woah its june

My camera cable is MIA.
But my fashiony-ness seems to be thrashing its tail down in the murky waters of my brain. Yesterday I went shopping, had far too much coffee, read British Vogue and then couldn't sleep due to visions of a certain Club Monaco Blue skirt that is haunting me with its perfection.
Sadly, Club Monaco has a terrible website and is Canadian so not many people know about it. But it is fantastic. I habitually poach the men's shirt section for comfy oversized tops and it's lovely. And they make some of the best skirts I've found at the under $200 range.

But I was really going to post about Lara Stone and how pretty she is, and not go on a tangent about the skirt I am lusting over.
She is my current inspiration - rough around the edges but unapologetic about it and sexy as hell. Not that any of that is news to tons of people. I just want to somehow acknowledge it.

green

My garden is growing! These pictures are my second set of window-sill starters - lettuce and bok choi and pansies. Peas and cucumbers and strawberries have been moved outside with general success. Radishes and sunflowers are also going strong... and I'm waiting on the rest. It's turning into quite the project.





As I result of all of this gardening, fashion has been abandoned. Sport shorts, first t-shirt at hand and hiking boots. My new uniform. There's constantly dirt under my nails and blisters on my feet.
But then Woo Vintage moved right next to my work on Main Street. I have found in the last little while that vintage stores on Main Street are very picked over, but Woo Vintage has stock that isn't the same tired plaid shirts and knit pullovers.
I found this neat little broach. Made of leather, it's a lady slipper orchid.

jumpsuits and saris

It's amazing what you can find in a thrift store.











Knit strawberries on bell-bottom pants.



Gannnngsta.





This jacket was Miu Miu. But kind of clownish.



Last stop was a coffee shop where I took this lovely macro right before dropping my camera right in the coffee. But if it breaks.... I can't say I'll be too sad.

Glint

We were both having terrible days today, and so rather than do something constructive, we went shopping.
In retrospect, it's a bad idea to go to Gravity Pope when you have just spent two and a half months of your clothes budget on one pair of boots.

We tried on Fryes. So very comfortable. After making a pile of boxes, we made vague promises about coming back and buying a pair... I think the sincerity of those promises was mostly wishful thinking.

The situation got worse when I was suddenly transfixed by the sight of my absolute favorite Christopher Kane t-shirt in the Gravity Pope 'tailored goods' side (it sounds so high brow, and it is). So very soft. And the rest of the store was full of clearance Comme des Garcons, Rag and Bone, Alexander Wang, Opening Ceremony...

Some days, though, there's no need to actually buy anything. The experience of just gliding happily into the store, stroking the fabric, cooing over the unattainable... a little fantasy land.

Here's a few things that have caught my eye lately. The ring in particluar. It's made by Alkemie, a company out of LA that creates everything out of reclaimed metals. A store on Main St. here in Vancouver carries them, and I fell in love. I'm a big fan of all of their animal rings, the wolf, the hedgehog and the octopus. Take a look and find your favorite.

Glint by flashbang featuring Opening Ceremony