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Barcelona

Barcelona, Spain

If you guys have seen our latest adventure vlog from our time in Barcelona, you know the city wasn’t the usual sunny, joyful paradise we were used to visiting. We arrived an hour after the awful tragedy that occurred on Las Ramblas, claimed the lives of 13 people, and injured 100 others. The culprits were still at large and the manhunt taking place was covered on every news channel and radio station. The heightened security procedures in the streets and in our hotel made us feel more anxious than safe and the mood of the city was dark to say the least.

The people of Barcelona were sad for their city, and as tourist  we felt guilty for even being there. To see locals, bend over backwards to make sure our little vacation wasn’t bothered or altered in any was blew my mind. If I heard one more person apologize for what occurred I was going to have to start hugging strangers and ask them to shut up. I wanted to tell everyone to go home, check on your loved ones, take a day off. It was a lot to handle for anyone let alone the people who call the city home. Yet their worries and anxiety revolved around guests having the best possible experience. To say we felt bad inconveniencing anyone would be the understatement of the century.

After 2 days spent held up in our hotel at my father’s request, we finally sneaked out of our little fortress, to take a tour of the vibrant city we love so much. Todos Con Barcelona, was something that was felt on every street corner, and plaza. As we were living fearful and guilt ridden in our little bubble  life went on in Barcelona, and the city refused to let their oppressors win. We wondered at the gothic architecture, binged on tapas, drank Estrella, and wandered the city. We finished our day at Las Ramblas, in a crowd of hundreds mourning the events that took place and honouring those who had lost their lives. No one was scared, no one was fearful, no one let the events that took place take the city’s spirit away. I regretted ever spending a minute more in that hotel room.  We love you, and your people Barcelona, and cannot wait to come back and visit soon.

Zara headband, Rayban sunnies, Storets dress, Chanel backpack, and Golden Goose Deluxe Brand Sneakers

Mallorca

Mallorca, Spain

OMG what a journey it’s been. I apologize for the delay in posting, but hopefully you guys enjoyed following us our little adventures via Instagram. After a long, amazing month eating in Spain it feels so good to be back home. I mean the jet lag isn’t the best, but sitting on my couch here writing this post was a feeling I’ve missed quite a bit. You see I have travel fomo, real seize the moment problems which prevent me from sitting at my computer when in a foreign land, or anywhere I feel the need to explore really. This means that not only haven’t I written a blog post in a couple weeks, but I’m behind in all of my crappy reality TV shows (who got eliminated on the Challenge Dirty Thirty?!), I have zero intel on any of the super relevant celebrity news that has occurred (like no idea what the Kardashians are doing), oh and my fat email inbox is giving me real dark thoughts. That being said it felt so SO good to disconnect a little, but for the first time in years of traveling I finally feel happier home than on the road. So I’m going to catch up on my life here, pick up some parcels, pay some bills, face my scary inbox, and actually really enjoy it. Is this me getting old? Anyway, we have so many amazing vlogs coming your way on our YouTube channel and can’t wait to share all our adventures and shenanigans with you my little chickens. See you real soooon.


Chanel earrings, Zara matching separates, Louis-Vuitton Mini Malle, and Aquazzura shoes.

I Want Candy

Montreal, Quebec

I’m so full…but like actually. I have been living off a strict diet of sour gummy worms and Old Dutch BBQ chips for the past week or so and I’m starting to feel it. Funnily enough my body seems to have adapted quite nicely, and hasn’t been too cruel when my scale and I get to get together to catch up. I think it’s from the years of  training my metabolism I had living off junk food in high school. Seriously though, at the time Twix and Kit Kat bars were a part of a nutritious breakfast. I’m living a sugar renaissance really. I mean health wise I’m sure I’m shaving minutes or hours off my life somehow, but man I’ve been having a great time eating Glosettes in my car, and pairing Doritos as the starch to my protein. I’m starting to wonder…is candy and crap food the secret to happiness?

I feel some type of rebellious, laughing off the potential of a summer body while going through my stash of Cadbury Cream Eggs from Easter, and I’m not going to lie, I feel better than I have in quite some time. As the famous singer songwriter Sheryl Crow once sang…”if it makes you happy it can’t be that ba-a-a-ad”. So I say as long as we haven’t felt the effects of scurvy, and our arteries are still somewhat operational, let’s celebrate the small, simple, and bad things in life that make us happy. Come on girls, let us eat cake!

Vintage bandana, hoop earrings from Claire’s (not even kidding), Fenty X Puma sweatshirt dress, Louis-Vuitton backpack, and Christian Louboutin shoes.

Kween of the Desert

Indio, California

Fishnets in the desert. A year ago no one would have understood it, this year everybody (your mom included) is wearing them to Coachella. Just think of the tan lines…That being said, this is probably my favourite look from last weekend. After purchasing my Palm Springs LV backpack and desert boots, I knew I’d have to come up with something to make them work for the first festival weekend of the season. A vintage Tee from our trip to Austin last year came to mind immediately. Colour scheme was perfect and I’d never have the cojones to wear it with fishnets anywhere else.

It wouldn’t be a festival without some kind of tasteful and non-offensive headdress. Last Coachella I had the chance to wear a beautiful feather crown by Amaroq, so this year I approached them to design a new crown. One crown to rule them all! That’s a Lord of the Rings reference btw…I digress. After talking crystals and metals for a few weeks, the incredible piece that was sent to me took my breath away. If I could I would wear it every day….like even right now…if I wasn’t too lazy to get out of bed to grab it to put it on, I would.

 Finally When the weekend started approaching I started to browse the world wide web looking for dinky accessories that would bring the festival vibes to the look. Seriously though, I should start a website called “shit you’ll need to look like everybody else at Coachella”, and sell nothing but fake septum rings and bejewelled face stickers…I’d make a fortune. Because my Givenchy nose ring and necklace didn’t make me feel like Goldmemeber enough yet, I added some gold sticky things to my face. Taaadaaaa. The Inception of a Coachella look occurs.

Amaroq crown, Glasses and fishnets from Urban Outfitters, Body Bauble face bling, Givenchy nose ring and necklace, Vintage tee, and Louis-Vuitton backpack and boots.