We are back! After a little European sabbatical it feels so nice to return to you and have so much sick shit to share in the coming weeks. We shot my favourite #OOTDs in all of our favourite cities from Paris, to Capri, to Amsterdam and I can’t wait to throw all that content on the blog, and rant about how much I ate. Something feels strange about being back though I must admit. I hate resorting to talking about the weather, but when did September happen and when did Summer kinda start ending? I feel like we spent all those good sunny months in front of our computer screens and aside from the miraculous weeks across the pond, summer vacay didn’t feel very vacationy at all. As someone who calls Canadialand her home I cherish those 3-4 months where the sun gods are in our favour…because let’s face it, in our native Canada, Winter is ALWAYS coming. So here is my pitch finish reading this, check out the cool pictures, from that time I sweat a lot before an amazing Grey Goose event, and wore a awesome boho power suit, but then go play outside! We got to take what we can get kids, and September is all we got left, so take it all in. I leave you with this jem of a song from the mid 2000s, by the only man that has ever been sad enough to sit cross legged. Love you my little chickens, so happy to be back.
…aint nothin’ sexy about swass
Gucci leather aviators, For Love and Lemons suit, Louis-Vuitton “Skin Rings”, Chanel bag, and Manolo Blahnik “Chaos” sandals.
I hate writing these weather post, but really right now? I feel I have no choice but to acknowledge the chilly elephant in the room and bitch about mother nature. After spending the majority of 2016 in Miami, I was looking forward to finally spending time in our hometown. Can’t say I’m too pleased. How can I describe the current temperature? Wet shit maybe? Seriously, its rainy, its snowy, its slushy…its just plain old yucky if you ask me. Can you believe tourism is a thing here? I mean yes its beautiful architecture and yada yada yada, but Montreal ain’t no exotic land. We have literally not taken a second since we stepped of that plane in our homeland of Canada, and mama needs some vitamin D to keep going. Thankfully with Coachella around the corner, we will be leaving the tundra for the desert of Palm Springs, and I can promise that this time I will not be complaining about the heat! We have so much exciting news and posts to share with you, from new city food guide, to amazing collaborations, and I cannot wait to take you kids along for the ride! Until then let us gather together and perform some kind of anti-rain dance. Springtime, we are very fuckign ready for you.
Still unsure about this mismatched greens situation
Nasty Gal hat, Ray Ban “Timeless Rounds”, Deux Lions choker, Vince coat, Zara dress, Louis-Vuitton bag with Anya Hindmarsh stickers, and Balmain ranger boots.
Happy Saint-Patrick’s day everyone! May your pockets be heavy and your heart be light, may good luck pursue you each morning and night…and beer, I wish you great beer. Today, being one of my favourite holidays, I thought what better way to celebrate then to share our adventures in the Emerald Isle itself. Last summer we had the great pleasure, of visiting Ireland to celebrate my 24th birthday, and it may have been one of our greatest trips yet. Our mothers in tow, we spent a week driving all around the island of Ireland from south to north, and saw sights (and pubs), experienced the culture (and pubs), and made memories that have a good chance of lasting a lifetime (except the ones we made in pubs). The luck of the Irish followed us from Dublin, to Belfast, and we truly had a magical time…and many pints of Guinness as well. Along the way we snapped a couple #OOTDs that remained unpublished until now. I thought what better time then to share them with you now, as well as a few pictures from our road trip to remember. Also on this special holiday I thought I’d leave you with a few words of wisdom… You can’t drink all day if you don’t start in the morning…
They’re in order…you’ll figure it out…
Dublin day 1- Ray Ban Clubmasters, Zara jacket and skirt, Isabel Marant for H&M shirt, Louis-Vuitton “Petite Malle” bag, and Chloé “Suzanna” boots. Dublin day 2- Cutler & Gross sunglasses, Zara dress, Chanel “Boy Bag”, and Chloé “Suzanna” boots. Owls & Blarney- Zara shirt dress, and jacket, Current/Elliott jeans, and Acne “Pistol” boots. Dingle Peninsula- Unif hat, Hermes scarf, Zara shirt and jeans, Louis-Vuitton backpack, and Hunter rain boots. Killarney/Galway- Zara hat and dress, vintage necklace, Balmain “Pierre” bag, and Acne “Pistol” boots. Giants Causeway- Kris Van Assche sunglasses, Zara shirt dress, Current/Elliott jeans, Balmain “Pierre” bag, and Acne “Pistol” boots. Belfast- Cloak of Winterfell. lol
TGIF my little chickens! Another week has come and gone, and so much has happened, I can barely wrap my mind around it all. We had a wonderful weekend after posting our new EATS section, followed by a very scary and dramatic week, which thankfully is now technically coming to an end. Family is everything to Peter and myself, so when our loved ones face a crisis we tend to take over. Helplessness is not a pleasant feeling, therefore doing everything in our power to better the situation has been our priority these past days. I know everything I’m saying is annoyingly vague, but no matter how personal I get writing this blog, I’m simply not the type of lady to posts the tough stuff as my Facebook status, and this is no different. For now, we are concentrating on creating solutions, and trying to prepare all we can before our departure from Miami. There is nothing like seeing a stubborn person, finally seeing the benefits of changing a negative behaviour. Now all I can hope for is that this new change lasts, even when we’re not there to guide and oversee it.
We decided to go away this weekend as a kind of trial run, and head up to this new place I’ve heard of called Walt Disney World. We’ve been pretty down lately and apparently this location is assured to create happiness, so it should be just what the doctor ordered. My crisis philosophy of “keep calm and head to Disney”, will be in full swing on Insta all weekend, and though I’m horribly worried to leave the big kids I call my parents alone, I know it’ll need to happen sooner or later and am confident they can handle it without us. I apologize for a serious and obnoxiously nonspecific post, but promise my sailor mouth and dry wit will be back next week. Until then I have a trouser-wearing mouse to go visit, and I heard he has pretty good food in his kingdom. Who knows, maybe we’ll tell you guys about it…
I can’t believe it’s not butter…I mean Missoni
Topshop shirt and pants, Cartier bracelets, Chanel watch and bag, Louis-Vuitton Skin Rings, and Manolo Blahnik Chaos sandals.