clothing swaps & lady dates.

This past Saturday, my gorgeous best friend Preeti hosted a much needed lady date at her new apartment. The seven of us gathered and for a bit of a twist on our scarce afternoon group hang outs, we decided to put together a clothing swap. Hoping to switch the goods we no longer loved for some new gems. We hit the piles of clothing like ravenous vultures and once on the other end all seemed quite pleased with their hauls. And what little left behind was taken in to consignment or given to charity. The rest of the afternoon was then spent gossiping, eating delicious roast chicken Viet subs,drinking a magnum of Napa Valley goodness, watching a shit ton of terrible youtube videos, before closing our evening with a trip to The Common for much needed coffee and more talk. We hugged and kissed just before all the light, slipped to pink and dark skies. Promising to meet later that very night and perhaps hold each other up for just a little bit longer. Fast forward and it’s three a.m. My mind is left wandering and I can’t seem to get to sleep. Images of the day click through my conscious like a fat, plastic View-Master (remember those?), but then it all shifts and  I am left certain of one thing. Simply, I love those girls so very much. Truly. Madly. Deeply. And it is with that clarity and peace that I drift off to sleep.

The photo above is of my favourite score at the swap.
A cute headless Teddy, courtesy of Tiyana and if I remember correctly was bought on our first trip as a collective to NYC from Ina.
Super luxe and bang on trend with the printed knitwear (Givenchy, Balenciga, etc.) non?
Also please ignore my checked boys shorts. It’s been an messy Monday.

marant dreaming.

…these are a few of my (current) favourite things.

I was on a bit of a Zara shopping binge while visiting the folks in Abu Dhabi.
The little island scattered with too many malls went on sale far before it’s Canadian counterparts,
and seeing as the buys seem to be a little more tailored to the European market, I decided to take advantage of our strong dollar.

The knit sweater and bright green skirt are my two favourites of the haul.
I love the way the skirt pops on my dark skin,
and the sweater is so very Isabel Marant with out the ridiculous price tag.
The Topshop flat-form wedge I managed to get at a steal!
And so stupid easy to walk in, I wear them about the house just because.
I bought ‘Just Kids’ while wandering about Schiphol
ShitholeAirport.
Loved it so much, I read it twice. But then I’ve always been a sucker for raw romance.

back on the grid

Yep.
They celly is back in action.
I’ve been phone free for about five months.
But this past weekend I broke and picked up this sweet little iphone gadget.
While it hasn’t been impossible to live with out a phone,
I did drive a number of family and friends completely mental.
Being unreachable has it’s perks, but a loss of connection can lead to a few strained relationships.

So now that I am back on the grid, I’m hoping to piece all the bits I’ve missed back together again.

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elbow grease.

I’m not much of a computer mastermind. But I’ll be tweaking this baby bit by bit over the next few days until I produce something I am happy with. Sharp corners. Clean lines. I’ve got designer ambitions and but serious skill limitations. But most importantly I have faith and a whole lotta patience that should help me beat this coding battle.

But in other news…
IT’S FUCKING GORGEOUS OUT
Happy long weekend my beautiful babies.

ps: photo above courtesy of Jakub Jasinski.