Idol Worship

A scented mist swirls around your feet, and a soft light falls on your face from a Tiffany lamp shrouded in a silk scarf. A doleful piano plays, a cockatoo flies past, and Stevie Nicks appears - a vision in velvet and cobwebbed lace, teetering atop a suede platform. She wants you to join her on her crusade against the mundane, against matte fabrics and blow-dried hair! Place a top hat upon your medieval mane and be done with it! Join her! Join US! Stand back (stand back), for Stevie will not be stopped by your minimal look and flat shoes!  

—by Jack Sunnucks

Fantastic quote. Every time I feel lost I ask if Stevie would wear this, if the answer is yes, then it's a good thing.

The Favourites

I don't think I have mentioned much about my love of photography. Now, I would hardly call myself an expert in the subject - but the medium really catches my eye. Growing up I used to take a lot of road trips in and around Alberta and British Colombia and I remember feeling frustrated at all the beautiful things I could see, but not capture. Every amazing mountain scape would be described through the lens in my mind. I wanted to take photos. I asked for an SLR for every birthday and christmas for about 6 years, nothing ever came. Finally, last year Ryan bought himself a Nikon and I took it over. Yes!

Recently, I started becoming more active on my Pintrest account. It's basically a digital "mood board" that anyone can look at. Things you find interesting, inspiring, and generally beautiful, you curate on different boards. I think it really is a fantastic idea, and I love looking through my friends creative crack. The other day I realized I had all these great pictures hidden in my hard drive that needed to be grouped together for some visual stimulation. Don't things look so much brighter when you take out the good ones and put them together?

These are some of my favs! Please excuse the mixed sizes, they are from different cameras - some being the crappy one in my Iphone. Oh well, you get the idea.

NEW!

Here's what I have been up to lately .... jewelry!

All Day, Every Day.

Now You're In New York

via: Advanced Style

See, even the ELDERLY dress better than I do. 

I suppose this post is long overdue.... 3 weeks over due to be exact. This is the thing about moving to a new city, everything feels so overwhelmingly exciting and the idea of putting aside some time to blog seems like a chore.  I know when things slow down and I start to feel like this is my new home and not some whirl wind adventure of exploring and discovering the next big exciting pub/shop/restaurant/band, coming back to blogging about fashion and life will feel like coming home. Until then, Im sorry I have been far from interesting.

Here's what is interesting about moving to the "Fashion Capital of North America"... everything you once deemed "stylish" and "risky" is now resembling more along the lines of "dowdy" and "boring". Riding the subway always provides these moments of clarity... when 3/4 of the women on the train are in towering high heels (they walk ALL day in those things??) and fur jackets you start to feel a little like the girl next door in your flat boots (complete with blisters from all the trekking) and wool coat. As a girl that has always taken to fashion like a scientist does to Darwin, it's a bit disturbing to realize everything you once thought was stylish, only applies to ALBERTA, but is not so cutting edge here in New York. So, there you have my issue... everyday, getting dressed feels like a test of my creative self - how far can I push the envelope? Which heels can I walk 25 city blocks in with turning my feet into beef carpaccio?

Anyway, I guess I'm excited for my future fashion. As of right now I will continue to ask Ryan "is this too Brooklyn for me to wear in Manhattan?" and him to roll his eyes and go back to watching NINE HOURS of football. Eff.

The Pride Of Norway

The last time I wore these socks was in Edmonton while visiting my friend Monika. She commented on how her father, Nordahl, would really dig my socks due to his extreme Norwegian pride. When we were kids Monika and I would have to paint giant Norwegian flags on bristol board for her dad's "Sons Of Norway" meetings and marches. Needless to say, every time I wear these socks I think of old Nordahl and his approval of my choices. Now, while these socks are fantastically fashionable, they are, more importantly, very functional. Despite my previous inclinations that New York weather would be far superior to the snowy, frigid, snot freezing cold of my homeland.... I was sorely mistaken. Yes, there's no snow here, yeah it's only -3 today... so what! It's windy. Very, very windy - at least in Greenpoint where I am living. They say it's due to the close proximity to the Hudson River (I'm a block off the river) but holy hell that cold air really cuts like a knife! Today's outfit was purely based on the foundation of being warm while I stomped my way to the grocery store. The red lipstick (new!) was just a little icing on the cake. I think the Polish ladies that swarm this neighbourhood liked it though!

P.S:  I bought homemade perogies at the grocery store today. Best. Day. Ever.

Sweater: F21, Jean Shirt: Joe Fresh,  Winter Leggings: AA, Shearling Wedges: Aldo, Necklace: Millicent, Lipstick: "Lady Danger" M.A.C

Bang A Lang

hat: Beacons Closet, Vintage find. cashmere sweater: Holt Renfrew, Thrifted from Trends. denim: Domino, Nokomis. belt: Thrift.

I havent forgotten about you dear Audrey readers. Finally, I am starting to feel settled in New York and have some time to get back to it- more on that subject later... must get back to the jewelry making for christmas orders!

xo
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What you think of the bangs? I figured I should hit the ground running... one major life change was apparently not enough for me.

This Women Is Changing My Life

Holy Shit! This blog kills me! 

Go! Go Now!

THE MAN REPELLER

Speculations

Images: LF Winter Lookbook - via: Because Im Addicted 

Im pretty sure this is going to be my new favourite New York store, LF... it's just the perfect amount of Explorer meets Bohemian Prairie Dweller to quash my homesick heart. I do fear all things Canadiana will come spill out of my pours when I get there. Maybe a few "eh"s will slip out of my mouth just for fun, just to set myself away from the pact. I think it's pretty true how Nationalism seems to really magnify when you move away from your country. Then again, Im only speculating. I won't know until Nov 24- when I land in the big apple and become a misplaced Canadian on American soil.

In Hiding

Im in Edmonton for the month getting ready to jump ship to City Of Lights aka The Big Apple aka NYC. I dont have much access to a computer, or any nice clothing for that matter (packed boxes!) but I will try to keep updating this little thing I call my blog.

If any of my pals are in Edmonton and would like to see me, I will be slinging high quality Canadian goods at Nokomis for the month.

Last Day

Top: Joe, Silk Pants: Forever 21, Brogues: Salvatore Ferragamo, Vintage, Leopard Headband: Vintage.

Photos from my last day at Montauk. Goodbye beautiful exposed brick and distressed hardwood... I will miss you and your perfect photographic lighting.

Also, if there is ever a day to wear glorified pyjamas to work - the last day is definitely it.