Have you ever not purchased an item of clothing with the excuse “I’m never going to wear this” or “I have nothing to wear this to”, if so you are full of shit. Pardon my language, but my day two Osheaga ensemble truly proves anything is possible…if you just believe. I fell in love with this little number at the Dolce & Gabbana outlet, and though my first thought was “when the fuck are you going to wear a striped diaper?” something told me to give it a try, and took it home. Here I am today recounting that day, and how I took a chance on the little diaper that could. Turns out these personal baby toilets are incredibly comfortable, and with the ridiculous heat that day, this little two piece kept me nice and cool. Besides functionality, I looked “totes adorbz”(you kids these days, just trying to keep up with the times)! In the future when shopping remember this tale, as fate might have set you up with an unlikely, yet fucking awesome garment. P.S pardon my footwear, but my Acne boots from the previous day at the festival literally ripped my feet apart…ok so not literally, but you get the idea. HAVAIANAS TO THE RESCUE! “Dolce & Gabbana, Fendi and then Donna”- Fergie Ferg, My Humps
Hello all! I have just returned from London for fashion week and am all kinds of inspired, but unfortunetely incredibly behind on these posts. All this travel has been a dream, but takes a bit of a toll on blogging time. This brings me to around a month ago, when we attended Osheaga music festival, one of my favourite weekends all year! It seems like a distant memory already, but I do recall having a fucking blast. We listened to Sam Roberts do his thing while hanging out with his only non-Canadian fan, my buddy Darren Criss, and got the chills watching London Grammar perform at sunset. Here is what I profusely sweat in, on that fateful first day. I was warm…
Hat purchased at the Standard hotel in NY during fashion week, Kate Moss for Topshop dress, Brandy Melville shorts (similar), Nasty Gal rings, House of Harlow (similar) and Tai multi-strand bracelet, Gucci bag (SO HEAVY), and Acne Pistol boots.
After our wedding and a beautiful honeymoon, it was finally time to get back to reality. It had been forever since I’ve had an #OOTD post in Montreal, and Peter and I feel so incredibly lucky to have had the travel opportunities we’ve had this year. It has been absolutely insane! My good friend Ashley Rosenberger, had started her own PR and event management appropriately named Rose PR, and finally being in the city we were able to attend one of her events, which happened to be right around the corner from our home! The photos were captured on our walk over. We headed to Taverne Royal Merchant, and absolutely loved the homey pub/Tortuga-esque atmosphere, and the comfort food even more. Seriously, I believe I tried everything they had, and could have gone for seconds. Hashtag fat foodie problems? The ice cold Bierbrier on tap didn’t help my food baby either. I am one of the few girls I know that would prefer to drink beer over any other form of booze, so you can imagine my continuing struggle with beer gut syndrome. Anyways, it was a great, and everything kicked butt, you go Glen Coco!..or you go Rose PR, Taverne Royal Merchant, and Bierbrier! Glen Coco truly has a better ring to it…Speaking of delicious food, the 6th annual Oysterfest starts tomorrow, September 6-7th at Terrace Bonsecour and it promises to be loads of mollusk fun! Being an Oyster lover myself, 14,000 of them, sounds right up my street! Let the shucking festivities begin! My heel totally made a hole in dem pants
Dolce & Gabbana sunglasses (similar), H&M Conscious Collection vest and pants, Chanel bag, bracelets and watch from House of Harlow (similar), Tai, Hermes, Cartier, and Editorial Boutique in Montreal, Rings from Nasty Gal (similar), and Bettyray, and Manolo Blahnik “Chaos” sandal.
Towards the end of our honeymoon the sun had finally arrived and we truly started enjoying our stay on this wonderful island even more. We decided to finally try “Sunset” restaurant, the most coveted and romantic spot to dine at in all of Santorini. And that is where our adventure began. You see all we knew was that it was in Oia, and because there are no drivable roads within the town we assumed we would just walk around and find our way as we always do. After being unsuccessful at locating it, we asked a local where we should head, and the nice greek man just told us to continue heading down. So we followed instruction…Boy did we not know what we were in for. In Oia, Donkeys utilize a path made up of steps all the way down the cliff to the water, turns out that was the way to our romantic dinner. And donkeys shit A LOT. It took us 25 minutes to walk down the cliff steps while avoiding the donkey crap, like some sort of sick obstacle course. Best part being, i wore a beautiful white maxi dress. I swore like a sailor the entire way down. I still thank god to this day that I did not wear wedges or heels, that definitely would have added a level of difficulty I was not ready for. When we arrived we did have a lovely dinner and definitely cabbed back up the mountain. The shit steps of death would simply have been too challenging in the dark, not ready for that expert level yet. So peaceful before I knew what was coming
Porsche Design aviators, Tiffany & Co. necklace and wedding rings, Taj by Sabrina Crippa maxi dress, Chanel bag, bracelets, palm cuff, and watch by Sydney Evan (similar), Tai, Neiman Marcus, Tasha, and Cartier, and Charlotte Olympia sandals