Body & Mind

OKAY ANDIE | Body & MindOKAY ANDIE | Body & MindI’m going to put this out there…

I’ve been struggling with my body a lot lately. I’ve been far less active in the last year or so than I have ever been in my life, and I am slowly watching my body change. In a way I imagine only I really notice, but at the end of the day how we feel about ourselves is all that matters. Being a dancer for all of my life, dancing at least 3-4 times a week, sometimes up to everyday of the week, I never had to think about working out or staying fit; the thing I was most passionate about was already keeping my body toned and healthy. But I haven’t been dancing that much recently. To be honest, not at all until about a month ago. It all makes sense…continue to eat the way you always do, which is to say, eating whatever I want, and then not being physically active at all…it’s obvious your body will start to change. My thighs have grown, along with my butt, my abs aren’t as defined anymore, my arms don’t look as toned…I just look in the mirror and don’t recognize myself. So, okay, I’ve spent a “good” amount of time feeling bad about it, but feeling bad isn’t going to change anything. My goal is to get active again. Awhile ago I tried going to the gym and surprisingly I really enjoyed it, like really really enjoyed it. But then winter rolled around, the gym isn’t all that close to my home, I got lazy and stopped going. But something in me is pushing me to start again, to do more things that will not only make me recognize myself again, but to also help with my anxiety. Physical activity has always helped me feel better when I feel absolutely shaken (literally) by anxiety. Realistically I think I could get to the gym 3-4 times a week. My work now allows for me to make my own schedule, so starting my day with the gym is totally reasonable and honestly seems like a lovely way to start my day. That combined with biking, I think I could get back to a place where I feel physically and mentally stronger.

So there it is, out there in the world. I’m hoping by putting this in writing I will make an honest change, and maybe help you to feel more positive about things, whatever that thing may be. Goodness knows I can be a negative nancy, and while that’s something about me I don’t necessarily hate (i think it keeps me in check), I feel like giving myself a little bit of hope and self-care could go a long way.

-WHAT I WORE-
Denim jacket: vintage Wrangler (similar) | Overalls: vintage Guess (similar) | Shirt: Banana Republic (similar) | Shoes: Dr. Martens | Purse: CS | Belt: vintage
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Not Everything Is Black and White

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When I was a teenager, I loved black and white stripes. I owned striped pants, shirts, cardigans, skirts, dresses, anything I could find in stripe, I wanted. To the goth community (or at least my circle of friends), stripes were very Beetle Juice, and BJ was super chill in our eyes and got the (v hard to come by) goth seal of approval. But like most of my style choices from my teenage years, I grew tired of stripes and garnered a sort of disdain for them. So I’m not sure why, but more recently I felt compelled to add stripes to my closet again. It’s as if my eyes (or mind) suddenly saw how they could work for present-day me and accept that not everything when it comes to style needs to be so black and white (pun!) – there are some pieces that are definitely suited to a certain style, but that’s often the exception, and stripes, stripes are for everyone (amen). This outfit is like an ode to teenage me, but more grown up and definitely more present-day me. I’ve felt sort of off in most things I have been wearing of late. I’ve been saying for awhile now I feel very little connection to most of the clothes I own, but when I purchased this dress recently (from my new job, which I will talk about later!) and put this outfit together, this sense of comfort, confidence and ease washed over me. It’s hard not to feel confident with a vintage neck scarf, faux-leather moto jacket and over the knee faux-suede boots…it just feels quintessentially bad-ass.

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Let me know what outfit or piece of clothing makes you feel your best. What do you grab in your closet that you know will feel just right?

– WHAT I WORE –
Dress: Zara via Common Sort | Jacket: H&M (old) | Scarf: vintage via Common Sort | Boots c/o Public Desire | Sunglasses: Public Butter | Tights: old
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Marilyn Monroe Moments

DSC_3832This dress was a mistake for weather as humid and windy as it was yesterday. When I bought this dress I specifically thought it would be a nice summery dress because of how light-weight and airy it feels, but I was wrong. I always forget Toronto doesn’t really get dry heat. It’s a sticky, humid, ‘sweat between your butt cheeks’ type heat that can only really be fought by leaving as much skin exposed as possible (danger to fare-skinned folk). I was indeed correct about how light-weight it is though. It’s the type of light-weight that if there is any gust of wind, a few people are going to get a flash of your buns, so it was really not ideal for me to wear this dress while taking photos so close to the beach. Think of the infamous Marilyn Monroe ‘Seven Year Itch’ scene, but way less sexy and charming. Needless to say, I was panicked to get home after taking these photos. I spent the remainder of this day in a lace short-sleeve button up and high waisted denim shorts (and no socks! it’s amazing how much warmer you feel with socks on). I do love this dress though. I’m a huge fan of stripes (typical.), but this may very well be the only striped item I own these days. In my goth days I rocked a pair of Beetlejuice pants, but they are no more, and may they rest in peace.

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DSC_3856Dress: thrifted Zara
Fascinator: vintage shop in Ithaca
Socks: AA
Shoes: Seychelles