Finding little places like this, low in a valley and hidden from the city, is like entering a secret garden.
Logically, I know that this place is frequented by many.
But emotionally, it feels like my own secret place.
Quiet and undiscovered.
It just begs and cries out for a little twirling and dancing.
As an artist freelancing her way through life, I have many jobs. Three….well four: actor, photographer, blogger, and mother….more if you add partner and producer…oh dear Lord! But right now I’m talking about photographer. Sartorially.
As a photographer I get to wear whatever the heck I want. Within reason of course. No pasties and feathers…though to be fair I don’t usually wake up wanting to wear that anyway. As long as I’m not too provocative and can move around, I get pretty much free reign.
For example, this day I spent shooting a lovely client, and I got to head into work in casual shorts and a fun denim shirt. So I reiterate: I love my job.
Helps that I’m the boss too.
I love how we call them boyfriend jeans, but really they’re not from our boyfriend, and they’re not even cut as males jeans are. They’re a unique design all they’re own – made for women’s bodies, in a cut that is relaxed in a very specific way as to mimic the fall of loose men’s jeans.
And that’s a good thing too. Considering I’m married. Otherwise, I’d have a heck of a lot to answer to after saying that I’m wearing my ‘boyfriend jeans.’
….I would. If I could take the time off. If I had the finances. If I lived closer. I totally would. But I can be there in sartorial spirit. In fact, I pretty much live there in sartorial spirit. Here’s to all of us who wish to be there. Here’s to the dreamers, the lovers, the make believers. I’m right there with you.
Love. Peace.
Regardless of what may come. Regardless of shifts in my style. I have been and always shall be a nerd. *Anyone catch the Wrath of Khan reference?*
So when a good friend shared a picture of the Star Wars Vans his wife got him. I immediately commented with, “WHERE?!?!!?”
They were on sale, and the next day I had called to have them set aside in my size, because there was no way I wasn’t getting a pair. Now, I have A New Hope on my feet, and it makes my geeky little heart sing every time I look down at my feet.
Which I do a lot now, and I really wish they’d stop putting poles and people right in front of me suddenly.
It’s the last of the Miami outfits today. Then we’re back to Toronto, and the chillier weather.
These walls were so stunning, and every new one gave me a new idea for a shoot. Basically, I could’ve shot in the area for a whole year with each new wall giving me new inspiration for a new story to tell.
How do photographers ever walk away from here?
The Miami outfit posts are coming in now. Monday’s walk through Coconut Grove and along the waterfront was glorious. And I couldn’t resist changing into shorts at the first opportunity. These Spell shorts are fabulous. I sized up in them just a touch because I wanted the extra length in the bum. As in, I wanted my bum fully covered when I was walking.
This Arnhem maxi cardigan was definitely perfect in the day to protect from the sun, and in the evening to protect from the cooler breeze. Plus, it stole the show everywhere I went. People were constantly remarking on it.
I wore this while travelling from Toronto with Jeans. It provided enough warmth in the snowy weather, and then with a quick switch out to the shorts was perfect in the higher temperatures of Miami. When I’m travelling like this I like to think about what will easily work with both climates so that you’re comfortable and not freezing or boiling on one end.
Side note: it also makes the perfect thing to wear when your breezing through the hotel on the way to the pool and back.
Andrew and I went out on a date. Dinner, a little shopping, and a movie. Yup, this was my hot date night get-up. Just a little reminder of exactly who he’s with…sci-fi obsessed nerd girl.
Some ladies might put on a sexy red dress and heels, I put on my Star Wars shirt and beanie. Oh yeah, hawt.
*sarcasm fully intended*
Apologies for the lack of photos today. There are legitimate reasons.
One being that I’m very picky with photos and therefore dislike the majority that Andrew takes when he takes my shots. I prefer to tripod self-timer it, because that way I get exactly what I pictured in my head. It’s very hard to get someone to read your mind, I’m still working on it.
Two, it was so freaking cold outside that day. I had only about two minutes worth of fortitude in that wind and weather and as we all know, good photos take time.
merci
xoxo
p.s. You can totally tell in that full picture that I’m freezing my butt off.
There’s this shop I love, Spell and the Gypsy Collective based out of Australia, and as a newsletter subscriber I get all the updated info. Usually their clothes are way out of reach for this artist Mama, but I marked my calendar when news came out of their big huge warehouse sale.
The thing was I was booked for a big photography gig out of town that same day. The gig finished a half hour into the sale. On the day, I drove to my gig and had a blast doing it. The event started winding down early and after a discussion with my lovely client, we agreed that I should leave a touch early as things were clearly over *I had arrived early and started early so I felt that was fine to leave – normally I would’ve insisted on staying*
So I got in my car and started the long drive back home. Soon though I remembered the sale and noticed that it had just started. So what did I do? I pulled over.
There I was: on the side of the highway, in an empty parking lot of a model home development/sales centre, in the middle of nowhere Ontario, on my phone shopping the warehouse sale. If the police had been there and taken interest it would’ve been one heck of an explanation. But I grabbed some amazing pieces at incredibly low prices, so in my book it’s a win!
*this post will also answer the question that a lot of people have about me, both online and in real life: how do I have so much variety and great quality in my wardrobe? Side of the highway, empty parking lot, in the middle of nowhere on a phone people, that’s how*
