Merry Christmas Eve my little chickens! I have awoken to a lovely spring weathered day in my husband’s hometown of Kingston this morning, so it ain’t looking much like Christmas, but my bloated ham/turkey belly, is confirming that baby Jesus’ B-day is in fact right around the corner. It may only be the 24th but we have already survived 3 holiday parties and their festive feasts, so me and stuffing are a little too well acquainted by now. Three down one to go! We will be flying off the Miami in the wee hours tomorrow morning to have ourselves a merry little Christmas with my parentals, and I couldn’t be more excited. If i’m not gonna be getting any festive snow here, festive sand will definitely more then make up or it! These photos were shot during our last visit to the sunshine state, where I proudly wore my new Joolz nameplate necklace as the newest addition to their Joolistas club! From Starbucks barista, to new acquaintances, telling any non-francophone my name has always been a daunting task, so this new shiny tool will come in handy for more then simple accessorizing! Now tis time I bid you adieu. Wishing you all health, happiness, and wonderfilled memories on this festive occasion, now I must prepare my stomach for the incoming turkey coming my way…laters bikini bod, was nice knowin’ ya!
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Cartier aviators and bracelets, Joolz Bar à Bijoux nameplate necklace and earmuff, Balmain x H&M blazer and cuff, Chanel Boy.Friend watch, Theory tank, vintage Levis jeans, Celine bag, and Manolo Blank Chaos sandals.
I am tired. Had a fun night, that led to a painful morning, which was meant to be cured by coffee, but instead is making my brain pulsate and my limbs do the delirium tremor dance. I actually asked my husband to write this for me as some kind of funny feature post titled, “my wife was too tired to write this” but decided otherwise…because he declined the offer. So here I am, doing a write up about a wonderful event while in an awful state of mind. A few weeks ago Montreal had the official opening of Iro’s first Canadian boutique, and we were lucky enough to be in attendance. It felt like we were transported back to NYFW with the quantity and caliber of media in attendance, and even an appearance from my fave national treasure, Coco Rocha. The champagne and macarons didn’t suck either. Add a little philanthropic auction (which they did) and we’ve got ourselves a party. It was great catching up with our favourite local bloggers, mingling with buddies, old and new, and meeting the lovely Iro team. The night also got me hooked to their linen tees, which I have since returned to purchase more of…twice. All in all, twas a grand ole time. My name is Claude-Alicia and I am now an Iroholic.
When you look back at photos an realize how fucking wrinkled your shirt was
Zara coat, Marieclair St John x We Wore What customized bandana and shirt, Cartier bracelets, Isabel Marant for H&M white leather pants, Balmain Pierre bag, and Christian Louboutin pumps.
Happy Balmain day everyone! I hope none of you suffered frostbite after a long night on the streets waiting in line for this collection, but if you did, it better have been worth the wait and you now own every item on your wish list. Primal instincts really kick in when fighting over an embellished blazer, let me tell ya’…but let’s remember, owning a garment is not worth the assault charges that can follow Balmain induced cat fights and hair pulling. I was so grateful to have the chance to shop the annual collaboration early again this year, as I started coveting this collection as soon as it was announced! Olivier has really brought the Balmain brand forth for a whole new generation, not only with this collaboration, but with the #BalmainNation movement he brilliantly spearheaded over the past year. Well there’s that, and the fact he makes the most badass embellished garments a girl could ever dream of wearing. Unfortunately even with all the odds in my favour I wasn’t able to get my hands on the velvet blazer and dress I obsessed about when the collection was released. As you can see my heartbreak was short lived, and I came out of the event with a smile, and far from empty handed. From a classic double breasted cream blazer to Beetlejuice inspired matching separates to the now iconic green sequin “Kendall” dress, I am so happy to add pieces of H&M collab history to my little collection. That being said, let’s remember to be kind to one another, even in these competitive shopping environments, and know that no matter how beautiful the piece may be, it’s only clothing…. really fucking cool clothing.
Balmain x H&M dress and shoes, Balmain earrings, and Cartier bracelets
New York, New York
Finally the last #OOTD from New York Fashion Week! Did I mention I was sorry for how delayed some of these posts have been? You see I do this miserable thing called higher education, and well…it’s just not as flexible as a girl would like. This week has been manic to say the least, but somehow two midterms, a group project, and an assignment later I’m still somewhat cognitively able. I don’t think my concentration face had ever had as much screen time as it did this week, but now I am somewhat free from formal thinking activities so I’m glad to be retiring it for a while. It’s not real cute anyway. It’s always darkest before the dawn seems to be more accurate then most poetic metaphors, as I have so much to look forward to now that my stressful week has passed. Cool meetings, fun events, re-watching the Star Wars saga to prepare for “The Force Awakens” oh and did I mention were heading to Disney World for Halloween next week? Ya…my post darkness dawn is looking pretty fucking beautiful, am I right? Well, it is for my geeky self anyways.
Also I’m going to somewhat of a high school reunion tonight, so my feeling incredibly old kicked in pretty hard this morning. Adele really gets where I’m at in my life right now. It’s like the woman waited for me to have a mini crisis to release her song, and give me this epiphany. Here at 24, somewhere between an old adolescent and a full-fledged grown up, I miss everything about my younger years, but simply because they will never happen again. If you have no idea what I’m talking, about you should read this. Fucking Adele right? So here it is my little chickens, the last one from NYFW! Hope the rest of your weekend consists of Netflix and chill and…what else do you kids do for fun these days?
HELLO FROM THE OTHER SIDE
Gucci sunnies, my Papa’s paisley handkerchief, Kenzo tee, H&M skirt, Cartier and Hermes bracelets, Apple Watch, Louis-Vuitton “Petite Malle” and Chanel cutout oxfords.