salvage.

My apologies for being away for so long. Things I have been occupied with: enjoying the great summer we had in Vancouver, shopping, seeing these boys again, shopping, and more shopping. I have also been busy with work and organizing this upcoming event:

If you would like to contribute items to the sale, please let me know! Please also share the event on Facebook, Twitter, Google+, or whatever your social media poison may be. Many thanks to all those who have already agreed to contribute to the sale! More details to come!

neon brights.

Who would have imagined that the retina-searing neon brights from my childhood would creep their way back into my wardrobe? Thankfully, this time around, neon is used sparingly and tastefully (unless you're being "ironic").

Here are some uses of neon I approve of! (Not pictured is the River Island purse I gifted to myself earlier in the year.)

clockwise from top left:
gorjana leather studded bracelet, zara shoes, zara messenger bag, zara box clutch, neon lights collar necklace, adia kibur stone necklace, sandy hyun studded cross necklace

Have you embraced the rebirth of neon?

summer prints.

h&m haul in april: i couldn't wear those sandals 'til two days ago!

It all started with one blazer (pictured above) and now I find myself wanting to add more prints to my wardrobe. I'm not talking dainty flower pastel prints; I'm talking big, bold, your crazy high school counsellor prints. Examples:

all from zara

Admittedly, I have some reservations about the pants. I'd probably have to do some crazy seven-days-a-week pilates again to have model-esque legs for those. Oh, and, you know... magically grow seven inches. Even Hermione Granger couldn't assist me in that department.

wedding season.

After entering (and passing) my mid-twenties, I found there were more and more weddings to attend each year. Luckily, I haven't run into the problem of not having enough dresses to wear (yet), simply by making sure I do not wear the same dress in the presence of the same guest list more than once.

just a small sampling: h&m / urban behaviour / supré / h&m / sharinio / buffalo shop

There are a few other cardinal rules I go by when it comes to weddings, and these are really just the anal retentive traits in me shining through:

• Don't wear a significant amount of black. It's a wedding - a celebration of two people's love (or whatever) for one another - not a funeral. I love black, but there's an appropriate time and place.
• Don't wear a significant amount of white. The bride might cut you, is all I'm saying. Unless the bride is not choosing the standard white gown, then by all means, go white!
• Leave the in-your-face cleavage for the club. Cover that shit up! This is a family affair. (Vegas wedding? Okay, whole other ballpark.)
• Forget the mega-watt makeup. You're not the center of attention today, so try not to detract from the bride (and groom). Look ravishing, but not too ravishing.
• Wear something that reflects your style and personality. Abiding by all of the above rules doesn't mean you have to lose yourself. Shoes and accessories are important!

Of course, the most important rule is to not act like a fool. Looking nice is super important, but learning not to get shit-faced at the open bar is an entirely different beast to tackle.

 

P.S. Don't wear jeans! Or t-shirts. Or baseball caps. Spleesh!

P.P.S. I am so anal that I would probably enforce a dress code if I ever had a wedding. I'm picturing a bouncer at the door...