My favorite fashion destination in Quebec City Les Signatures Quebecoises threw a Xmas party – and a rosé chic celebration it was. The store showcases local Canadian fashion designers. The trendy destination is on one the hypest streets in town, Saint Joseph.
What a cavalcade of electric blues. The second outfit is so me.
The fashion blogger in action. I opted for turquoise accents.
So cute these fur babies. Pouches and bags to keep you and your valued ones cozy.
Check out Marie-Josee Bergeron style. Chic and shock as I like it. Just the right dose of biker attitude… with champagne.
Here on the right the talented Marie-Josee and her creations.
This lace wonder caught my eye. Sexy as we like it here on Susu Paris Chic.
Marie-Josee Bergeron’s fashion show. A superb treat.
See, rosé was flowing… What “it girl” wouldn’t like that? And yes, we are all “it girls”.
This feather baby was tweeting out so hard… An uber chic handbag.
Last time at the spring party I won a Kärv tunic. I have loved it enormously. Check out more here.
Ralph Leroy in front of his collection. Check it out here. A sexy play of colors, materials and the flow of fabric… or of life. This was the second time I met the charmer and he does know how to make a woman feel like a lady.
Thank you so much for the invite! It was an exquisite moment of little pink pleasures.
Turquoise is the color of the moment… I dipped my little fingernails in it for some glam boost. The extremely chilly temps call for serious measures – like drinks with friends. I’m a red wine girl thru and thru. My years in Paris made me so.
This is our Canadian bunch – no one being from Canada. All flown here for one reason or another. Trying to get used to the uber low thermometer figures.
My Sweets likes his beverages honeyed. Whereas I’m a more of a brut Champagne buff.
Me and the local Cupcake Princess. This girl will whip the fairy cakes up whether baked or in jewelry. I enjoy my Indian inspired feathery-hair piece – what do you think? What is your beat-the-cold recipe? The upcoming weekend I’ll be relaxing in a Vermont spa, sipping more cocktails.
Vero Moda top, Arden hair jewelry, Sirens nail polish
When I popped up on 8th Avenue in New York from the Penn Station undergrounds, the first question a girl asked me was “where did you get those boots?” “Umm, Ca-na-dah” I replied, realizing that I actually am now from that country. Not an identity I’m used to.
That morning it had snowed like crazy when the hubs and I pulled my suitcase to the station. And there I had arrived to a rainy, September balmy feeling NYC. With these, there almost exaggeratedly warm boots of mine. But they got meself some jazzy attention – later on alike. The stuff you guys I know I twirl for.
Yesterday I caught myself by surprise. I wandered on the snowy streets – and actually found it quite nice. Such a winter hater that I am. I had had some Starbucks, then walked my friend home, now was I free to amble along some more.
I’m a walker thru and thru. But an urban one. Give me anything – parks, bridges, avenues, alleys. I ain’t picky. I foot my way away. But big forests. Vast nature spaces. far from the closest museum of coffee shop. I start feeling itchy. The best moments are when the city is slowly calming down for the night, and I savor my path. Taking the time to peek in. Enjoying thoughts that emerge.
I’ve started pondering on my summer escape. I know, too early, but hey. I’d like to go on an East Coast road trip. New England, Boston, why not even the Carolinas. Follow my beloved Atlantic Coast. Any good places in mind?
Business should be picking up this week. Half of my daily bread is now from my own company. That feels great. Slowly but surely this lady is venturing her way in.
The Limited dress, H&M cardi, Aldo boots