The neat thing about documenting what I wear is I get to relive my clothes’ history.
Yes, there’s a story behind almost every article of clothing I own.
Some funny; like the blazer I wore inside-out to a job interview.
Some loving; like my Elsa Peretti bean necklace.
Some painful; like the expensive flats I got after a long and painful day walking the gravel paths of Jardin des Tuileries
Some bizarre; like the coat I got from the store with the special room in the back for ‘special’ customers
Some boring; like the Breton shirt I bought a couple of weeks ago.
Take this pink ruffle tank I got a while back for example; it’s been languishing in my closet for quite some time now.
It’s one of those things that just didn’t turn out the way I expected.
Even though I got it in a ‘small’, I found it was just too big to wear as a tank.
I probably didn’t realize that the sizes run big because my glasses tend to makes objects appear smaller (seriously!).
Reading this post on how Kelly Ripa wore it still didn’t help.
I finally decided to try wearing it as a vest, and I’m still not sure if it worked.
There are some aspects I like about the outfit and some that I don’t.
I’ll have to try a few other styling options, this could be fun.
I wore this on my first day back at work after the holidays, it rained spectacularly that day.
I got to wear my favourite rain boots all week long.
Wearing:
Pink Ruffle Tank: J. Crew
Black Turtleneck: The Gap
Pants: BAIA (The Bay)
Rain Boots: United Colors of Benetton
I’ve been meaning to write about Bellingham, WA for a while now but wasn’t sure exactly what to say about this awesome town.
I took some pictures on my last trip down there and I just thought I’d share them.
Bellingham is the closest ‘big US town’ to me, about an hour’s drive away depending on the wait at the border.
These days we use the Aldergrove/Lynden crossing which has short wait-times and then Bellingham is just about twenty minutes away.
A lot of cross border shopping happens in Bellingham.
It’s close, has most of the basic big box American shops we don’t have here in Vancouver and efficient because most of these stores accept Canadian dollars and or take Canadian debit cards.
Bellingham’s where I get my Target and Trader Joe’s fix; and it’s close enough for a quick afternoon trip.
There are also quite a few organic health foods stores too, which makes it even more great.
In the past year we’ve began exploring the city beyond the strips and shopping malls, on this last trip we did the downtown proper.
Downtown Bellingham is charming with galleries, museums, specialty stores and cafés.
Behind the abandoned Dahlquist building.
The Post Office, downtown also has beautiful old buildings.
The Public Market – contains a series of year-round local stores.
In here is Terra Organica, a well stocked great health foods store is one of the many in Bellingham.
I just love the textures of this building.
Local business thrive, I bought a lovely pair of boots here .
And of course, the adult store; every great town deserves one of those.
The sun came out today, and for brief moment I could hear the cry of seagulls.
It reminded me of summer; I think I’m ready for winter to be over.
I took this picture a few days after Christmas, waiting for the new year… still in holiday mood.
The necklace is from Sigrid Olsen, a label which went out of business in 2008.
There’s a New York Times article on Ms. Olsen’s new much simpler and happier life.
Also check out the slideshow of her home/gallery.
I love this necklace now more than ever because of the history that surrounds it now.
I recently found out that I like green, I tend to gravitate towards green.
Wearing:
Green Sweater: Dorothy Perkins
Black T-Shirt: Joe Fresh Style
Dark Trouser Jeans: Banana Republic
I wasn’t allowed to wear black as a child.
My mom outright forbade it!
She’d get melodramatic whenever I protested and say things like;
“Are you going to a funeral?” “Did someone die?”
I’d say no and her response always was… “Then why do you want to wear black? It’s bad luck for children to wear black”
Recently, I read Amanda Brook’s I ♥ Your Style, and in it she mentions that she too wasn’t allowed to wear black as a child.
I guess it’s a universal thing.
After my grandmother died, my mom mourned for a year wearing only black clothes.
I stopped arguing with her about wearing black after that and never really wore black again.
Years later as a young adult on the cusp of discovering my own personal style, I still couldn’t bring myself to wear black.
That was until I tried on a little black dress.
I went into a fancy store looking for a dress for a fancy dinner.
After I’d tried on several dresses I’d picked out, the cheery and very patient guy who was helping me had me try on a black shift dress.
It was simple, clean and gorgeous, it was beautiful and I loved it.
With that, I slowly introduced black clothes into my wardrobe.
And now maybe I have too many black clothes.
I may have gone a little overboard – my mom complains that I have too many dark coloured clothes.
I try to lighten my black outfits up with a dash of colour here and there, like these pattern tights and brown suede boots.
Wearing:
Black Dress: The Gap
Long Sleeves T-Shirt: Joe Fresh Style
Belt: Danier
Pattern Tights: Hue
Boots: Browns Couture
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