Peachy Cheeks n’ Yummy Treats

Peachy Cheeks n' Yummy Treats

Rue Saint Joseph in Quebec City has some yummy bakeries and interesting bars and city culture in general. We took a stroll and savored some yummy French style delicacies along with Starbucks coffee. I love hanging out with the hubs. First we take a long walk, use up all those calories, then reward ourselves with something warm and comforting.

It’s been a long time waiting for spring to arrive. Yesterday it seemed to have finally appeared, today we’re back to rain-rain-rain. I was able to squeeze in a morning run though. I’ve kicked off the season – and boy, does it feel good.

We’re heading to Boston on Friday so next time I’ll hail from there.

Peachy Cheeks n' Yummy Treats

Peachy Cheeks n' Yummy Treats

Peachy Cheeks n' Yummy Treats

Peachy Cheeks n' Yummy Treats

Peachy Cheeks n' Yummy Treats

Peachy Cheeks n' Yummy Treats

Peachy Cheeks n' Yummy Treats

Peachy Cheeks n' Yummy Treats

Peachy Cheeks n' Yummy Treats

Peachy Cheeks n' Yummy Treats

Peachy Cheeks n' Yummy Treats

Peachy Cheeks n' Yummy Treats

Spring Parade

Spring Parade

Quebec City hosted the cross-country skiing world cup finale last week so subsequently the Saint Patrick’s Parade was postponed until this weekend. The hubs and I enjoyed watching the marching bands parade from our fave cities like New York, Boston or Chicago. There was a lot of Celtic music in the air. Spring’s on its way.

In Canada spring looks different from other places. Here it means the remains of snow. We keep looking at the lingering  snowbanks and occasionally wonder when they’ll give space to new buds. In this outfit I wanted to have fun with transitional clothes. Cold shoulders and ripped jeans. Showing more skin again after all the covered up winter months.

Spring Parade

Spring Parade

Spring Parade

Spring Parade

Spring Parade

Spring Parade

Spring Parade

Spring Parade

Spring Parade

Spring Parade

Spring Parade

Spring Parade

Spring Parade

Coffee Love

Hitting Anxiety at its Core

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.

Hitting Anxiety at its Core

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.

Hitting Anxiety at its Core

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.

Hitting Anxiety at its Core

Hitting Anxiety at its Core

 

Quebec City Trends

Quebec City Trends

I’ve let myself be carried away by life this summer. Now that August is winding to its end, I think I’ll be more present on my dear blog. Writing out here gives me a unique kind of pleasure. Since I’m doing this for fun, I impose myself no schedule whatsoever.

I have a new idea for the blog. Since I am very active in the English-speaking community of Quebec City, I want to write more about those events, along with my personal trend experiments. I’m a very sociable person so connecting online and outside is pivotal for my wellbeing. That’s why I’ve created many events around town.

The newest of them: a free fitness class that takes place every Saturday 10-11a.m. at my church Chalmers-Wesley United Church of Canada. We had our first class last Saturday and six people came. It felt nice to be teaching aerobics again after a decade long break. The next class is on September 10. On Labor Day weekend I’m heading to Burlington, Vermont.

Quebec City Trends

Quebec City Trends

Quebec City Trends

Quebec City Trends

Quebec City Trends

Quebec City Trends

Quebec City Trends

Quebec City Trends

Plaid Shirt Bandwagon

Plaid Shirt Bandwagon

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 Shirt Bandwagon

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.

Plaid Shirt Bandwagon

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!

Plaid Shirt Bandwagon

Plaid Shirt Bandwagon

Plaid Shirt Bandwagon

Plaid Shirt Bandwagon

Plaid Shirt Bandwagon

Plaid Shirt Bandwagon

Plaid Shirt Bandwagon

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Plaid Shirt Bandwagon

About Life in Quebec City

About Life in Quebec City

Quebec City is where I have lived for four years now. Today I can’t quite pinpoint why I came here. I guess I was somewhat bored with my Parisian life. Ten years there had given me enough time to roam thru the city, and be left wanting for something else.

I knew very little about Canada prior to moving here. As most Americans, I thought it was English speaking all around. A little before our departure I understood that there also was a French speaking minority, and I figured it’d be about half of the population in the province of Quebec. Wrong! In Quebec City, upon arrival, I realized that this is America but in French. Everything is the same but with careful attention to saying it in French. Well, not everyone though.

About Life in Quebec City

So, Quebec City is a place of extremes. There are folks that are the sweetest. Very generous and easy going. Then you hear about stubborn separatist opinions, yet I’ve never met anyone like that face to face, peeps that think they are unique. Since I also like my native language, I live my life as if I were back home America, practically I am. Everywhere I go I spread the kind odor of English, the blonde gal that speaks that way, and I like my special image.

About Life in Quebec City

Quebec City is the safest place I can name you on the American Continent. People care about you. You can leave your stuff when you go order your Starbucks. Folks smile and wish you a good day. Baristas remember your order “the usual grande Americano, right?’ and the general vibe is middle class kind and calm.

About Life in Quebec City

I do catch myself dreaming about New York, Boston or Miami but… Then I have to ask myself “what is it that I long for from those places?” Here I am free to venture out wherever whenever my little heart desires. No limits, no fears. Social scene here is pretty much up to me. Recently I realized that I’ve started enjoying more wine nights with friends compared to huge night clubs. There is only one art museum in the city. As an artist myself, deep down it is more rewarding to do my own stuff versus that of spectating others.

About Life in Quebec City

As for now my business is thriving here and my downtown condo provides me with a comfy hiding place where to advance on the journey of life. I never ever imagined finding myself in Quebec City but hey now that I am “I’ll live American the French way for a while longer”.

About Life in Quebec City

I hope you’ve enjoyed this post, stepping outside of fashion for a bit. Next time I’ll be back with the usual vogue vibes. Have a good one – I’m off to the sugar shack wearing trendy, what else!

About Life in Quebec City

About Life in Quebec City

About Life in Quebec City

About Life in Quebec City

About Life in Quebec City

About Life in Quebec City

About Life in Quebec City