Your eyes look like keys.

If I was a rich mofo, not only would I pay buff men to feed me grapes and fan me with palm fronds, I would take monthly jaunts to Topshop in London in my private jet and buy all the cool junk I wanted there. Actually, none of that is true but every time I go on the Topshop website I drool a little.

Everybody needs a pair of glittery mary-jane flats. When people say the white button down shirts (ick) are a wardrobe staple, they should really be talking about these shoes.

For some subconscious, this oversize tee reminds me of the Fall. Like, the band the Fall. I would wear it and pretend it was a band shirt, because I make sense like that.

Finally, I nearly jumped when I spied this because it has the same phoenix pattern as the sweater I recently thrifted for $6 instead of 18 pounds.

When there's nothing in it and you ask yourself.

Remember the Rodarte-inspired sweater I was knitting? No, its not quite done. But its getting there! I have yet to finish the sleeves but it sure makes a great sweater vest. Since I'm going back to school soon and won't be able to finish the sleeves for a few months I wanted to wear it anyways and kill two birds with one stone by giving you a 'progress report' and an 'outfit of the day'.

sweater: self made, scarf: knitted by my mom, skirt: thrifted, tghts:American Apparel and I pretty much adore them.

The wool is super stretchy, which is nice for achieving that hole-y look I was going for. Once the sleeves are on, it might even be reminiscent of Vivienne Westwood's early punk designs! (Which, for the life of me, I cannot seem to find a picture of.)

I have to say, that I really love knitting. I'm not very advanced - this is the first non-scarf that I've ever knitted (and without a pattern, at that) but I am incredibly pleased with the early results of this sweater and knitting might just end up one of those hobby that sticks with me my entire life.

No Resolutions, Just Awesome.

I hope everyone had an excellent and memorable New Years night. Here's to a prosperous 2009! My night was a mini version of a high-school reunion party, except less awkward because we all good friends who haven't seen each other in a while. Real party pictures have yet to surface on the internet, so here's a haphazard and slightly disturbing close-up I took before stepping out the door. I was trying to go for vintage glamour with the red lipstick and all, lord knows if I succeeded.

Of course, New Years Day was spent mainly in 'recovery mode' but I dragged myself out of bed to do a little playing around with the tripod I got for my birthday. Today's outfit was definitely comfort based, just black leggings and my trusty phoenix sweater that is basically a dress.

In a previous post, someone wondered how I was going to style the tie-dye shirt I got. Here is my visual reply.

A lot of people see tie-dye as this big fashion mistake, but I just love it. I'm not a hippie, I swear!

P.S. -Did anyone else love Google's '2009' image? It makes me smile.

Learn

I may not be Nelly but I think that band-aids make sort of a cool accessory - especially in bright colours. Beware the perils of office work...deep papercuts! Thanks goodness bright band-aids and Revlon Red are a match made in heaven.

I suppose I should be doing some sort of 'year-in-review' post, right? 2008 was a year of new beginnings, like how I left home to go to University and the States got a President that actually knows what he's doing. It was really high time for both of those things to happen.

Speaking of Presidents, I am quite flattered that no less than three former US Presidents (Richard Nixon, Abe Lincoln and George Washington) took the time out of their busy schedules to comment on my last post. I am much obliged, gentleman. You readers are excellent. Even the anonymous who thought it was sad how I have no style and am ugly. You know what is sad? Anonymous hate comments. Please send your bleeding heart sympathy to someone who actually needs it, like cancer victims or refugees. In a fucked up world like this, ugly people like moi should be the last of your worries.

Love to everyone, see you next year.

P.S. -In my opinion, the worst Top 40 Song of 2008 is by far 'I'm Yours' by Jason Mraz. His earnest warbling makes my ears bleed in a very bad way.

Oh My Golly!

Yesterday was my birthday, and it was excellent! Since I got some Value Village gift certificates I felt compelled to spend some of it immediately and came home with the most AMAZING sweater haul. A grandpa cardigan, tie-dye long sleeve shirt, fair isle cardigan are now mine. All mine.

But the best piece I found was this 80s phoenix sweater. Its got the perfect amount of slouch to it - damn, I can't wait to start experimenting with all these new sweaters!

The most ironic part of my 19th birthday was NOT being asked for ID when ordering a drink at the restaurant. It felt so anti-climactic! I don't look that old, do I?

River Euphrates

Hope everyone had a Merry Christmas and that the Christmas elf made all their dreams come true. To everyone out there shopping on Boxing Day - good luck... I was a lucky wench this year, as I am most years, and got the important things I wished for, them being; brown crocodile print Doc Martens, a polar bear sweater, some Clinique make-up, sewing stuff and Surfer Rosa by the Pixies.

What I call my Christmas suit (wearing everything new you got at once!) is probably going to end up my favourite outfit of the winter.

I also went out this morning and braved the crowds for a few short minutes to pick up insoles for the Doc Martens, because they...ummmm... aren't very comfortable. (Seriously, they are way too wide and cut into my ankles. Ooops. If your feet are even remotely narrow, do not buy Doc Martens. Unfortunately, these were bought on eBay so its not like I had the chance to try them on before buying them, which really blows.) But I really only a wanted a picture to show off my new Betseyville bag that was an early birthday gift from my best friend. I love it! How could she go wrong with leopard print and studs?

Now I am off to do some winter sledding with the possibility of hot chocolate in rural Ontario. Cheers!

Palestine

Sometimes a picture is worth a thousand words. I know these pictures are completely unrelated to each other, but each one has some sort of mysterious quality that draws me to it and just makes me want to stare. Whether they are politically sensitive (ritual suicide of Vietnamese monk protesting war), majestic (Sitting Bull's portrait), full of raw energy (Crystal Castles concert) or just plain beautiful (the Cherry Blossom Girl's floral Doc Martens!) - I cannot really explain why I love them, I just do. So here you go. Posting magazine editorials is fruitless for me, because a single picture can capture so much more.