The Canadian end of winter has been acting up. On our recent journey, we ended up booking a hotel in Montreal just to spend the night. The ordeal wasn’t planned, yet it turned out fun. We enjoyed what the bar and cuisine had to offer, along with my complementary Starbucks fix. Nothing better to paint a smile on my face upon wake up.
I’ve really been mindful of cultivating a positive attitude towards the weather, among other things. I can’t change nor shorten the Canadian winter. So I will simply accept it, work around it. I’ve been roasting veggies – mmm, the yummy smell spreading across my place as I’m writing this – and just enjoying the freezing air walks. Happiness radiates from within. It has very little to do with the temps. But finding your sparkle is the hardest.
I really love coffee. Especially that of Starbucks. There’s something so smooth and a bit smoky to its taste. These pictures were shot at another coffee shop, actually physically the closest to my place, Second Cup. Their coffee is more acidic in my mouth, but their pastries are better. At Starbucks I go for a chocolate chip cookie, the few times I actually buy food, and at Second Cup I fall for their lemon poppy seed scone, even if I usually am not a huge scone lover.
I make it a point to visit my favorite cafes several times a week. My work schedule is very scattered throughout the day. I typically work both in the morning late into the evenings. In the time space between, I try to make the most of my free moments. That includes long walks in the city and its parks as well as lunch or afternoon coffee hangouts. I usually pack some healthy food with me along with a magazine. I read some articles and also write down creative things or just journal on the magazine pages. My glossies are full of handwritten notes, and I love it that way.
Time for myself is my way of centering. My work is very sociable. I am always with students. I take pride in being encouraging and focused. That needs counterbalancing. To be able to give as I wish, I need to upload. Those coffee shop lingerings provide me with a savory way to enjoy life when I can in a simple way.
We spent an awesome time visiting Burlington, Vermont. In these pics you can see the University of Vermont campus. The city seems very young, lots of college kids out and about. I like the vibes that come with that.
The first thing I did was savoring a yummy coffee at Muddy Waters. Subsequently, we strolled down Church Street – the main street around which everything is centered. We went to the Farmers Market that takes place on Saturdays 10-1pm in the park behind the City Hall on Church Street. It was a fun experience with lots of tasting opportunities. I sampled some delish cheddar. Like any self-respecting college kid, for dinner we had pizza at Junior’s Downtown. Their basil-tomato-garlic number did the trick as we sat on the terrace and people-watched.
I’m more known for my glamour-loving, sparkle-subjugated take on style. But, I do admit that being somewhat of a fashion victim, I usually end up caving in to a fad or two. I try to do that in moderation. I also strive on thinking how to integrate those latest hype Forever 21 pieces into my overall wardrobe in the long haul. I hate accumulating stuff, in general, so everything that enters my condo has a precise role and purpose.
Plaid shirts have been around long enough now to catch my attention, too. This one is from the aforementioned retail chain. I love me some regular doses of Forevah most likely because their name speaks to the core of my being. I have no intention on getting beyond the legal drinking age. Back to plaids though. I have a penchant for country music – don’t ask, so unexpected huh – and so dressing up cowgirl style kicks my style butt just the right way. The bygone weekend the hubs and I DIYed my pair of jeans, as well. Boy, was that fun.
Spring is pumping in my veins. Yesterday I walked over 3 hours, from a coffee meet with a new friend to a quick sub bite before a play – polished off with a nightly walk in the city back home. My legs want to go. I have no choice but to ride along. Yeehaw!
There’s something boosting about dolling yourself up and hitting the town. Be it for drinks, a night club dance galore or just strolling around crepuscular boulevards, I urge you to get out there every once in a while. Lately I’ve worked quite a lot. My company has required more work input. I adore what I do. That makes it all easier. On the counterpart, I need to unwind. A friend hosted a pink themed girls’ nite. That was just what I needed.
To me it’s very important to enjoy the different times of the day. I like to get out and about. Doing yoga poses and dance steps as the sun is setting is a real treat in my books. I like to go out for energizing walks in between clients. Oxygen sweetly caresses my whole being and life seems lighter.
I got a French press coffee maker from a friend. I’ve mindfully enjoyed my vanilla hazelnut Van Houtte coffee. Such a joy to prepare the warm beverage. Wait for it to simmer. Then pour it into my Miami Starbucks cup. Take the time to indulge.
It’s mid winter. Yet my spirits are sweetly high. There’s no particular reason for my bubbliness. And it is exactly that which feels even sweeter. Being happy for no reason. A client came and gave me a green smoothie he had prepared. He said “I know you like that’ with a big smile. I’ve finished the vitamin packed treat and now it’s time to get going. Energy flowing… out to you!
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!