Did I mention that I’m back at yoga again?

No? Well, I am – I’m actively practising yoga yet again.

I checked out and signed up at a new studio a couple of weeks ago.

This studio is closer and offers a wider range of classes.

The facilities are rather plush; it has a sauna, café, boutique and a lounge with wifi.

I quite enjoy going, although I can’t say I’ve mastered the Chaturanga yet.

Ironically, it’s my mom who led me back to yoga.

For years I’ve been trying to get her to try it.

After her mastectomy she was taught a few poses, and encouraged to join a yoga class for breast cancer survivors.

She did the poses but didn’t join the class.

A few months ago she finally tried a class at the seniors’ centre.

She raved and raved about the class and how good she felt afterwards.

She hooked and hasn’t missed a class since.

Ahhh… this skirt! I call it my yoga skirt, it’s flattering and floaty.

The pattern mixing here is totally zen.

It’s one my most comfortable and fun skirts, I like that I can dress it up for work.

The patterns at the bottom look like Hindu symbols, which reminds me to do yoga.

I got it at a little shop on Commercial Drive – the kind that sells hippie bohemian fashions and burns incense.

The skirt is from the Canadian brand Groggy, and the pattern tights are from Hue, boots are Nine West.

The shirt is from Uniqlo and the wine vest is from Jacob.