Category :Faux Suede

What Is A ‘Hot Mess’

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Fringe Kimono – SheInside  //  Floral Tank –  c/o Ever. Mi. Crush  //  Textured Pants – FreePeople  //  Suede Panama Hat – UrbanOutfitters  //  Sandals – F21  //  Red Necklace – I forget  //  Skull Necklace – Monserat de Lucca  //  Backpack – Stela 9

What do you think of when you hear ‘hot mess”?  Is it someone in disarray but who has some semblance of charm or beauty?  If so, I’d like to think that you’d think of me.  Hopefully.

This odd, nerdy, and yes, often klutzy girl can be found trying to take a picture with her backpack falling off.  Catching her hat, like it’s supposed to magically save the backpack.   Opposite directions really!

C’est la vie.  *sigh*

All Hail The Summer! Death to Fall!

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Embroidered Shirt – Thrifted   //  Jeans – Gap  //  Suede Panama Hat – UO  //  Fringe Bag – ThreadSence  //  Tapestry Shoes – Ruche  //  Sunnies – F21  //  Necklace – I have no idea *old*

Most women I know get all excited as the weather cools a touch and there is the hint of Fall around the corner.  I am not one of those women.

These women look eagerly onto the sweaters and the cute tights that they can soon start to wear with anticipation.  I am not one of those women.

They see scarves and beanies, and squeal with delight.  I am not one of those women.

The hint of Fall that excites many brings sorrow to me.  Perhaps, it’s because I have the constitution of a *well, I can’t think of anything, but something very easily cold*  And probably because Toronto sees it’s fair share *read: exhausting long months* of the cold and Winter.  All that combines to create me:  a woman who longs for every second of summer, who dreams of living in a warmer climate like California, and who wishes that Winter meant a sweater and leather jacket rather than the layers upon layers of thermal, wool, and parka.

That woman, this woman, is decidedly not happy to feel the chill in the air.

*linking up with Style Sessions*

Two Hours of My Life

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Plaid faux suede shirt – Cotton Candy  //  Tank – H&M  //  Pants – unknown  //  Boots – Aldo  //  Necklace – bought in Europe  //  Bracelets – F21

Two hours.  Two hours that I could’ve spent running, then having a massage.  Two hours I could’ve been curled up with my favorite book.   Two hours I could’ve gone shopping, or had lunch with some girlfirends and laughed.

Nope.  Instead, it was two hours spent trudging through fabric stores.  Two hours spent rubbing fabric after fabric on my cheek to test it’s softness and silkiness.  Two hours spent cursing at the weather, and got hungrier in search of the elusive fabric.  Two hours.

Those two hours I could’ve watched a movie, drank wine, and had my feet rubbed.  No, instead I spent two hours going from store to store to find the perfect fabric to patch up that 23 year old piece of scrap blankie because some short blond girl looked at me with sad, puppy dog eyes and said, “Mommy, oh no!  My blankie has a hole.”

What I wouldn’t do for her.

Unecessarily Long Story Of One Dress

Dress -Evil Twin via Threadsence  //  Boots – Feet First  //  Sunnies – F21
Once upon a time I was perusing the internet fashion shops again and a saw a dress.  It was fascinating.  It wasn’t cute, or sexy, or beautiful, or sweet.  It didn’t grab me in any of those ways.  It sparked my curiosity and my imagination.  It was unique.  It had strange cut outs and slits, and strange tie dyed patterns.  I didn’t know what to make of it except that I stared at it for a long long time.  
I didn’t know if I would ever wear it.  But it didn’t matter as it was far too expensive for me. *at $126 it’s more than this artist can afford to spend on one dress*
Several months later it was in the sale section of the site.  Again, I looked at it for a long long time.  I wasn’t sure it would be something I would ever really wear.  Would it just be a waste of money and hang ignored in my closet?  Would this be one of those things I would kick myself for later?  I didn’t know.  But even the sale price wasn’t enough for me to risk it.  Even for this fascinating dress.
Then.  Then it happened.  A huge semi-annual blow out.  The second I clicked on the blow out and saw this dress in the listings for $15 and in my size I knew that there could be no more hesitation.  It was kismet.  This dress had intrigued me for months.  I was absorbed in the architectural detail of it. And I knew that even if I never wore it, if I thought it a mistake later, my curiosity was worth the $15.  
It was fate.  Now the dress and I have met, and we love each other.  We know we are two peas in a pod.  Two weird, fascinating creatures finally come together.

*linking up with WIWW*

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