Wednesday, November 30, 2011

Take a Photo

Such a cool idea.

And it's so true - everyone has a different perspective.

Tuesday, November 29, 2011

Rain, rain, go away

You'll be a bright light coming out of the dark

Are you ready for an incredibly large amount of cuteness? 
My friends S and J had a beautiful baby boy named Jacob last week.
Born one month early, he is so tiny. 
Snoozin' and treats. Treats and snoozin'.
That is his cute little life so far.
And how fitting: I bought him this book to welcome him into the world.
Here are some pictures I took for S and J.

Click the pictures to make them bigger - there are loads more after the jump!

Sunday, November 27, 2011

Weekend on the road

We managed to put 800 clicks on the car this weekend - awesome! (For us. Not so much for my car.) Between new babies, old friends, a cute dog named Daisy, The Muppets movie (a must-see!), bacon marmalade (which I promise to report on), an early end to Movember, and plenty of java, I am exhausted but happy, and ready for a new week.

Friday, November 25, 2011


These are the things attached to my ongoing Pinterest wishlist 
(only fitting to be posted on Black Friday). 
Parents and boyfriend - take heed!

MICHAEL Michael Kors shoes

Thursday, November 24, 2011

Address is Approximate

Everything about this video is beautiful.

Address Is Approximate from The Theory on Vimeo.

Wednesday, November 23, 2011

Coco Chanel and Mindy Kaling

I like this. A thousand times over.
And I whole-heartedly agree.

One of my friends saw me putting myself together a few weeks ago (putting some bronzer in the crease of my eyelids - try it, and it will change your life), and she commented, "So THAT is how you look so put together all the time!" Well, yes - it takes a little bit of effort. But don't we all do something? Whether it's subtle or overt, we all put effort into our appearances - whether it involves putting a little bit of eyeshadow on, or wearing the jeans that fit you just right, or, you know, brushing your teeth four times a day. 

After so many years of not really feeling comfortable with myself - really, I rivalled the childhood photo on the back of Mindy Kaling's book - I really feel like I have come into my own and found a look that I'm looking forward to evolving. Complete with the bronzed eyes and, I'll admit, the cat eyeliner. And the ballet flats. God, the day I figured that one out...and it takes a few minutes, but it's part of my routine. And those few minutes of taking care of my face, hair, and clothing equate to me feeling like the best version of myself when I walk into a room. At the end of the day, isn't that what we all want? Am I alone here? 

But I must clarify: I ultimately like to feel "pretty" for myself. Any attention from destiny is purely a peripheral matter. Appreciated, but peripheral. My longtime love has seen me at my best and my most natural (notice how I didn't say WORST? Semantics, people, semantics), complete with the soccer game hair and zombie morning breath, and he seems to really like my personality through it all. He doesn't notice whether I do or do not put on that extra coat of mascara. 

Side anecdote: I met him at a party in my perpetual hoodie days when I was never without a zip-up hoodie from Garage. I loved hoodies, and they made me feel pretty cool, if I do say so myself. And there were very pretty girls who were - wait for it - bearing their shoulders and various appendages at said party. But my hoodied-self talked to him, and he talked back to me, and I ended up having one of the best three-hour conversations of my life. We have since moved on to lalala-love, and I have since moved on to cardigans and sweaters - a dangerous addiction - but he still likes the foundation of moi
{Sentimental side anecdote: I still have that good ol' hoodie.}

I won't apologize for my routine or my penchant for bronzer. Not now, and not ever. 
And I don't think anyone else should apologize for how they choose to style themselves. 
Just rock your style and your bad self, you know?
Because when you feel great on the inside and the outside (which are arguably and intrinsically linked), awesome things and awesome people will happen to you.

P.S. I love Mindy Kaling. And her book is amazing. And you should read it. NOW.
And I really would win in an awkward childhood photo content face-off. 
I'll bet you one hundred virtual arcade tokens.

Tuesday, November 22, 2011

Growing up and dressing "my age"

Confession: working from home has allowed me to live in jeans. Contrary to popular belief, I don't wear sweatpants. I actually get dressed in the morning. (Tip # 1 to successfully working from home: getting dressed actually motivates you.) Being a graduate student (after completing my Bachelor of Education, after completing my undergrad) also helps in the area of casual dressing. I can't lie - a PhD is looking pretty good from the perspective of my jeans-clad self right now.

I OWN nice pants. Two pairs, to be exact, that I wore during my year of teaching.
But do I wear them now? Heck to the no.
Do I LIKE wearing them? DOUBLE heck to the no.
I was lucky enough (during my time working in an office) to work in a super casual environment.

This ambling preamble has led me to this point:
In an effort to start "dressing my age" (and not like the 13-year old that I still think I am), I am going to try and put together more "age-appropriate" outfits. Still jeans-friendly. Still reliant on what I already own...since I just signed myself to a three-month NO SHOPPING pact with Ryland.

He was nice when I proposed this, though. He said, "Um, are you sure? I don't think you are serious. Oh, you are serious? Okay, let's pinky swear. And, um, you can have one exception in the three months. Can I make you a drink? Because I think you will need it."

Is it bad that there are so many "air quotations" in this post?

From now until February 20, I will be shopping my own closet and shunning the wonderful material goods that call me to every mall in driving distance. All the while trying to dress a little more my age. 

This is my first attempt at an age-appropriate outfit. I tucked in my years-old plaid shirt (ahhh, tucking in shirts - the horrors of a high school uniform!), added a belt that I bought when I was 18, threw on my always-reliable jeans, a newish blazer, and my favourite pair of black heels. I think it looks more 25 than 14, right?

And maybe I'll take nice pictures of these outfits. 
Or maybe I will continue to take iPhone photos, cross-processed, thank you very much.

Wish me luck, world wide web!

Monday, November 21, 2011

My house is so cold

And since it will be 14 degrees tomorrow, I am refusing to turn on the heat today.

Your Monday is my Monday

Your Tuesday is my Wednesday and your Wednesday is my Friday. 
I must say - halving my work week has done wonders for my stress management.

Red. Nails.

This blog has become a little Paris-logged lately. TOO BAD FOR YOU!

My boots and Iceland socks = crucial for the drafty streets south of Detroit.

My camera loves itself almost as much as I love it.

New bag. Longtime love. Longchamp.

Refusing to leave the bed. Just a regular Sunday morning.

The whole wheat blueberry pancakes were inspired by Chantal's recipe - that's what happens when you read your blogs in bed on Sunday morning before breakfast! (And the bananas? Good ol' Jack Johnson, making banana pancakes, pretending it's the weekend.)

Sunday, November 20, 2011

Born to be a livre

Anyone who is in Paris should visit Shakespeare & Co. I went a few years ago and saved this bag as a memento. SLASH I took a photo of the inside and it is in my kitchen (framed). SLASH the bookstore is featured in Before Sunset. THEREFORE awesome.

Saturday, November 19, 2011

Read on!

Still loving part 2 of Marcel the Shell with shoes on. It gets me every time.

"Read on!"

For real? Christmas is on its way!

I saw this in a Michigan mall this week. Santa isn't there quite yet, but Christmas (and all of the other seasonal holidays) is on its way. Which reminds me...I need to grab the new She & Him Christmas album from iTunes. And now - I prepare for snow.

Friday, November 18, 2011

Parisian red

Everything is red-themed around here today.

I just have to rave about how smooth essie nail polish is when applied. One coat is enough - it isn't inconsistent or transparent in certain parts. It is around $10 (CDN) but well worth it, and it doesn't have a smell that lingers after application (like other cheaper polishes). I think I have found my brand!

And as for the (red) book: Paris is my favourite city in the world (and my passport isn't exactly barren). If I plan on going back, I should be properly equipped, non?

Thursday, November 17, 2011

Today's outfit

Seen at WIFF

The Windsor International Film Festival was held last weekend. Being the film buffs that we are (snobs may be more like it), we fit in a bunch of movies. One on Thursday, three back-to-back(-to-back?) on Saturday, and one more on Sunday. Windsor doesn't always bring in movies that are in limited release, so it was our chance to see the movies that we would have seen back home in Toronto.

I won't judge the movies for you because critical acclaim can be very different from audience acclaim - case in point, The Skin I Live In, a serious modern-Frankenstein-like film that was laughed at by half of the audience while the other half sat mesmerized. However, I will say that (1) the films were all incredibly different, and (2) they were all fantastic in their own unique ways (although Attack the Block was the only blatantly comedic film). Check out the trailers below and see for yourself!

(The funniest part of the weekend was when I recounted to my mom that I had seen the new Antonio Banderas movie, and she excitedly asked, "Puss in Boots?" Oh, mom.)

Take This Waltz

Take Shelter

The Whistleblower

Attack the Block

The Skin I Live In

Wednesday, November 16, 2011

On the eve(s) of 25...

It isn't easy becoming a quarter of a century old, but SOMEONE has to do it! And so I did it like anyone else would: spent time with some of my favourite people, saw five (read: FIVE) movies at the WIFF, had plenty of coffee and lattes and caesars OH MY, and relaxed. 

My homemade cupcakes: snickerdoodle (with the almonds) and pumpkin (with the walnuts).

<3 Mad love for these people. They know me (maybe TOO well).

The morning-after-the-celebration breakfast, and not all of us felt as chipper as me.

Breakfast? How about grilled cheese instead! Why?
(1) Because it was my birthday. (2) It was 1:00 PM.

My friends are consistently impressed (NOT) with my ability to take photos of everything. I also often ask them to "recreate the moment". In this picture, this was their genuine expression - not the expression of the expression they had just done.

If I can't have a real dog...maybe I can bring this guy home?

Vintage jewelry and the tiniest gloves I have ever seen. I don't know what's in the water these days, but my fingers felt ginormous after attempting to try these on.

Ooh lala!

Latte at Coffee Exchange. It is a beautiful thing.

The City Grill, filling up with people before the final films at the Windsor International Film Festival (which was SO GOOD!).

Classy place with a delicious steak. How was I ever a vegetarian?

Christmas lights aren't so bad when it's 16 degrees Celsius outside.

Thanks to all of the wonderful friends and especially R. for making the weekend all so fab!