I’ve been on the travel mode again. A friend couple and us drove down to Toronto. It was my first time touring North America’s fourth largest city – only Mexico city, NYC and LA beat Toronto in size.
Toronto has many similarities with New York. Yonge Street compares to Fifth Avenue, Dundas Square made me think of Times Square. They had a hefty Forever 21 just opposite another shopping hot spot the Eaton Center. Toronto has a lot happening construction wise. Sky scrapers are being built. That’s a sign of a city going forward. I grabbed a cup of Starbucks and walked around, marveling at all the snazzy graffiti. Big city inspires me to push my fashion experiments. I took home extra energy to walk down my daily catwalk – when catching my transportation off to work.
Charlotte Russe jeans
Old Navy belt
H&M hair bow
We al have our key words. The ones that we bounce around the most often in our talks with friends and such. You know, the word cloud that you can see in the side bar of this blog. The key words of our lives define us, and they also change throughout time. When you get a grip on your key words, you can gain precious information about being the unique you.
So what are my key words? I’ll try and list up some sweet things that make my heart throb… New York, pink (duh!), Starbucks, dark chocolate, red wine, champagne, latino music, coffee shops, deep discussions and Jesus. These all coexist in unorganized harmony.
I need New York in my life because it symbolizes a place for dreaming. I need pink because it boosts me and lets my soul free – to be who I really am inside. I affectionate Starbucks since I love the concept of it. When I used to browse Paris, on those solitary walks I’d pop in a Starbucks and get a cup of American sweetness. When at the beginning I had tough times here in Quebec City, I’d rejoice over the proximity of a Starbucks. I’d dress pretty and make a trip over there, journaling in my magazine and gathering my strength to make it one day farther.
My little heart definitely says yes to spring. I ditched my winter jacket, and it felt like I had shed ten pounds. Here is an outfit for going out. The red accents give me the chic touch I’m always looking for. We saw two rock bands in concert, Sabaton and Nightwish. What a magical night. As we strolled a bit post show in the nightly downtown, I bathed in contentment.
Look at the cutie that spent some time with us as his parents were under the Caribbean sun. Salto would follow me wherever I went. When clients came, he’d sit next to them, and learn English, too.
Now my heart is jumping of joy since a dear friend from NYC is coming over for a few weeks. I get to have my “soul sister” over for a while and we’ll have time to indulge in Starbucks, red wine, girl talk and plans that make dreams come reality.
In some cases friends become closer than your siblings. Your heart chooses. Affinities are formed. Life is shared.
I believe in letting your journey go as it must. I trust in not forcing relationships. People find time for you if you truly count. That is a sweet and clarifying thought.
I know that today my sister is about to fly over – and I heart that!
My sis and I wanted to do some vintage shopping in midtown Manhattan. We found a huge flea market a couple of blocks west from Bryant Park. I enjoyed rummaging thru the ample amount of glam accessories.
My style relies very heavily on accessorizing. Lots of people think I have a huge wardrobe – when in reality I operate with a very limited selection. I get rid of – mostly donate to the local charitable organization – anything that I haven’t worn in two years tops. I need my closet to be clear and desire-provoking. I always get excited about a new-seeming piece of clothing. The typical girl problem – nothing to wear and not enough space where to put them frocks – isn’t my Achilles’ heel. (Heels do I though love…)
I like fiddling with skirts like these – but in reality I know I’d never wear them. I only go for mini skirts. I gave a maxi dress a go a while ago. I really did not wear that puppy more than twice.
NYC is an excellent place to stumble upon jewels like these. The passage of many people ends up in treasures from across the globe. I have a thing for Cameo brooches. I have a ring that I inherited from my late French mom-in-law.
What’s fun is collecting the pieces that make your own style from the different places that you pass thru. The heart-shaped necklace I’m sporting in this outfit was a find from London. Whenever I wear it, it makes me think of my trip there one early spring.
Right now I’m looking at a sweetly low-key end of the week. There’s a gospel concert a friend of mine invited me to. The hubs and I will also take a walk in the woods and then go for some 3-dollar all-you-can-eat maple taffy at a sugar shack located in the forest, the location of which a client revealed to me.
Spring is the perfect time to gather up the bits and pieces of your life, sharpen up your style and sit down at a coffee shop and make some exciting plans. I’m looking at more jogging outdoors, more fruit and veggie cooking experiments – oatmeal bakes and veggie stir fries- and more time with friends, either visiting, on trips or just hanging out on terraces.
Do you have a bikini butt? Of course you do. We all do.
My title is a dash provocative, I know. Call it my rebellious side. Or maybe the desire to stir up conversation. Or to empower us, wo-men. Or simply to steal a soupcon of attention in this crazy info era of ours.
So, you got that bum or not? It’s all in your head, grrl.
I used have a complex because my skin tone. Too white, pale… Blanche Neige – Snow White – a guy once yelled after me in Paris. I considered answering back garcon au chocolat – chocolate boy, but since that ain’t the classy style how I strive to roll, I restrained myself.
Being at ease in your body is a process. My philosophy: I do my best in taking care of my shape by eating clean and doing sports daily. I’m actually teeny weeny proud of the fact that at 40 I’m still able to rock rather slim a figure. It takes a little work but not that much either. The more veggies and fruit I eat, the less I candy crave. Doing sports – be it galloping on that stepper of mine or heading out for a cross-country ski spree always ends up lifting my energy levels. By spending energy I get more in return.
Talking about bikinis, here’s the newest from Victoria’s Secret. Go on, take a peek and daydream of summer.
I watched on TLC a new show called My Big Fat Fabulous Life. The star of the show is Whitney, a courageous girl who got sick and because of her illness gained a lot of weight. She’s always loved dancing and now she’s back teaching it. Whitney said in an after the first season interview, aired last week on TLC, that she gets contacted by obese and anorexic women alike. These issues all derive from the same root – do I love and accept my body or not? I’m proud to say that I do a lot more than a couple of years ago. No one’s perfect but if you work hard at it, you’ll get closer to a calm internal place when you can just rush off to the beach… and simply enjoy life!
Canada definitely is cold in January. We’re at the very high peak of the frostbitten magic. Snowland par excellence. These wintery months throw certain challenges at us. I long to remain chic and uniquely glamorous no matter how low the temps should drop. Here’s a look at my cold weather outerwear. I base my trust in spicing up colors, tight fitting jeans and pants, fur and faux fur accessories and hair details that catch the eye.
Form-hugging clothes are my thing. They make me feel sexy. I embrace the leggings and skinny jeans mania. It’s just so flattering for a girl. You feel well in your pumps and booty. I celebrate my body by the frock choices I make. I walk hips swinging more when I feel powerful in my clothes.
Cold weather is something you do get used to. I had spent ten years in the mild winters of Paris before moving here. The first gasp of freezing air had me tantalized. How will this be possible, livable? Gradually though, I did get used to it. I started rocking mini skirts even in the middle of the winter. Now I go out skating in way below zero temps. Then venture back home or stop by at Starbucks – and you can imagine how doubly rewarding holding that hot cup of Americano feels! My polished fingernails smile with the warming up fingertips.
The important thing is – unique style and trendy looks are possible in any climate. You have to study your unique situation with it’s challenges, and then make it happen.
Now I’ll finish my vanilla hazelnut coffee and get on the road to go visit a friend of mine in the Southern part of the state. Good weekend, y’all chic chicks!