Sleep Shopper


 I saw these shoes at Stone Ridge the day after my birthday. My friend Natradee and I woke up with nasty hang overs, each ate a cinnamon bun the size of our faces and went to the mall to cash in the gift certificates that I received for my birthday.

She goes to school in Vancouver so she was on the look out for some cute Hunters, since it’s raining most of the time in Van City. I’m open to shoes of any kind… so I happily stopped into every shoe store with her to make some new friends (for my feet)


I saw these and fell. in. love. But, they didn’t have my exact size, so when I finished trying to convince myself that I could  lose a couple of pounds off of my feet and squeeze into the size six, I grudgingly put them back onto the shelf and dragged my (perfect the way they are) feet all the way home.

Two nights later, I was up way past my bed time fooling around on the computer and I guess I found my way onto ebay and apparently I found these exact shoes that I fell in love with for an awesome price in my size. So I bought them.

I say ‘I guess’ and ‘apparently’  because when I woke up the next morning I thought it was all a wonderful dream. Until I received an email from the seller with the receipt attached telling me my shoes were on my way. I couldn’t make this up if I wanted to!

Skirt: Winners clearance wrack Shirt: Old Navy

Ring: Forever 21 Shoes: Ebay, apparently.

Freedom from Freedom

Not even a week into total-summer-vacation-freedom I am bored out of my mind. There are just too many hours in a day. (I’m aware that there are people reading this right now who want to throw things at me) aside from spending hours and hours on end on stumbleupon, I’ve just been praying for something anything to entertain me. As fate would have it, it seems that I’ll be picking up a bunch more hours at work for the rest of the month! When I found out I litterally looked to the heavens and mouthed ‘thank you’ I could not do another three weeks of this insanity!

The day only got better from that point!

~*~*~*~*~New friends~*~*~*~*~

Yes, I have a problem, no, I don’t want your help.

THRIFT STORE FIND! $25 + 25% off. I couldn’t not.

I finished the day with a Skype date with bff Preeya that went WAY past my bed time

I miss my frrriiiiieeendd

This morning my stomach woke me up before my alarm clock could. It was a grey and gloomy morning and I whipped up a decadent bowl of oatmeal

Inside: Oats, banana, cherries, cocoa powder, chia seeds, soymilk Outside: coconut butter, cocao bliss, chocolate chips


Dress Up

Breakfast is so much more fun to eat when it’s beautiful, no?

Toast, smashed banana, peanut butter, raspberry jam, crunchy buckwheat granola, chocolate chips

The best part of summer school being finished is having my lazy mornings back.Today I was up at 6:30, and ate breakfast in a leisurely manner while catching up with The Glee Project -who’s everyone routing for? I honestly don’t have any favorites in the competition.

A few hours later, I went to my first ever spin class which involves zero twirling around in circles. Imagine my surprise.

I meandered home, showered, snacked, cleaned, looked at the time and it wasn’t even noon! Thank goodness I had work today, I would have gone positively mental.

Since I had hours and hours to spare before going to work, I decided to rummage through my clothes and put together a working-girl outfit.  I’m ashamed to admit that on several occasions, I’ve pulled on the same Lululemon Wunder Unders from yoga the night before, thrown on a flowy top and pretty shoes and called it an outfit. Today, however…

Pants:BDG:UrbanOutfitters/Top:FrenchConnection:FrenchConnection/Blazer:Zara:ThriftStoreFind/Shoes:Bagatt:Bagatt

My ‘style‘ varies from day-to-day. I love it all and try it all. I don’t pay much attention to whether ‘the look’ is made for women a foot taller than me, or is meant for straight hips and flat chests. Clothes are a fun way to play and express yoursel. Also, I’m a closet shoe addict. If you catch me looking intensely at my computer with a look of concentration and anxiety on my face, I’m most likely browsing the Steve Madden website and trying to figure out how I’m going to be able to fit the platform-open-toed-sparkly ones into my budget. I also go on semi-annual shopping binges at the thrift store down the street from work. But I’ll just write it off as a healthy indulgence because it makes me feel good about myself, if only for a little while. Besides, I’d be distraught if I ran into The Sartorialist in sweaty yoga pants and a flowy top.