I hope everyone had a maaavelous fall weekend. I love this time of year…crisp air, the colour of the leaves, my birthday, switching from summertime dresses to fall time boots and cozy knit sweaters. I said switching, I didn’t necessarily say buying. But hey! If it happens, it happens. In my case, it happens. But whose gonna judge my amazing knit shall? Possibly my bank account, but this is my birth month so I have an excuse. Did I mention my obsession with all things feet? (except mine of course). My dream of pursuing a career as a foot model has been crushed. It’s a good think I can cover them with tasteful treats.
I’m loving all things Rachel Comey , especially these boots that are on my wish list. I may need a few more bookings for them but I do believe in buying a durable pair of boots that will last you forever. And I love supporting independent designers.
Who loves walking through the leaves? A perfect fall day awakens the soul. I am obsessed with taking pictures of leaves. I just love the colours and the way they sway in the wind. There is this eeriness in the air….kinda like Halloween all the time. And here’s a tip! if you have a hard time waking up…stand in the street first thing in the morning and let the wind just blow on your face. (It works).
For Halloween I was in San Fran travelling back to Vancouver. So as you can see I was a “tough girl in a skull bodysuit (thank you Betsy Johnson) with a leather jacket. BOOM! Scary. I wanted to be a vampire girl (again) but I forgot my teeth and I like garlic way too much, so it kinda defeats the purpose.
Sitting in a cafe with a friend or by your lonesome with a warm, soothing cup of java makes for a yummalicious perk me up. I get a burst of instant satisfaction by holding a cup of coffee in my hands. There is something very comforting and simple about it. I was in San Francisco enjoying this perfect Americano on an Italian cafe patio. I heart San Francisco….and their Americano’s.
I heart Movember. Not only is it for an excellent cause, I am being a bit selfish in admitting that I love a man with a moustache. Some woman frown upon it, I on the other hand encourage it… during any month. These are a few of my favourite moustached men.
It’s really just the little things. – Christina