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Dress-up: dreaming about Spring

Today’s the first day of Spring! Whoo-hoo! This year, it felt like Winter dragged on forever – February was a real gloom-meister for me. My good pals over at Shopcaster are kicking off Spring in style by giving my amazing readers $20 off their next purchase of $50!  Purchasing code: ASOLOAFFAIR20 (expires Monday the 25th at 11:59pm) I’m visualizing: Americanos and long dresses, early morning bike rides and lazy afternoon brunches, backyard BBQs surrounded by candlelight and picnics and books in the park. Here’s some of my favourite Shopcaster items! I just love that Anhinga Skirt! 1. Anhinga Skirt in Oxford Blue 2. Bicycle Flask 3. Izola Vegetable Wax Candle 4. Toronto Poster: SoHoFraming 5. Pink Silver Belt Bangle Happy Shopping, S.

Three weeks ago, I moved out of my condo and like any unsupervised adult, I waited until the final hours were dwindling down to begin packing up my life into ratty, and slightly unstable cardboard boxes. Alone in my living room, I surveyed the mountain of cardboard that was carelessly chosen to be carted along with me into the next chapter of my unwritten life;  and as I bid adieu to the waterfront view I was leaving behind, I silently cursed myself in the still summer night: I thought I’d have it all figured out by now.  The only thing that calmed my fragile nerves besides the cold Corona in my hand, was knowing that nowadays most twentysomethings thirtysomethings have the same recurring nightmarish thoughts. The truth is, most of us don’t have a clue what we are doing. We are all just walking around with out-of-sight hands shoved deep within our pockets, where our anxious fingers can be found tightly crossed. We’re all silently pleading for that long overdue Aha moment to finally show up, or bump into us like…

Merry Christmas

Merry Christmas! I hope everyone has a wonderful Christmas with their family and love ones. My family and I just finished the biggest Christmas Eve meal ever (I’m stuffed like a little piglet). We laughed and laughed while listening to my father tell stories about his grandmother, Mildred (what a name!) I’m heading down stairs to curl up by the fireplace and relax before bed. Sleep tight, S.

A couple of weekends ago, we celebrated my friend, Brady’s 25th birthday with a warm and memorable summer evening BBQ. Stuffed with gourmet fare, we swapped stories over dim candlelight and sipped on free-flowing boozy drinks while being serenaded by chill music and the calm and luminous moon. When all the gin and tonic had run dry, and the evening reluctantly came to a close, I made my way home in the early hours of Saturday morning tipsy, and ready for bed. But before I had a chance to retreat to slumber, the ear-piercing fire alarm went off. It must be noted, that the fire alarm continuously sounds in my condo at all hours of the night. When I had mono, I remember laying in bed sobbing with swollen gumbo-sized glands while the loud and obnoxious fire alarm would intensely sound. Against everything I learned in preschool, I would lay there monofied, silently weeping while weighing the probability of actually burning alive. I’m embarrassed to admit now, that since there never was a fire, I…

Although I started this blog 4 short months ago, I’ve been privately blogging for over 9 years now, and have been closely following the lives of 10 strangers around the world. I have read the unfiltered thoughts of people that I’ve never met, (until recently, but that’s another post) yet I know some more intimately than their bed sharing partners. For close to a decade, I’ve been here at my computer silently reading their heartfelt entries and offering up my two cents from afar. I’ve weighed in on the heavy: closeted insecurities, dysfunctional families, rape and molestation, spousal abuse, suicide, and the parting of longtime friendships. I too felt the hopefulness of their promising engagements and marriages only to later feel the pain of their crippling divorces and heartbreaking separations. I’ve witnessed the abrupt loss of self that so often occurs in directionless twenty-somethings, and was around on the day when the threatening and dispirited cloud was mysteriously lifted, and they stepped into their own. There is something about unleashing your wounded and troubled self onto someone you don’t know in real life. Or, giving and receiving encouraging…

Have you ever started your life over? Have you ever rewritten your life plan? Moved across the world by yourself, lost a spouse or partner, or packed your bags in the middle of the night to embark on a solo journey into the unknown? Exactly a year ago, I started my entire life over. The only thing that remained constant was my family, and even my relationship with them was altered. I was suddenly single, I moved out on my own,  got a new job and started a new career, stumbled into awe-inspiring strangers, met lifelong friends, explored new relationships, and discovered things about myself that I never knew before. For the first time in my entire life I was all alone. It almost felt like someone pressed the reset button on my life, or shook a gigantic Etch A Sketch, that at the time was my solid and well thought out life plan. I was recently talking to a close friend who commented that some people would give anything to start all over again, to get a clean…

Animal confessions

I’m dealing with a sick kitty at the moment. My cat, Oz is quite the eater, so when he starts turning up his nose to treats and tuna, I know I’ve got a problem on my hands. I came into work this morning worried sick about my furry little guy. I did some classic Goolgle searches like,  “What to do when your cat stops eating?” and “Do animals get depressed?” and stumbled upon the funniest pictures of animal confessionals —and they really helped to cheer me up. Feel better soon buddy! Xo.

Sock bun

It only took 8 long months to grow out and fit, but she’s finally here — the beloved sock bun. Are you rockin’ out the sock bun this summer? This hairstyle is truly a breeze and it’s also a fantastic way to curl your hair without heat. If you’re interested, check out the sock bun hair tutorial I posted two months ago. S.

5,705 pages read

I started a reading challenge back in January with my friend, Kristin and recently I started tracking my progress on Goodreads. I like this functional and well laid out reading application because it allows you to share books that you’re reading with friends, rate, recommend and comment on various books. My personal favourite is the page tracker; I can’t believe I’ve read 5,705 pages this year! I’m currently reading, The Night Circus, by Erin Morgenstern, that a friend from work recommended, and to tell you the truth, I’m not that crazy about it (I’ll be sure to rate it accordingly). I have 3 other books sitting by my nightstand just waiting for me to devour, and I just want to get this book over and done with so I can pick up a fresh new book. What are you reading right now? Add me on Goodreads so you can recommend me something great! S.

Emerson Fry’s new spring collection

I was introduced to Emerson Fry (formally known as EmersonMade) a couple of years ago and since then, it has been my daily go-to site for fashionable inspiration and photographic eye candy. Whenever I need a pick-me-up or I feel like I’m falling into a fashion funk, I head on over to this picture perfect site and daydream about purchasing something pretty. I often imagine myself turning heads while strolling down the street in any one of their elegant and alluring pieces. I think their spring collection is über chic! But don’t take my word for it, check it out for yourself and tell me what you think. S.