That time where it gets so cold that I can barely stand leaving my house. That time where I literally run outside for two minutes to grab outfit photos because that’s all I can bare. Yup, it’s that time. Where I laugh and shake my head at my own stupidity for going outside at all.
Happy Winter!
…that’s what the t-shirt says. And though as a freelancer there is no such thing as ‘weekend,’ if I were to have a *winter* weekend uniform this would be it: jeans, boots *though you can’t see them*, big cardi/kimono, slouchy top, and scarf.
With fringe. You just know that something would have to have fringe.
And a fun pattern/graphic – like this tee and sweater.
Okay, so I guess my uniform is pretty specific.
I hope you all spend the day in comfort with great food, surrounded by those you love, forgetting all your troubles. And never looking back.
Love to you all!
As everyone scrambles to get their shopping done, I’m enjoying the little things with my family. We have free passes to Casa Loma, so that’s on the agenda today. And yesterday we traded with a neighbor for an espresso machine.
None of it took shopping or money, all of it just took some good will. The result is that this morning we’re nursing our first homemade lattes, and heading out to spend a day as a family.
I know, it’s disgusting how Hallmark the day is…but I love it.
As Christmas approaches, I’m still amazed at the amount of green present. I thought for sure we would have brown foliage, and white snow, but no, Just damp, cold, still greenish stuff on the ground. But hey, I’ll take that over negative twenty degrees any day.
This year I’m trying to go as low-key as possible. I’ve avoided all the possible holiday parties, and am attempting to have the least amount of stress and business. Sometimes, some years, I’m all about the parties and people and events. Others, I’m really about the quietest possible of days. It’s all about balance and figuring out what you need right?
What are you focusing on this year?
Dusters were originally worn by horse riders as light jackets to, you know it, keep the dust off their clothing. In the fashion world, they’ve evolved into light kimonos that are usually maxi length. To me, the wild python print on this one hearkened back those days of cowboys and the wild west.
Being the sci-fi nerd that I am, it also brought to mind Firefly, and made me think this might be a duster that someone living in that verse might wear. I guess it’s the dreamer in me that is drawn to the free and untamed feeling that this duster evokes.
Now all I need is a tall ship and a star to steer her by.
Personally, I think it’s so much fin. It adds texture and interest to an outfit immediately. But to me it always has the danger of getting too glam or dressed up, so the fact that this jacket had a hood made it perfect because the hood brings it back down.
There’s a great level on contradiction in the playful, laid back hood, and the luxe, glam faux fur. And contradictions in clothes, and in people, are what adds such kaleidoscopic beauty to life.
Plus, it’s fuzzy.
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*
This weekend was a roller coaster. Friday night I had the chance to celebrate a great lady’s birthday. Saturday things seemed to go well but my Girl was a bit under the weather. This progressed to a full blown fever that persisted the rest of the weekend. As this is posted this morning, I know she’s not going to school.
Poor girl spent Sunday on the couch drinking tons of water/juice and sleeping on Mama a lot. Let’s see how the Monday goes.
Oh and trust me, this is not how I was dressed on Sunday…but it was how I was dressed on another day.
“I change my mind.” That’s the new phrase around the house. My girl learned that and now she’s using it everywhere.
She wants Dora instead of Blue’s Clues because, “I thought about it. I change my mind.”
She picked her two Halloween candy treats, then came back to pick a different one because, “I thought about it. I change my mind.”
She wants oatmeal instead of eggs because, “I thought about it. I change my mind.”
She wants the blue pants instead of pink because, “I thought about it. I change my mind.”
“I thought about it. I change my mind” this.
“I thought about it. I change my mind” that.
It’s frankly really hilarious and I have trouble not giggling every time she says it. She knows what she wants, and she makes it known. Pretty sure I know where she gets that from, huh?
