If The Shoe Fits

DSC_0908Shoes are another item I don’t buy often. I own a lot of shoes, but most of them don’t get worn on a regular basis (and were bought years and years ago when I used to buy things just for the sake of buying something). In some respects, I am a hoarder of shoes. I have a very hard time letting go of them, so the huge shoe rack I have filled is mostly made up of shoes that I keep solely for “what if one day…” or for photo shoots I’m styling. I have the same few shoes in rotation on a day to day basis, and you see those on here quite often. Those shoes are the ones that I sought out after I saw them floating around the internet and fell totally in love (that’s sort of how I buy shoes now, I must be riveted by them first). The same goes for this pair I’m wearing. I follow a lot of local shops on instagram, one being Sylvie and Shimmy, a quaint boutique located in my old neighbourhood, Parkdale. I saw these shoes, (and another pair I ended up buying) on their instagram and knew I had to pop by. I was in luck that day. They had one pair left of each shoe, and both were my size, so I guess it was fate, or something like it. I now pretty well only by shoes I know will get a lot of wear, and slowly but surely I will hopefully start to let go of (or sell) the pairs that are collecting dust.

*photos by Meaghan

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DSC_0914Blouse: H&M
Skirt: vintage via Public Butter
Coat: vintage via Gisela & Zoe
Shoes: Sylvie and Shimmy
Tote: H&M
Socks: Target

Everglady

DSC_4549The search for a new apartment was quite fruitless (everyone is moving right now. curse you students!). The market to find and actually get the apartment you want is challenging right now. Ryan and I did not want to settle and sign a year lease on a place we thought was mediocre, so we decided to move into his current place since it has pretty much everything we require and desire in a home, save for some closet space and hydro is a nightmare in the colder months. It will be nice because I can move in there at a slow and less stressful pace. I have lived in The Everglades (yes, that is the name of the building!!!) for almost 3 years now. It’s a beautifully old art deco building from the 1920s. It does have it’s downsides, but it has been a place I could actually happily call home. But being a bachelor apartment, it just does not have space for 2 people and a dog to live comfortably. I am excited to move, mainly to de-clutter my life of the things I have acquired over the past several years and to decorate a whole new space (oh, and I guess start a new-ish chapter with my guy) This kitchen has always been my favourite room in my apartment. I lucked out when I got this place. The kitchen is in it’s own separate room (with a door) and gets plenty of natural light, which has always been my favourite spot to take pictures when I’ve been too lazy to trek to an outdoor spot. It will be sorely missed, I can say that for certain.

I hope you all had a lovely weekend. Mine was just the right amount of busy and relaxing. I’ve got a busy week ahead of me, but in exactly one week I’ll be back in the Bruce Peninsula National Park, and I couldn’t be more excited!

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DSC_4600 Top & bra: vintage via Public Butter
Skirt: Larkspur Shoppe (will be available soon)

Where we are, where we are

DSC_1616Well I don’t know about you, but I had a very full weekend. My eyelids feel quite heavy this morning, and coffee may very well be my only saviour today (insert praying hands emoji). I cannot complain though, I much prefer busy to the boredom I feel when not much is going on. But does anyone else feel like everything always happens at once? Things can be very quiet one week, and the next I have dance, and Larkspur happenings, and events I should be attending, and tasks that have to get done – it really can feel quite overwhelming at times. However, I am very thankful for the loved ones who help me out in these times of madness. I’ve got some really wicked people on my side, and my heart feels very full because of that.

This kitchen table means a lot to me. I’ve had the people close to my heart sit on the other side of it and share their time with me. Whether it was over a bowl of home-made sangria, two wine glasses and good conversation, or eating (struggling to eat) dirt flavoured Bertie Botts (Harry Potter jelly beans) through bouts of laughter, or sharing a prepared breakfast with visiting friends who I miss almost daily – it has brought much joy into the times when the not much is happening. I cherish each of these moments, maybe more than the people who sat on the other side of it know. Tables and kitchens bring people together. They allow people to be present with each other. Whether it’s light-hearted conversation or in-depth, it doesn’t really matter. What matters is that we do have good people who will sit on the other side and share the moments when you’ve got no where to be but here.
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DSC_1634Dress: vintage via Common Sort
Kitchen Table: vintage via Meaghan via Public Butter

The Trees They Grow So High

Processed with VSCOcam with n1 presetI’ve been trying to make more time for creative endeavors recently. This bleak winter has not been kind to my creative mind and I feel I’ve been a bit lazy for some time now — a whole lot of ideas, and not a lot of follow through. It’s hard to stay motivated when not much around you feels very inspiring. But I’ve got some exciting things in the works which has got me feeling positive again. I want this space to be wholly me and not just posts that fill in the gaps when I don’t have something of my own to share (although I do love supporting the amazing designers, artists and brands that I share). I’ve been rethinking the blog’s image, and the content I share. Maybe a name change? Or maybe it’s not ready for that just yet. I definitely want to introduce a little more uniformity to it. When Meg and I started this blog we had a weekly routine of posts we would share, but it got lost in translation over time. This space has changed so much since then. It is only me and my voice now, so it makes sense I leave some things behind, keep the idea of reoccuring content, but with more of my own original ideas. As most things are, it’s a work in progress. But I do hope you continue to follow along and this space can continue to grow in a positive way.

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Processed with VSCOcam with n1 presetNegligee: vintage via Public Butter
Rings: from my Mother

Baby Steps

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Today really feels like the first day I am on the mend — I go back to work tomorrow, and hopefully all other things in life will become some form of normal soon. There are so many things I could list that are terrible about tonsillectomies, or any surgery for that matter. Most people complain about the pain (ya, its awful!!), but the one that really got me most was how I felt emotionally. It is the necessities in life, the simple things you need and do each day (ie, sleep, eat), that if they are taken from you, can turn you into an irritable, terrible, sad mess. Needless to say, I haven’t been very pleasant to be around.

Today I braved the winter winds to take a walk outdoors because I haven’t actually stepped outside in over one week. It felt nice to breathe fresh air for more than 5 minutes, and also have some time to myself somewhere outside of my home. My face looks a little silly in these photos — it became really cold while I was shooting these, and I’m probably not totally back to normal just yet. But hey, we’ll take what we can get for now…baby steps.

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Coat: Toronto Vintage Clothing Show
Blouse & Skirt: vintage via Public Butter
Hat: vintage via Common Sort
Tights: old pair of ballet tights
Boots: Wolverine x Samantha Pleet