, but they have been getting it right for a long time, and for that I give them credit where it is due. All to say we had a lovely time visiting London, and cannot wait to return. I am proud to have, one strong lady on my dolla’ bills, and hope every nation feels a similar sense pride one day. God Save the Queen!…really, could I have ended this any other way?

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Dior “Split1” sunnies, Deux Lions choker, Topshop tee, Nasty Gal overall dress, Chanel bag, Nicholas Kirkwood shoes.

Amster Dayum!

_w7c0942 Amsterdam, Netherlands

It had always been a dream of mine to visit the Netherlands. Now, I know what you’re all thinking, but in no way was I in it for the coffee shops, I just really love a nice pair of wooden shoes. Well those, the canals, the tulips, the museums, the history. Amsterdam is a city full of endless discoveries, wonderful people, and pancakes, really wonderful yummy pancakes! I fell in love with the Venice of the North, almost instantly…but then I started fearing for my life. As someone who’s is pretty mediocre at riding a bicycle, has no balance, and very little trust in the two wheeled invention, having my life constantly threatened by herds of them cause what some may call a little anxiety. Feeling like  Simba in the middle of the wildabeast stampede, holding on for dear life on that little branch, gets old real quick let me tell you. I’m super happy for mama earth, as this green alternative for getting around probably makes her hate us a little less for pollution, waste, overuse of natural resources, global warming…

You know what, nvm my irrational fear of the velocipede, a little anxiety when crossing the street is well worth it if it’s going to contribute to saving the one and only planet the entire human race has to call home. So moral of the story is, face your fears kids! Who knows, you may save the world in the process…k not really, but being environmentally conscious is that epically important, so please take it as seriously as you should. We can’t count on Leo and Al Gore to do all the work for us kids. If we all did a little, like turning off the tap and lights once in a while, recycling and composting, even if it takes an extra second, and yes even riding your bike, we’d being making a world of difference. Really didn’t think this blog post would turn into an environmental op-ed piece, but it did, so tadaaaaa. Amsterdam, I love you. Thank you for doing your part, and creating a culturally beautiful landscape while doing it…

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Comme Des Garçons tee, Zara overalls, Chanel bag, and Nicholas Kirkwood flats.

Capri Sun

_w7c9991 Capri, Italy

My apologies for the slight delay in posting this week. You see while I am reporting on our adventures in Europe, we are actually in Florida dealing with a little hissy fit from mother nature, endearingly named Hurricane Matthew. After all our preparations, from cancelling the rest of our Disney World stay, and stocking up on food as if the zombie apocalypse was on its way, little Matty went right passed us barely saying hello. I’m not sure what I’m more annoyed by, the fact that we made a big fuss over what turned out to be a windy morning, or that I’m still glued to my TV watching wet weather people in their L.L. Bean jackets, repeating the same 8 facts for the past 12 hours…Anyways, super grateful  we survived, and certainly hope the rest of the coast is as lucky as we were! My thoughts are with those who weren’t as fortunate as we were, namely Haiti and Bahamas. Stay safe everybody.

Now back to our regularly scheduled programming. We spent 3 magical days on the island of Capri, eating, drinking, and taking in all the sun we could handle without turning into Anger from Inside Out. Highlights include, dinning under dozens of lemon trees at Da Paolino, exploring caves, swimming in the Mediterranean Sea, and getting a little chocolate wasted at La Fontelina, and of course spending romantic time with the hubby strolling the streets where Jackie O used to do the same in her Capri pants. I think that just about covers it. Now I must get back to eating all the contents of my refrigerator and pantry, as we are leaving in a few days and purchased enough sustenance to feed an angry heard of kindergarteners…I mostly bought chips, pop tarts, and lunchables. What can I say, if I’m gonna see my last day on earth, I want my final meal to be strawberry flavoured with sprinkles on top…. _w7c9973 _w7c0025 _w7c0057 _w7c9979 _w7c0050 _w7c0006 _w7c0034 _w7c0041 _w7c0075 _w7c0091 l1050133 _w7c0138 It’s more of a Capri Sun-set really…

Nasty Gal hoops, For Love and Lemons top and skirt, Chanel bag, and Alexander Wang sneakers.