DSC_0720I have unearthed most of my tights now. It’s sort of a bittersweet feeling. I love Fall weather and dressing myself for the chilly months, but I kind of dislike wearing tights, which is a necessity when you wear dresses/skirts as often as I do. If I could wear bare legs all year round that would be ideal. However, I’m a big fan of white tights, which came about I think only last year. But I don’t much care for black tights, which seems to be the preferred choice of most. With the exception of wearing black shoes with black tights, I find they tend to cut off my legs instead of elongating them, and it makes it very hard for me to see anything but that. I don’t know when I started to notice that, because I used to wear black tights almost religiously. I struggled with this outfit and forcing myself not to just throw on my white tights, as I usually do. But I don’t totally dislike the look. It’s good to force yourself to try different things, and realize maybe the things you notice are only in your head, and others don’t necessarily see or share the same qualms. So, hey black tights, hopefully we’ll become better friends this year.






DSC_0722Dress, blouse, belt: thrifted vintage
Jacket: H&M
Hat: vintage via Common Sort
Bow tie: handmade
Boots: Samantha Pleet x Wolverine
Tights: Target

Flowerpot Island

DSC_0650Flowerpot Island is about 6.5 kilometres off the coast of Tobermory, and was given its name due to the 1 million year old shoreline rock pillars that resemble giant flowerpots. Matt and I took a ferry ride to get there, checking out some shipwrecks along the way that are in such shallow water, you can practically see every detail of these ships. That was cool, obviously. But not as cool as the island. This, by far, was my favourite part of the trip to Bruce Peninsula. The water surrounding Flowerpot Island is so clear and so blue, you’d think you were in the Caribbean – which I never have, but my mind took me there regardless. I could have hiked around this island all day. The forest was beautiful, the water was beautiful, the rock formations were beautiful. EVERYTHING was beautiful!

It is a holiday today, so I do not want to spend too much time talking about my trip last weekend, because well, I’ve got some work to catch up on, and when I started to think of ways to describe this part of my trip, I almost wanted to keep it to myself (and Matt, of course). I am just not eloquent enough to describe such amazing things.  So I’ll let the photos do the talking.DSC_0577 DSC_0587 DSC_0588oh hello, mr shipwreck!DSC_0592 DSC_0593DSC_0603 DSC_0604 DSC_0607 DSC_0608DSC_0609 DSC_0615 DSC_0618 DSC_0623 DSC_0626 DSC_0633 DSC_0640 DSC_0641weird little happy danceDSC_0642 DSC_0643 DSC_0648 DSC_0653DSC_0655 DSC_0656 DSC_0658 DSC_0660 DSC_0661DSC_0664 DSC_0667 DSC_0668 DSC_0671 DSC_0674 DSC_0672

Shirt, shorts and boots: thrifted
Bow tie: handmade
Knapsack: my dearest friend Kristen gave to me
Sunglasses: Philistine
Belt: vintage