But he’s a ranga sir!

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Growing up, I hated my red hair. It didn’t go with my vision of who I thought I was. Like c’mon, a goth girl cannot have natural red hair?!  It’s just not interesting and weird enough, you know. I’ve had fire engine red hair, black hair, green hair, blonde hair and white hair throughout my teens. I thought those colours were far more interesting than what I was birthed with. But when I got older, and really looked at the reasons why I absolutely refused to keep my natural hair colour (sorry mom and dad), it was rooted somewhere in bullying. Children just do not appreciate a ginger headed gal (or guy). They are different, and children love to prey on different. At least, that was the experience I had.  I guess subconsciously, I decided to hate the very thing about me that did make me somewhat different (physically), which throughout my teens, was all I wanted to be. How is that for irony?

I grew to appreciate the rarity of red hair, and I dont think I could take a bottle of liquid chemicals to my head again (sometimes I do miss blonde hair though). It’s nice to grow older, and just accept yourself wholly, and laugh at the moments when young idiotic boys would ask: “Do the curtains match the rug?” Sure do kid, sure do.

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Dress & Vest: vintage from SugarSlax
Bow tie: Made by TLO
Nail polish: Fifth Avenue by Essie

*Don’t forget I’m having a 30% off sale at Larkspur until Aug. 31st! Enter coupon code OYVEYSOLEIL upon checkout to save some moneys!

End of Summer Sale

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Hi and Hello! Unfortunately, it is nearing the end of Summer (it pains me to say this). I know this because the weather here in Toronto for the last few days feels distinctly Fall (sacrébleu!). This is truly a depressing thing, but I would like to brighten these crisp days and offer 30% off all Larkspur stock until August 31st. Just enter coupon code OYVEYSOLEIL upon checkout. I’ll still be listing a few summer-ish items for the next little while, but I will be slowly transitioning into a more fall based stock in the next coming weeks.

Seychelles, Dear Creatures, BC Footwear & TLO

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Yesterday I happened upon this shoot by the always lovely TLO. They teamed up with Seychelles Shoes, Dear Creatures and BC Footwear for an exciting in store sale starting Aug 20th, and shot this pretty dreamy series for the event. I’ve been a fan of Dear Creatures for sometime now, so it’s always lovely to see their garments on great beauties (ahem, Hannah Metz). And of course I took a few ganders to see what’s new at both Seychelles and BC Footwear, and I have already picked out a pair of shoesies I would like to purchase, like, now.

Check out TLO’s blog for details about the sale, and splendid photoshoots they’ve shared in past posts.

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Yorkville

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There are parts of Toronto that I tend to steer clear of, Yorkville, being one of them. Although I’d say I know my fair share about high end couture and fashion, I just don’t look the “Yorkville part”, and believe you me, the boutiques in this area will treat you differently. A sort of Pretty Woman situation, if you will. Being followed in a store as if you are some common thief is just not my cup of tea (is it anyone’s?). Alas, Matt needed some things, so we headed to the area this past weekend.

It’s strange to think that back in the 1960’s, Yorkville was flourishing with bohemian culture, and was a breeding ground for the Canadian hippie movement. It was bustling with folk singers who would flock to the scene – Joni Mitchell, Neil Young and Gordon Lightfoot, to name a few. This is the Yorkville I would have liked. No pretension, just peace, man.

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Blouse: thrifted
Skirt: thrifted
Sandals: Bass
Tote: Parkdale Flea

Grotto and Greig’s

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If you know Bruce Peninsula, then you likely know of The Grotto. It is one of the more popular attractions, and with very good reason. It was quite breath taking (minus, oh my god, black fleas eating my whole body!). It was about a 30 minute hike from our camp site, and a very nerve racking scaling down some rocky walls to get to the heart of it. It is not very reassuring when you enter the area and see a big sign that reads “People have died here.”  But clearly, that did not stop us, and we lived to tell the tale! The wonderful thing about many of the sites we explored in the Bruce was that they were in their natural state, but that also mean’t you were putting yourself at risk in some way. The same went for the Greig’s Caves we hiked in. Signs everywhere reminding us “Explore at own risk”, and signing a waiver before beginning our hike, saying they are not responsible for injury, death etc. – okay cool, hopefully see you in an hour? The caves were amazing though!!! And worth the danger. It was one of the more intense hikes I’ve ever been on, but incredibly scenic. The view from on top of the caves was insanely beautiful!

Matt was brave enough to jump into the freezing cold water of the Grotto (he has a thing about swimming in every body of water). I however, just watched and told him he was crazy, and then I flailed about to stop the black fleas from swarming me, so I guess I looked crazy.

This is the last little bit of my digital photos from Bruce Peninsula. I have a bunch of film to be developed, so I’m sure the Bruce will make some sort of appearance again.

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