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Mad Foot In Mouth Skills

Top – Gentlefawn  //  Pants – don’t remember  //  Jacket & Necklace – F21  //  Boots – First

There’s this amazing skill I have.  Really, it’s a talent unrivaled by others:  if there’s a way to stick my foot in my mouth in a conversation I will find it.  I will be the person who for no reason whatsoever will say that thing that will make everyone pause with a slight “oh, what do we say to that” thought.  It’s never huge, it’s never greatly offense, it’s just well, awkward.  Example, at a recent party Andrew did something awesome, and I blurt out, ” You’re so getting laid for that!”  Yup, that’s me.  The awkward inappropriate comment.  The clincher was that he didn’t – I went right to sleep. Jammies, teeth, sleep…I’m a wild one I tell you.  I’m better in print.

True Story:
 You know you’re a fashion blogger when your little girl asks to put on her crown, and insists on taking pictures.
Then she starts posing for the camera.  
Posing.  
At two and half, she’s doing the hip-to-the-side pose, and the look-over-the-should-at-the-camera pose.  
And she’s so proud.

DIY Boots

 

Jacket – Spotted Moth *old*  //  Shirt – Esprit  //  Hat – ??  //  Dress, Tights, Belt, Socks, & Pink Ring – F21  //  Boots – Ruche altered with my own belts and additions  //  Ring – Threadsence  //  Necklace – bought in Spain.
I love new shoes, but the fact is that shoes can cost a lot.  So to change up my shoes and make things look new, I decided to see what would happen if I took some belts and fabric that were lying around and changed my regular ankle boots into something new.  Something a little different.
Andrew makes fun of these, but I love the fact that they’re a little different.  
True Story:
Baby Girl opens my nail polish drawer a week ago, and decides to move every single bottle.  
I’m getting dressed and just happy for the fact that she’s busy and leaving me in peace.  
So she moves all approximately twenty bottles into Andrew’s night stand. 
Apparently she’s decided that’s where they belong.   
A week later, they’re still there.  
I guess he agrees.

Homecoming

 Jacket – Gap  //  Dress – ModCloth *sold out*  // Tights & Necklace – F21  // Boots – Feet First  // Ring – Threadsence

Playing with different trends and styles.  Experimenting with different perceptions of self and different sides of various aesthetics.  These are the things I love about fashion.

But there’s also something serenely and peacefully perfect about a homecoming.  A homecoming to that outfit that best defines you. An outfit that really reflects to the world who you are at your core.  The outfit that feels just like the worn in jeans, a cup of hot chocolate, or that home cooked meal your mama made.  

A floral dress, jean jacket and boots.  That’s my fashion chicken soup.  It just doesn’t get any better. 

This is me world.

True Story:
Baby Girl got a firetruck and fireman action figure as a Thanksgiving Day present from my Mom.  
I’m not talking about how she’s been obsessed with it ever since.
I am talking about how she took the fireman figure and insisted on changing his diaper. 
The figurine is maybe 5 inches tall. 
So he went from pooping his pants in a fire to being smothered in a diaper???
Poor guy can’t catch a break.

Nothing New, Nothing Old

Jacket & Tights – F21
Dress – ModCloth
Belt – H&M
Boots – Ruche

Everything old is new again, or more specifically, nothing gets old in my closet. I’ve had all these items for years.  Except the tights.  They’re about six months old and $5 at F21.  I love recombining older things in new ways.  Really I would say that’s the secret behind real style: being able to constantly create unique looks with existing items.

Now yes, sometimes you’ll hit on a combo you really like, and by all means repeat that.  And yes, there is a finite number of combinations that look good together, but then you work within that *rather large* finite number of combinations.    All I’m saying is that style comes from the ability to combine and create within the given set of materials.

Of course, that’s not to say I have style.  I just have an idea of what style is.

True Story:
I come home.  
No welcome. 
I go into the kitchen and see two bums facing me.  
No welcome.
Both Andrew and Baby Girl are at the counter focused on cooking. 
I say, “Hi.”  They both turn to briefly look at me and turn back. 
He’s busy chopping.  She’s busy peeling the shells off hard boiled eggs. 
Welcome home Mama… I guess. 

Blissfully Ignorant

Top – Huh Boutique
Jeans – Gap
Shoes – Rocketdog from Winners
Earrings & Necklace – F21
My aesthetic seems to be changing yet again.  For a while all I could do was wear sweet dresses and very feminine innocent frocks.  Now I seem to be swinging back to more bohemian and edgy looks.  It’s something that’s been going on all my life: this constant swinging between these two particular extremes.  If you look in my closet at any given point in time you’ll see the split personalities of my fashion psyche.  
I’m wondering what that says about my personal state of mind, but sometimes it’s better ot to ask these questions, because I’m sure there’s an answer.  And honestly, I’d rather not know.  Ignorance is bliss after all.
True Story:
Andrew’s parents came over to baby sit, so I could go to work.  
Once they had arrived and settled she turned me around, pushed me and said, “Go! Go!”  
Apparently, I’m no superfluous when the grandparents are around.

Southern Belle and All

 Threadsence Hi-Lo top // Gap tank & jeans // Lustre, Montreal zebra necklace // F21 sunnies // Payless shoes

How y’all doin’ today?  Me, I’m speaking and thinking in a southern accent. And I can’t shake it for the life of me.  So that’s how you should read today’s post – with a southern accent.   This always happens when I watch too many episodes or films about the southern United States.  I suddenly start speaking like Lemon from Hart of Dixie.  Like some southern belle, or actually more like one of them cowboys.
I was always more inclined that way, never really wishing to be a southern belle.  Nope – broken in jeans, a plaid flannel shirt with a some open buttons, cowboy boots, and a great ol’ big cowboy hat is always how I imagined myself if I was from the south.  Yeah, I think that would be just fine.
Too bad I’m not though.  Can-eh-jun through and through, from Torrono  *for those of you not familiar it’s “Canadian” and “Toronto” – sorry a bit of an injoke for us Canucks*

True Story:
Baby was at the pond and as every duck flew in to land on the pond – and there were a lot of them – she said to each one of them, “Good Moning Ducks!” 
Now doesn’t that just break your heart?

No Shame

Vest – H&M
Hi-Lo Top & Shoes – Threadsence
Tank & Jeans – Gap
Belt – F21
Bag – Matt by Matt&Nat
Earrings – bought in Santorini

Yes, that’s right I have no shame.  Some would *and have* call me ‘brave’ for taking outfit photos in the busiest square in Toronto.  I beg to differ.  It’s not so much brave as a totally and complete lack of shame.  I just don’t just a *insert descriptive and unique expletive here* about what some stranger thinks of me taking pictures there.  That’s true for a lot of things.  Need proof?  Watch my CoffeeTalk vids.  
I’ll volunteer to do whatever, and only afterwards when I notice people giving me weird looks realize that, oh, this is something I should be embarrassed doing. Usually I notice because Andrew gets embarrassed for me.  Oh well.  Never did win any popularity contests…*anyone with a Pickering High School yearbook from OAC hush!*

On Learning New Things

Sweater – Pink Martini
Shorts & Necklace – Ruche
Shoes – Threadsence
Coral&Pink Necklace – c/o Twillypop
Earrings – gift

My Mama left for Poland, and that means I have a car for three weeks!  I’m giddy, giddy with glee let me tell you.  We don’t own a car – a combination of a lack of need for one, and a lack of funds for one – but now that we do have one, I’m all excited about driving places.  Can’t wait!  
Mind you, this coming from the girl who still doesn’t use drive thrus but instead parks the car and walks into the coffee shop.  This may or may not be because I have an irrational fear of ripping my side mirror off in a really bad turn and embarrassing myself in front of everyone.
I neither confirm nor deny anything.
True Story:
Baby girl steps on Andrew’s lap and he yells, “Ow!  You’re stepping on my Penis!” 
And for the next hour I have a toddler running around the house proudly exclaiming,”Pe-is! Pe-is! Pe-is!!”
Can’t wait for that to come out at the grocery store.

Objects In Motion

Tee – Gap
Skirt & Belt – F21
An outfit with no shoes because I had no plans.  No need to leave the house and therefore no need to put on shoes.  It was a day when I could sit, and stop moving.  When the only exertion required on my part was that of a leisurely walk around the pond with Baby Girl.  And for that, whatever shoes were in proximity of the door sufficed.  It was a moment when things stopped for a bit. 
True Story:
I think it’s becoming a habit, this stealing of my shoes.

Montreal Je T’aime: Dramatic Darkening

  Necklace – Etsy
Dress – Monteau
Shoes – Payless

Another outfit from the trip to Montreal.  You can’t tell because sadly, I didn’t get detail pics of it, but I’m wearing my Daenerys Stormborn necklace.  If you don’t know what I’m talking about, then you won’t understand the cool factor…or the nerd factor.

Side Note – No make-up (just a load of white sunscreen), and humidity flat hair, but whatever.  I’m not always a supermodel *read: never*

As the sky darkened with drama we changed and headed out for dinner and drinks.  But more on that later.

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