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Pickles! Oh No!

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Embroidered Sweater – Anthorpologie //  Jeans – Dittos via UO  //  Embroidered Belt – Lucky Brand  //  Boots – Locale  //  Earrings & Sunnies – F21

Sometimes children open their mouths, say something, and you’re left standing there wondering where in the world they got that from.

My Girl was playing with blocks, building a tower to be precise, and it fell over.  She huffed, balled her hands into tiny fists and vehement shouted, “Pickles! Oh No!”  My head instantly did a quick swivel in her direction, and I was left thinking, “Huh?”

I decided to do some surveillance.  And sure enough ‘Pickles!’ is the hip, happening swear word among these young, crazy kids.  Well, at least my young, crazy kid.

*Linking up with WIWWTrend Spin, and Style Sessions *

Ages Ago

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Pleated Dress –  Ruche  //  Cardigan – Smart Set  //  Tights – Hansel From Basel //  Thigh High Socks – UO  //  Boots – Locale  //  Necklace – Vanessa Mooney

Day two in Ottawa was windy, can you tell?  It’s odd to sit here looking at these shots now that I’m back.  It feels ages ago, though it was only three days ago.  I guess that’s what a busy and tiring weekend will do to you.  I’ve had the pleasure of having three great photo shoots booked this weekend, so needless to say, I’m knackered!  But excited about editing and getting some Spring cleaning/downsizing done.

You guys doing Spring cleaning?  Any tips???

To Lands Even Colder

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Cardigan – Field Flowers via Anthropologie  //  Blue Chiffon Top – Lush  //  Flared Jeans – Dittos via UO  //  Necklace – F21  //  Boots – Locale

Well, as much as I’ve been hoping to put away my winter boots, the trip to Ottawa *where it’s even colder than Toronto* had me committed to creating outfits centered once more around these blasted boots! Despite this, the chance to get outfit shots along the river, traipse through uncharted territory made up for the unfortunate limitation of footwear.  As did the chocolate store I happened upon…

Transportation and Snack Machines

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Embroidered Kimono – Audrey  //  Crochet Detail Top – Hem&Thread  //  Flared Jeans – Dittos  via UO  //  Sunnies – I forget  //  Shoes & Jewelry – Threadsence 

Some parents worry about their children heading off to school, or daycare, because of the tears their children shed.  I don’t have to worry about that particular thing.

Today, I dropped off the little one at a Kindergarten prep course.  Her very first class, very first time in the building, and very first time meeting these people.  She was off and running away from me before I even got her coat off.  Didn’t look back, not once.

When I came to pick her up the teacher said, “Look who’s here to get you!”  She turned, took one look at me and frowned, “You forgot my snack, ’cause I had snack time!”

Yup, no issues with independence or being left alone.  Really, we’re the transportation and snack providing machinery in her life.

Punk.

*linking up with WIWW*

Dare I Hope?

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Graphic Tiger Dress – F21  //  Plaid Shirt – Jacob  //  Tights – Hansel from Basel  //  Boots – Feet First  //  Earrings – don’t recall (old)  //  Thigh High Socks – UO

Apologies for being absent without cause for the week.  I’ve been led to the wayside by acting workshops, and auditions, and a shoot coming up in the next few days.  Thankfully, the weather promises to not drop to the double negatives for the next little while.  *Dare I hope that Spring has actually arrived at my little corner of the world?*  So as the weather warms, my motivations to venture outside the house and take more consistent shots will also warm.

Also, stay tuned for a fabulous giveaway next week!

Manifestation Made Tangible

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Plaid ruffle cardigan – Beulah  //  Sweater – Line  //  Jeans – Gap  //  Boots – Locale  //  Necklace – eBay  //  Rings – Body Blue

Snow has started melting, as the rains have begun to pound.  Though the temperatures still swing in violent tantrums along the scales, there is the general feeling of warmth in the air.  As if believing it is enough to will it into existence.  In the meantime, I retreat to the comfort of an old tv show or book, and a cup of tea.
Maybe one day soon, I will be able to put my Winter boots into their annual slumber.

Whatever You Like To Do, Even Punch Things

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Wrap Top – c/o YogaOutlet  //  Pants –  L’atiste  //  Tank – H&M  //  Necklace – Homegrown Boutique  //  Sunnies – Lace Affair  //  Shoes – Threadsence

You guys all know by now that I’m not a Yoga practitioner. It’s just not my thing.  But I do love a good yoga inspired top, and not just for daily life, but also for my Kung Fu and Tai Chi training times.  This top from YogaOutlet is awesome.  I love the soft muted feminine colors and the stretch and flexibility of the material.  It feels like a cross between ballerina and yoga, but I’m gonna use it to look chic, kill 10Ks, and kick ass.

Of course, this particular day I wore it as part of a relaxing outfit for a day spent lounging and mucking about on my computer.  Which, as we all know, yoga wear is perfect for!

So I suggest checking out YogaOutlet to find those pieces for whatever you enjoy doing, be it dancing, stretching, punching, or doing jigsaw puzzles.

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Lying, Liar Pants And A Dream

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Kimono –  Audrey //  Tee – Zara  //  Pants – Dittos via UO  //  Wool Fedora – Threadsence  //  Necklace – don’t recall

Okay, so remember how I said I wouldn’t venture out into that huge snowfall?  Well, I’m a lying, liar pants on fire, ’cause I ended up doing so.  But only for the two minutes it took to take these shots.  I may be crazy, but even I have my limits…few though they may be.

Side note:  Had a whole night of dreams where I was Jean-Luc Picard’s Number One and we were in command of a fleet of actual naval vessels, on an ocean.  Very odd, but also very cool because, hey, Jean-Luc Picard’s Number One!


Camaraderie Among Mamas and Vomit

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Sweater – Guess  //  Jeans – Gap  //  Zebra – Lustre Boutique in Montreal  //  Boots – Locale  //  Aviators – F21  //  Beanie – Aldo

Returning home on the bus with my baby girl in my lap, holding her close because she’d been complaining of a tummy ache, I wished the driver could go faster.  I feared what was about to happen on the crowded, rush hour ride.  And sure enough, within seconds it went flying.  Vomit.  Vomit went flying from my little girl into my face, my hair, and all down both of our coats, scarves, and pants.  By that point I had resigned myself, and while no one said anything, I knew this is not what they wanted after a long day at work.  But when my girl started crying, not because she felt sick or because she vomited, but because she got ‘you all dirty’ I said screw it.

Nothing I could do for the other people.  They were adults and just had to understand that sometimes crap *or vomit* like this happens, especially to little toddlers.  I could, however, do something for the little girl crying in my arms upset that she got me dirty.  I soothed that little girl telling her it didn’t matter, and sat there holding her covered in puke for the next ten minutes – until we got to our stop.  No one offered a word of encouragement, or a friendly look of sympathy.  It was a very looooong ten minutes.

Until it came to my stop, and a lady who was sitting at the far back came forward, and as she past us, she didn’t cringe or give a dirty look like I had done this on purpose *’cause yeah, I torture my child just to screw up your day* but instead she cried, “Oh no!  Can I help you????”  She was getting off at the same stop as I,  and as the bus slowed, stopped, opened and we exited, she kept offering her assistance.  Asking if there’s anything she can do to help us home.  We were all right – I just had to carry her to the house and then get her cleaned off – but this lady with her sincere help and understanding gave me the support and strength I needed at exactly the right time.

Thank you.  Thank you to this lady.  I don’t know your name, and I didn’t catch it as I was wrapped up in my girl, but thank you.  You really helped give one mama a little camaraderie right when she needed it.

*Linking up with WIWW*

How To Avoid Being Crushed By A Piano *Or, The World According To Joanna*

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Long Cardigan – Cecico  //  Sequined Top – Potter’s Pot  //  Waterfall Necklace – c/o Atterley Road  //  Jeans – Gap  //  Boots – Threadsence

I don’t think so.  I’m not much into positive thinking.  In fact, it kind of drives me up the wall.  Why ignore the reality in the faint hope that it’ll change.  I’m not really a pessimist – despite people who think I always think of the worst case scenario.  As much as I try to be jaded and cynical I fail, as a friend pointed out to me over drinks. So, label me a realist.  And that means that sometimes you’re not a happy-go-lucky person.  It means that when the circumstances suck, you acknowledge that they do, and you feel crappy about them.

I personally don’t think there’s a problem with that.  Yes dwelling is not good, or exaggerating things, or spiraling down into depression.   But I see nothing wrong with being sad, or angry, or frustrated over a certain set of circumstances.  Every feeling has a certain benefit to it.

To put it another way:

You’re standing and you suddenly look up to see a piano falling down on you.  The pessimist despairs and sees no way out, and is crushed.  The optimist thinks she’ll be okay, or that it will miss her, and is crushed.  The realist sees it, feels the danger and fear, and moves out of the way.  Then, if you’re me, goes and finds out who the hell threw a piano!?

*Here endeth the lesson*

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