What a weekend! It ended up being quite packed and I did a whole bunch of random and social stuff. It was so nice to be out with friends for various outings and finally be enjoying some beautiful weather. I'd love to share some--er, many--photos with you:
On Friday I finally took my floral denim out for a spin (aka to work) and was really feeling this look. I took these shots in the fitting room at Joe Fresh on my lunch hour (Sarah and I decided to skip our workout on Friday). I picked up a bra-top/sports bra that was on sale for $7 and that was it.
Outfit deets: Garage denim jacket, Dynamit top, Aeropostale denim, Aldo wedges & thrifted necklace.
Friday night, five of us hit up a new spot in town called, El Camino. It's a taco restaurant that is totally hipster. We sat at the funky bar but at a jut-out so as if we were at a hi-top table all facing one-another. I had three tacos: fish x2 and pork and both were really good. The cracked pepper calamari was awesome and their salsa is killing it too. Afterwards, we all walked a few blocks to a pool hall and played long into the night.
Outfit deets: Garage denim jacket (same as above), Joe Fresh top, Bench denim shorts & Sam Edelman wedges (still available HERE).
Saturday morning breakfast out at a different spot where I used to frequent with a girl friend a while back. Unfortunately this trip was less than great with terrible service and cold food.
Saturday afternoon.
Outfit deets: Maison Scotch tee (new!), Sirens shorts, Bamboo sandals (old, but also seen during my trip to Punta Cana) & Urban Expressions bag.
More after the jump...
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I have had my ears pierced since I was a baby, mainly because I came out looking like a boy and despite my mother dressing me in all pink, people would still comment what a 'cute little boy' I was. Yeah. That happened.
When I was 12, my childhood best friend and I went to a drugstore nearby and split a pack of earrings to each pierce a second hole in one ear (mine left, hers right). It was like a friendship piercing. Totally.
After that, my parents were very strict and would not let me get anymore. However, I think around 16 I convinced my Dad I needed a third and second hole and he finally gave in (he was more strict than my Mom on that front, which was shocking).
Over the years though, those last piercings would get infected over and over again, especially the third hole and eventually I grew out of wearing so much jewellery in my ears I went down to the original first holes only. However, back at the beginning of this year, I wanted to see if I could shove some earrings through the holes again. I basically had to re-pierce that third hole (with an earring), and after a lot of wincing and watery eyes, I poked through. My ear was super red and unhappy, but I took good care of it over the course of the next two months and kept the earring in to sleep despite it being so sore (so bad that I couldn't sleep on my left side for weeks; but I was determined).
Now, many months later, all holes are perfectly normal for the first time in my life and I can change up the jewellery as I please on the daily. Since then, I've acquired a ton of different stud-like earrings to switch things up--normally I'd just rock two large faux diamonds in the first hole. I love mismatching my earrings and since they are small, it's not too in-your-face but a subtle, easy touch that adds some interest to my look.
Earrings (left to right):
Top row: Sawrovski & Joe Fresh x2 | Urban Planet & Dollarama | Smart Set, Joe Fresh & Smart Set
Middle row: Smart Set x2 | Spring & F21 | Joe Fresh x2 & F21
Bottom row: Dollarama & Joe Fresh x2 | Spring & Dollarama | F21 & Spring x2
Oh if I had no budget. While I won't be pulling the trigger on any of these items any time soon, it's fun to drool. Loving all these pieces and almost everything BCBG puts out.
To purchase:
* Estie High-Heel Sandal, $250
* Abree Relaxed Jacket, $268
* Renee Striped Casual Short, $138
* Filigree Plate Bracelet, $48
* Gamma Open-Toe Mesh Bootie, $275
Outfit deets:
* Zara top (new!).
* Zara pants (new!).
* Aldo wedges (old) which you've seen a million times because they used to be my fave and seen with a mini skirt and low-back sweater (love this post) & in a construction zone (love this one too).
* Accessories: Ardene necklace, various bangles & Gucci shades.
I twisted and pulled my hair back on this day to create a faux side-shave to emulate a Cassie or Rihanna-like hairstyle. As I was leaving my building, a neighbour who I'm familiar with asked if I had shaved half my head! Mission accomplished.
On another note, the boyfriend was not a fan of this look and asked me to never wear my hair like this again. Haha, I guess some styles are more for the girls, case in point.
Patricia, the photographer on my Christmas campaign photoshoot (yes I'm heels, but still).
To be honest, I have my days.
If you hadn't noticed, I'm tall, as in 5'11-towering-over-all-my-friends-in-flats-and-everyone-else-when-I-wear-heels. Yeah. Tall.
When I was younger, I had a hard time, but as I've gotten older, I have become much better with it. Some days I love being tall, and then there are days when you have about five people, including strangers, gapping at you like you're some sort of weird creature. If I had a nickle for everytime I heard, 'OMIGOD, you're so tall', I kid you not, I would be able to buy a lot more heels.
Once while shopping, a couple years ago, a girl came over the same rack I was perusing, she looked up at me--all 5'2 of her--and gasped, 'Wow! I was feeling so tall when I was at the front of the store and now beside you I feel tiny!' Thank you. And now I feel like a sasquatch.
I think people think that it is acceptable to point out someone's height when they are tall because, perhaps they view it as a positive and kind of an awe-inducing thing. Whereas pointing out someone who is short would be insulting. It doesn't really make sense, but I try to take it as a compliment.
Since there is nothing I can do about my height, and I come from a tall family who have always told me to be proud of my height, I am and accept it. People frequently ask me why I wear heels when I'm already so tall. I often want to roll my eyes but I will politely smile instead and say something along the lines of, 'Everyone else gets to wear them, so why can't I?' and they nod in understanding, or something, and off I go.
What about you? Are you happy with your height? Wish you were taller or shorter?
My parents: my mom is 5'10 & my dad is 6'3.
My little sister who is 5'7.
Some of my girlfriends during a night out last summer. My lips are at their foreheads.
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