I got invited to snap some pics at a photoshoot. It was a foggy and damp-chilly Sunday morning but once I entered the library of the Morin Center, Quebec City, where the event took place, the warm ambiance invaded me from within. My friend Olivia and her boss Angela were busy doing hair. Some girls were snacking on dried fruit and babbling relaxedly. That’s what chicks do, right? The coordinator and the creator of the Capelio hair accessory line that the shooting was for, Audrey, was there overlooking the fun. We got to talk a bit, realizing this wasn’t the first time that our paths crossed. Quebec City is quite unique in the sense that it is big yet every once in a while you run into peeps you’ve already been in contact with somehow.
I left the photoshoot jumping giddily. This is fashion – you, I, anyone willing and capable, creating something that transforms Sundays, lives and who knows what else. Most importantly, something that brings people together. Here’s where you can see more about Audrey’s creations: website, Etsy store and Instagram. The new Murder Mystery hair accessory collection will be released next spring. At Audrey’s Etsy store my season’s favorite is this red flower crown – perfect for the holidays!
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.
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
Le Chateau necklace
NYC Soho earrings
My friend Leesa has been visiting us for the past two weeks. She’s a former California girl so of course I took her to my beach. We had a sweet day strolling by the water, and then going out for coffee and ice-cream.
Having a friend over can be such a blessing. Living side by side lets you get to know each other on a totally new level. Leesa and I have crisscrossed Quebec City, hanging out at cafes and enjoying different parks under the summery weather that just keeps on going.
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Here’s what we did in the city of brotherly love. We literally ate our way thru Philly. The day trip started off with a Starbucks stop and a cinnamon swirl muffin savored in the car as the hot sun dawned for another scorching day. Once arrived in Philadelphia, we took a tour in Franklin Square Park. After that we ventured to the Constitution Museum where we kicked the visit off with a magnificent performance on American history.
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Lunch break happened at around 2pm at Reading Terminal Market, all culinary lovers’ paradise. I opted for a salad I myself composed from Tootsie’s Salad Bar with a cinnamon-cherry-walnut bagel, a flavor combo I had never tasted. The hubs had to give a try to the same Philly Steak sandwich as Obama had chosen. (The hubs already ate Obama approved cookies in Ottawa.) I took coffee to go from Old City Coffee and we headed out to check out the Liberty Bell where in 1776 the founding fathers rang in independence declaration from England.
Our dinner took place at Hard Rock Cafe. I went for Cobb Salad and a glass of Merlot. A delish choice. The hubby savored a mango-pineapple-bacon-cheeseburger, and loved it. We drove back to the Jersey Shore in the twilight after having checked out the Art Museum steps that Rocky ran up, as well as post me dancing at the Philadelphia City Hall. (Video on my Instagram.) So, our vacay is advancing along sweet tunes…
We drove up to Atlantic City to check out the East Coast gambling scene. Well, no moneying for this gal, but some outlet shopping yep. I found a pair of black and white pumps at Payless, a tank top at G for Guess and ballet flats. It’s not the first time that H&M as well as Forever 21 outlet shops leave me longing for more. Seems like their outlet stores are quite the end-of-it-all frock cemeteries.
After shoppin’ till droppin’, we headed out to the boardwalk via Starbucks. We sipped our coffees and munched on our cookies on a bench as people strolled by. Once nourished, we ventured on to check out each end of the boardwalk, stepping into some casinos every once in a while. The most impressive one was the Taj Mahal. A light show projected on a palace wall as well as the 10:15pm fireworks delighted us. After that it was time to grab a bite of delish pizza, mine veggie and his chicken ranch. Atlantic City most likely pales out in comparison to Las Vegas but you can have your sweet moment there. I know I did.
La Senza bra