Category :Pants

What Is A ‘Hot Mess’





Fringe Kimono – SheInside  //  Floral Tank –  c/o Ever. Mi. Crush  //  Textured Pants – FreePeople  //  Suede Panama Hat – UrbanOutfitters  //  Sandals – F21  //  Red Necklace – I forget  //  Skull Necklace – Monserat de Lucca  //  Backpack – Stela 9

What do you think of when you hear ‘hot mess”?  Is it someone in disarray but who has some semblance of charm or beauty?  If so, I’d like to think that you’d think of me.  Hopefully.

This odd, nerdy, and yes, often klutzy girl can be found trying to take a picture with her backpack falling off.  Catching her hat, like it’s supposed to magically save the backpack.   Opposite directions really!

C’est la vie.  *sigh*

Gazebos? Really?






Lace Top – Free People   //  Palazzo Pants – Lush  //  Kimono – made by me  //  Sandals & Hat – Threadsence  //  Sunnies – Lace Affair  //  Necklace and earrings – don’t recall *old*

There’s this secret that everyone else is in on, and yet I’m left out of.  It’s a secret that everyone just instinctively knows, it’s in the DNA, except that I seem to be missing that gene.  It’s the “What the heck is the real purpose of Gazebos” gene.

Honestly, what is the purpose and the logic of having a tiny little gazebo shoved in around a beach, trees, and field?  It’s only big enough for maybe three people and it seems to serve no function.  I have yet to find a gazebo of who’s purpose and function I am capable of gleaming.

It’s a tiny little wood structure in the middle of nowhere with rather uncomfortable seating, so it’s plain that they don’t want you resting there. The views are usually obstructed by timber. It’s never in a convenient location. Plus, there’s a decided lack of hammocks. So really, what’s a gazebo for?

Other than being a fun background for a fashion blogger of course.

Pause the News




Bell Sleeve Sweater – Somedays Lovin  //  Velvet Pants – Gap  //  Fringe Booties – Aldo  //  Necklace – Threadsence  //  Jacket & Sunnies – F21

We don’t have tv in the classic sense.  We have Netflix and networked computers.  So my girl is used to using a keyboard to play her shows and can navigate it pretty well.  So, recently we were watching the news on the three digital channels that we do actually get on tv (from the antenna) and she needed to go to the bathroom.  We got up to go.  She walked over to the keyboard and hit the spacebar, ’cause that’s what she does to pause her shows.

Nothing happened.  She did it again. Nothing. She furrowed her brow and tried one more time.  Then looked at me and said, “Mama, the show’s broken.  It’s not pausing.”

It was one of those moments when you realize that your upbringing and hers is totally different.  She’s so in tune with our tech that to her it makes perfect sense that you can pause all your shows, whereas I never did.  You left, you missed part of the show.

I know it’s a minor difference, but it’s illustrative of the greater differences between being a kid now, and being a kid then.

It’s Official, I Hate Children’s Building Blocks




Tribal Cardigan – Fate via Shopsosie  //  Velvet pants & White Shirt – Gap  //  Button Up – Jacob  //  Boots – Call It Spring  //  Necklace – I forget  //  Headscarf – from my Babcia

.  Never mind that I step on them several times a day and either hurt my foot, or trip and hit some other part of my body.  Never mind that they get everywhere and are impossible to all corral into the same box.  No, that’s not why I hate them.

I hate them because Baby Girl loves them.  She loves them so much that she wants, “Mommy, you come build with me?”  all day and every day.  I have built something at least twenty times a day for the last two weeks.  And that’s about the limit of my sanity.

I hate building blocks.  Hate them!



“Yes, I’m coming to build with you honey.”

*linking up with Style Sessions and Trend Spin*

What Rules!?: Loose Woman

Pants – Skies Are Blue  //  Shirt – Gap  //  Sweater – Jana  //  Shoes – H&M  //  Necklace and earrings – old and I forget
There was this old belief in the 50s that you if you wore high heels with cropped pants you had loose morals.  So, one rule for ladies was that you never did so.  Today, this clearly loose woman *what with the Husband and child* is breaking the rule of wearing cropped pants with high heels.  
Except that for some reason my cropped pants look like full length pants in these shots.  Perhaps it was the fact that I was hunching and withdrawn as the icy wind blew in my face? Made me about 4 inches shorter.  
And I’d like to mentioned that I had an audience of six while taking these shots – construction workers that are tearing up our street gave me more than a few eyebrows, from under their hats and big parkas, as they watched the crazy lady with her tripod.
So maybe I’m not loose, just weird?  
I’m okay with that.  
Next week, I’ll be mixing leopard with plaid.  So if you want to do that, feel free and leave your link in the comments of next weeks post.

Really Just A Wimp

Top- F21  //  Tee – Etsy  //  Pants – from a swap
Yeah I know.  Bad blogger lady.  But it’s so cold I’m loath to take any pictures.  I’m still getting dressed it’s just that when my body is covered in goosebumps head to toe I’m really finding it hard to get any motivation to take me coat off for pictures.  Which is really to say that I’m too much of a wimp to take pictures in this weather.  C’est la vie.  Spring is just around the corner n’est pas? 
Happy Belated Valentine’s day!  Love you all *hugs*

Sometimes I’m An Idiot

Top – Threadsence  //  Pants – Lush  //  Tank – Gap  //  Scarf – thrifted  //  Jacket – TNA  //  Gloves & Boots – Walmart  //  Bag – Ruche

Seriously, sometimes I’m just plain dumb. I saw this outfit on Threadsence as part of their winter New Years feature. I fell in love.  Since I already had pants exactly like that from a sale here in T.O. and plenty of gift card money, I decided to nab that top and play copy cat.  *Not like it’s my first time*  

Of course, I’ve been dying to rock the outfit and thought that a sunny January day was the perfect time.   Once I left the house and it was too late to turn back, that’s when I suddenly put all the pieces together: Threadsence in based in California.  This is a Californian winter outfit.  Not at all an Ontario winter outfit.

The pants, while awesome and my new love, are not at all warm.  The material gets so cold, that I might as well not be wearing pants at all.  Really, it’s like wearing pantyhose in sub zero temperature.  What the heck was I thinking?!?  The day was spent walking on two icicle stilts. 

So there you go.  You will not be seeing these pants again until mid-spring… which is like a Californian winter.

Quote of Today:
“Get that girl inside and get her pants off.”

Coo Coo Ca Choo

Top – Zara  //  Pants – Gap  //  Vest & Sunnies – F21  //  Boots – Aldo // Necklace – thrifted

I’m up. I’m down.  Life’s throwing me one way, then the pendulum swings the other.  My metaphors, my similes get turned upside down and inside out.  The brain starts thinking, while the heart keeps feeling.  I spin. Don’t ask me to walk a straight line.

I wish I could write some linear, understandable witticism today.  That ain’t gonna happen.  It is what it is.

Man, you been a naughty boy, you let your face grow long.

I am the eggman, they are the eggmen.

I am the walrus, coo coo ca choo

–The Beatles’ “I Am The Walrus” 

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