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I Prefer Blondes

I Prefer Blondes

Off from Hollywood Boulevard, in front of the Chinese Theater, there’s a plaque saying “I Prefer Blondes” with Marilyn Monroe’s handprints forever caught into it. It’s been too long I last saw it, but I still remember. Marilyn Monroe was a woman of charm. She dared to wear red lips and to be herself. Her body was curvy and full of life. Men and women alike still find her beauty and lifestyle captivating.

When I wear this shirt – that I found at a small store on the French Riviera – I cannot but take in some of that Marilyn energy. It makes me proud to be a blonde. The kind that uses her head to go places, but who also is thankful for her feminine assets.

Every woman is beautiful, blonde or not. We just have to figure out our personal style, what boosts our unique personality. I love reading fashion blogs and rejoicing over bloggers that have “made it big”, that are collaborating and going to events. I celebrate their success and take in that sweetness. Their looks inspire me and give me ideas on how to enjoy life even more – in my unique blonde head.

French Riviera shirt
Sirens leggings
Payless pumps
Le Chateau necklace
NYC Soho earrings

I Prefer Blondes

I Prefer Blondes

I Prefer Blondes

I Prefer Blondes

I Prefer Blondes

I Prefer Blondes

I Prefer Blondes

I Prefer Blondes

I Prefer Blondes

I Prefer Blondes

Pink Apple

Pink Apple

I love pink. With all my heart. Pink let’s me be who I am – funky, playful and funny. Pink sorts out the people I want to hang out with. People that have an open mind. Individuals that dream and don’t take themselves super seriously.

The Big Apple challenges you as well. It inspires you to write your own unique story in the continuum of millions of stories. Someone has been there before you, done that, yet it is possible to try and make it unique.

Forever 21 sweater
Girls Only (Soho) leggings
Cougar boots
Claire’s earrings

Pink Apple

Pink Apple

Pink Apple

Pink Apple

Pink Apple

Pink Apple

Pink Apple

Pink Apple

Pink Apple

Pink Apple

New York Pink

New York Pink

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.

New York Pink

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.

New York Pink

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.

New York Pink

New York Pink

New York Pink

New York Pink

New York Pink

New York Pink

Vintage Finds in NYC

Vintage Finds in NYC

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…)

Vintage Finds in NYC

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.

Vintage Finds in NYC

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.

Vintage Finds in NYC

Vintage Finds in NYC

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.

Vintage Finds in NYC

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.

Vintage Finds in NYC

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.

Vintage Finds in NYC

Vintage Finds in NYC

Vintage Finds in NYC

Vintage Finds in NYC

Brooklyn Baby

Brooklyn Baby

The Bridge. That one. The beautiful. The same that the girls of Sex and the City crossed hand in hand. At the moment I’m working on a painting in which the Brklyn Bridz’ keeps its shape yet borrows its coloring from San Francisco. It’s amusing to see my clients’ reactions as they venture out post class and stop to ask “which bridge in the US is this now’. A little chic and shock of shuffling concepts.

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Brooklyn Baby

Here I present you my chic buddy for the day – niece Lisa. It is amazing what hanging out with a young chick can do. Forever 21 we sure were! I love the ‘I’ll figure things out as I go” vibe. Interestingly, I was more a “cheap and sexy” looks kind of a store magnet, Lisa an “American made apparel”, a  wise and eco-conscious shopper.

Brooklyn Baby

Staten Island view over the Apple. Go Staten or go home! I definitely recommend hopping on the free ferry. No waits, you get to see the Stat’ of Lib  up close, and the service runs smoothly.

Brooklyn Baby

New York is like Paris – you cannot but love it in all seasons. It’s a question of affection for the place. Since mine is unconditional for both of the above, the ride is biased, and oh so sweet. What is it that makes my heart bounce? The energy. The enthusiasm to make it there. And then make it anywhere. You don’t need to live in Glam Town – just get regular shots to treat your newyorkivitis.

Brooklyn Baby

Oh social media when you’ve got us hooked! I find this pic hilarious. But yeah, we do also talk to each other face to face.

Brooklyn Baby

What is the Brooklyn bliss then? It’s been “thah place to be” for a while now. I adore Brooklyn’s immigrant history. I’m an immigrant – times three (USA, France and Canada). In my times, we fly them planes. So I have high respect for the bygone ship eras. The courage that was needed to leave it – all – behind, and never return. Bravery and determination. Something I want to have in my life, too. Work in progress but I do keep striving.

Brooklyn Baby

Brooklyn was also the African-American neighborhood. A culture I feel very close and drawn to. It’s as if I had been born to that groove. I appreciate the black history and heritage. There’s soul, and substance to the words.

Brooklyn Baby

Today chic Manhattanites have spilled over to Brooklyn. The same happens in Paris – any big city in the world, I’m sure. Blocks get a lifting. Prices rise. This brings in a new vibe. Waves come in, and then flush out. It’s interesting to observe.

Brooklyn Baby

My Brooklyn joins people from both sides of the river. Ideologies and cultures collide – in sweet harmony.

Brooklyn Baby

Brooklyn Baby

USA My Love

USA My Love

I found this sweater on Broadway in Soho, NYC. The mural is in Lower East Side. That’s where I slept. My hubs spotted the graffiti and insisted we venture out there to shoot. I wear my flag shirt with pride. It’s the perfect sweater for an English teacher. I carry the American spirit preciously in my heart. It’s part of who I am.

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USA My Love

I have so many good memories of life lived in the U.S. So many dear friends met. Stateside or outside. America to me is the land where my heart feels contented.

USA My Love

The past three years spent in Canada have taught me a lot about the silent northern neighbor. Life here is very much equivalent to the one south of the border. Social issues seem to be better handled. Gun problems don’t really exist.

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Adjusting to a place and making it home takes a while. Every time. Packing my life up and coming to Canada was my third international move. I thought I had it all nailed down. Not quite so. Quebec City challenged me by being different from what I had expected – even though I tried my best to not have had preconceived ideas. They are really hard to avoid. Anticipating the times to come is part of being a human.

USA My Love

Three years post our move from Paris, I’m getting truly used to this Frenchified America. French Canada is actually a neat and unique combination of France and America. Nowhere else will you find this mix. Fashion happens here. Big time. Why? Because I, for one, make it happen. Whatever you long for, invite it in. Do you best to have it. Embrace it. Cherish it.

USA My Love

This Friday I will be hosting a soiree at my place – Quebec City Glamour Night. We’ll dine with wine and do color analysis (a cool site I found here as our guide). I’ll shoot pics for the blog featuring the outfits we’ve chosen according to everyone’s unique color maps. After that we’ll head out clubbing.

USA My Love

So yep, my American dream is going on strong. I’m doing what I feel in my heart to be the right thing to do at the moment. I have a reason to be here, right now, and I’m hugging that arms open. Heart full of American spirit, body energized by enthusiasm.

USA My Love