Some things you probably don't care about

Random thoughts and updates and things I love this month:

- Do not blush furiously the next time you see a friend. Who you had a dream about. A not-so-appropriate dream. I repeat: DO NOT BLUSH. And don't accidentally give her that look. Because you do not mean that look. You don't. It came unbidden to your unconscious. You don't mean it. So STOP IT.

- Sometimes if you wait long enough, you get exactly what you want and exactly what you need.

- I've noticed that when you're about to go to the gym, it’s super important that you let as many people know as possible whether via twitter, facebook or your blog. More calories are burned when you brag about it.

- My life schedule: worry worry worry worry worry worry worry...rinse and repeat.

- I'm probably the only one rooting for Olivia Palermo on The City. I'm sorry people, but I CAN'T HATE HER. She's too impeccably dressed. And there are of course things about her that annoy me but I feel like MTV constantly makes her out to be the bad guy.

- It's "a lot" and not "alot" people.

- Obsession this month: Wildfox Couture tees




My boyfriend bought me one and I absolutely love it! The material is so soft and flowy. It's a dream. View the whole collection here.

- Frozen yogurt at Spoon Me on Kensington. YUM:

- Playing video games with my sweetheart. It's pretty rad.

Phobias, part I

As far as I'm concerned, there are two types of people in this world: People who know their clothing color limits when it comes to dressing and those who don't.

Now before all of you in the latter category come at me with pitchforks, I have a confession: I have an extreme fear of wearing bright colors in general. One look into my neutral wardrobe should be enough proof. I am slowly trying to accept some colors into my wardrobe slowly, but it is a work in progress. Also I should mention that an exception to this is floral or plaid prints.

Basically, it's like a phobia. This phobia is so great that I even try to cut most of the color out of boyfriend's wardrobe. He should never leave me unattended at his apartment or he would come home to find his wardrobe destroyed and in ruins. This condition even has a name. It's called Chromophobia.

But the upside is that I can handle a little bit of color now. One bright colored piece paired with neutrals (blacks, greys, navies, whites, and any variation in between) is my rule/limit. It's some sort of brain mechanism where if I wear more than one bright colored piece, I think I would throw up or start having the shakes and smashing windows. Olivia Palermo provides an excellent example of how it should be done:



But god forbid those who insist on pairing bright color with bright color. As well, some colors are unforgivable in general and will never make their way into my wardrobe.



I’ve learned to accept these kinds of bright colored dressers as people, even though I think it’s disgusting and plain, downright wrong. I try not to judge them too harshly. I try to understand why someone would buy a pair of skinny jeans in bright green. It's beyond my understanding but I try to deal with it nonetheless.

More often than not, I have caught a great, beautifully cut top while shopping, only to be let down because it is a dreadful color like fucking magenta with yellow stripes running everywhere . So to all clothing manufacturers: If something is good the way it is (read: in beautiful neutral colors), for the love of baby jesus, let it be. Let it be.

But not all people think this way. So do you know what I have to say to all you colorful dressers in your 80's color t shirts? The world would be a much better place without you. Stop this insanity right now. The world does not work this way! If this little trend catches on, people are going to start replacing all the beautiful neutral colors with the Crayola palette.

When October ends, November begins

Maybe I'm just greedy. Possibly greedy.

It appears I have a significant issue with willpower and shoes, in particularly boots. It seems I’d be willing to spend my last dollar (and probably yours) on a pair of black boots that I don’t need.

I’ll stop short of saying I’d probably trade my future new born for a really nice pair but only because I don’t want to see it in print. This is why I shouldn't have kids (and probably won't either way.)

My rationality is that it's not like I have a lot of boots. Last time I counted I have 4 pairs, 2 of which I don't really wear. Because one of them are a pair of Uggs and as comfortable as they are, they are reserved for my super super lazy days. When you see me in my Uggs, avoid me because I'm probably a lean mean fighting machine that day. A force to be reckoned with and no good will come out of talking to me. And the other pair are these oxford booties that have a 4 inch heel that I nearly sprained my ankle in trying to run down the steps last year.

Anyways I haven't bought the black boots I've been eyeing yet. But I know I will this weekend because I have no willpower to resist them. An invisible force will pull me towards them, except that this "force" doesn't really need to pull me, I will happily oblige and run with the force. I've settled on a simple black pair that will never ever go out of style, given that trends keep changing and my bank account keeps depleting itself and can't quite keep up with my frivolous spending.

This must be what trying to quit smoking is like. Just don’t buy the pack and you can succeed.

With me it’s just don’t go near the mall and I will succeed. But no. How many pairs of shoes does one person actually need?

Song today is Sébastien Tellier's La Ritournelle

Someone stop me, please

Oh my goodies. I'm trying to figure out what to order off of E.L.F. (for those who don't know, most of their makeup is a dollar!!) since some of my friends are doing a mass order off the site. I've known about this site for quite a while now, but was always skeptical of the quality. I guess we'll find out how much bang for the buck I get when we all receive our orders.

Once in a while we came across an item that sells for more than a dollar, and I'm realizing that this whole dollar shit is making me cheap. Suddenly, everything more than a dollar sounds absolutely outrageous.

They have a "mineral" line, which sells makeup at $5, and I find myself exclaiming "FIVE dollars?! That's ridiculous!" and refusing to buy it.

(Eventually I came to my senses, realized that I'm probably the ridiculous one, and decided to add the items to my shopping cart anyways.)

Anyways, here are some of the things I've accumulated so far:










Everything above is a dollar each except for the Candy Shop lip tins ($2) and the blush/bronzer duo ($3). I'm tempted to list everything I have so far but I figured that no one probably cares and have already skipped this entire entry altogether. I'm such a girl.

Song today is Band of Horses - No One's Gonna Love You

Sarah Jessica Parker / Only in dreams

How, how, HOW can someone not like Sarah Jessica Parker?

It's a hard thing for me to understand. She is so cute and funny and smart and quirky (not to mention fashionable). I think she's incredibly special, with so so so much personality. I just spent an hour watching her interviews on Youtube, and was thoroughly entertained for that entire hour.

It is so hard not to fall in love with SJP.

Song today is Weezer - Only In Dreams

F - I - E - R - C - E / Laughing With

Happy Canada Day! Unfortunately, this post has nothing to do with Canada or anything remotely Canadian for that matter. But I will dedicate a few lines of this blog as to be patriotic. Including mention of the fact that we are 142 years old, so Happy Birthday Canada! FYI, I am ridiculously proud to be Canadian.

Actually, this post is all about RiRi.
Been very impressed with Rihanna's style lately, so I've decided I have to do a post on her.








I almost cried when I saw Paris Hilton sporting this Alexander Wang dress. I'm pretty sure somewhere out there, Alex Wang himself was probably crying too. Rihanna looks fabulous in it, as expected.

Rihanna has been rocking some serious style the last few weeks. I love how she's not afraid to take risks and just go all out. Never been a fan of hers until as of lately.

In my opinion, Rihanna > Beyonce anyday.
(Even though Beyonce has been stepping up her game lately, I feel like she comes off as a kind of second rate copy cat version of Rihanna.)

The lesson here is to bounce back from a scandal (Chris Brown, nude photos anyone?) by dressing well/fierce and everyone will forget about it.

Songs today are Regina Spektor's Laughing With and Eet