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Those Good Old Days

Montreal, Canada

Is it just me or does it already feel like our current snowy landscape has been around for an eternity. Winter has come folks, and I’ve grown so pale I’m blending into the background perfectly. With the exception of my nostrils of course which have been brutalized by tissues to the point where…let’s just say I could probably start raising money for HIV/AIDS research by selling them in their new colourway. I no longer remember a time where I could breath properly, or could climb a flight of stairs without being out of breath, and am constantly either hypothermic or sweating profusely without ever finding a happy medium. Remember when Joey’s weird roommate Eddie on Friends turned out to be a dehydrating maniac, well I’m pretty sure I could only feel dryer by living in his fruit torturing machine.

Ok you get it, I’m congested, thermally unbalanced, and in dire need of some kind of humid climate. It’s crazy how every year Winter surprises us Canadians as if we’ve never lived here before. I find myself saying “was it  this cold last year” on the daily, and don’t understand how my ancestors didn’t take mater into their own hands decades ago and move their future descendants to the Bahamas. Not sure if they were given options before getting on the boat from Ireland, but if they were, let’s just say they made a big mistake…HUGE. In these moments there are only so many things a girl can do. I’ve resorted to venting on the internet, spending most days in my basement playing Super Mario Odyssey, and reflecting on the good old days when the grass was still visible and not slowly dying under think sheets of powdered cold stuff. Speaking of which these photos, were taken in the end of September, where if I recall correctly, I began complaining about it being a little chilly. If only I knew then what I know now….

Christian Dior necklace, Balmain cargo vest, dress from Winners, Prada Cahier bag, and Tod’s creepers.

Marbella

Marbella, Spain

Hello my little chickens! I realize that these blog posts are getting fewer and farther between and it is something I’d love to rectify! I’ve noticed many of my favourite bloggers, the very same people who inspired me to start this little labour of love, also started concentrating their daily effort on Instagram rather than blogging and I was wondering how you, my readers felt about it. Do you enjoy getting a deeper look into my daily life and looks on social media and YouTube or do you miss the frequent posts on the platform that started it all? I’d love to know so please feel free to slip into my inbox or DMs and tell me your thoughts!

Now time to tell you about our time in Marbella. After a week of Ibiza EDM BPMs thumping in my brain 24/7, it was the vacation from our vacation we didn’t know we needed. We were originally supposed to only stay 4 days…which turned into 7 days…which turned into 8 when I accidentally booked an early morning flight thinking it was a late afternoon flight, only realizing my mistake while on our way to the airport. Whoops. Easy to say my family was thrilled. We finally took some time to be together and enjoy the beachside vacation we thought we were in for from the get go. I told you…I have tourist guilt or FOMO as the kids call it these days, so spending some time laying by the water was quite the feat for me. Also gave me a chance to wear the bikini/cover up combos I had curated for the vacation including this little overalls set from Zimmermann. One thing is for certain, the next time we visit Spain, and there absolutely HAS to be a next time, Marbella will be on my list…and probably for all of our future eurotrips to come until the end of time.

Don’t forget to check out our MARBELLA VLOG to see it all unfold!


Dior necklace, Zimmermann bathing suit and overalls, Goyard bag, and Gucci slip ons.

Tommy Girl

Miami, Florida

Happy 2017 everyone! Here’s a piece of advice for the new year, don’t wear a relatively tight sweater dress directly after eating season. Here I was trying to get all cozy, imagine my surprise when I finally realized the effects of my holiday binge eating habit had on my body. Oh well. I guess I’m going to have to invest in that Flat Tummy Tea business, that daughters of The Real Housewives cast and Instagram “celebrities” have been shoving down my throat for years. No matter. This time of year is about spending time with your loved ones, and enjoying those special family moments that don’t come around all that often. I don’t know about you, but for us, many of those moments occur around a table with food on it, so you can’t blame me for sacrificing my physique in the name of some quality family time. Also…who cares? I don’t want to go on some kind of long speil about how, it’s what inside that counts, that perfection doesn’t exist, and that photoshop and unrealistic beauty standards portrayed in the media are destroying the self esteem of an entire generation…but I guess I just did didn’t I?

I’m no life coach but, all I’m trying to convey is don’t spend your time sweating the small stuff, like numbers on a scale or the size tag in your jeans. I don’t know if anyone has ever told you this, but life is short, so instead of worrying about some calorie count, just make sure sure you live a happy and healthy life surrounded by people you love and you’ll be certain to make the most of it. Whoopsy…I ended up spieling didn’t I? Let’s spend 2017 being kind to one another alright kids, and we’re all going to be just fine.

There’s just something about that red white and navy blue
Dior sunglasses, Tommy Hilfiger sweater dress, Chanel bag, and Christian Louboutin pumps.

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.