it's all mine

cardigan: old navy
top: thrifted
skirt: thrifted
belt: thrifted
bag: thrifted dooney & bourke
shoes: aldo (circa 2008)
socks: joe fresh


The posts on IFB typically bother me, but I still go back check it every so often when I'm bored. At first I was really happy to read the headline - MAN-FLUENCE: A SINGLE GIRL’S GUIDE TO BLOGGING. So many fashion bloggers have boyfriends who take and edit their photos, code their blog, deal with the business side of things... I don't think this is WRONG by any means but it can be a little alienating to single girls, girls who aren't straight, girls who want to be single, girls who don't want their significant others to be involved with their blog (sup), and so on. So I thought, how NICE it is to have an article telling you that, hey, you can do it! You don't need a boyfriend with a fancy camera to take your blog photos! I was expecting something really empowering, you know?

Instead it's a post about writing to impress some imaginary dingus so that they'll want to bang you. Oh, cool!!

OK I get what the article is trying to say. That if you want your blog to succeed you need to make sure it's a confident and accurate representation of yourself. I get it! But what's with the weird heteronormative analogy they're using here to make you understand that? Proofread your entries and "be funny," just in case Mr. Right is watching. Bleh.

Keeping this blog as a means to impress a guy is the TOTAL OPPOSITE of what I'm doing here. The community that exists around style blogging is a cool womens safe-space to me. We're talking about style and fashion as it relates to ourselves, without taking male gaze into consideration. I'd rather keep that kind of attitude in Cosmo where it can go fester and die, thanks.

closet purge

The last time I did a clearout of my wardrobe was in January. I ended up with a big garbage bag and never donated it out of laziness. Today, I sucked it up and sorted through everything. EVERYTHING:



in this photo is every piece of clothing I own. Well, except for what I was wearing at the time and a small pile of stragglers left at my boyfriend's house. The closet and dresser were packed pretty full, the plastic bag contains all that stuff I said I was gonna donate in January, and the rest is pure dirty laundry. Oh and the white thing hanging out of the laundry basket is the handle to my Dust Buster, I thought that was a good place for it for some reason???

So fueled by my Ice Capp (also pictured above) I went through everything, starting with the dresser. I sorted things with these criteria in mind:

Things I wear often, that I like, that fit me: Keep pile
Things that are unique, things I loved that don't fit me anymore: Sell pile
Things I just wanted out of my house as soon as possible: Donate pile
Things missing buttons or shoes that need resoling: Mend pile
Things full of stains and holes beyond repair: Straight to the waste bin



So this is my dresser after sorting through everything, drawer by drawer. I also organized it slightly: Top drawer is for underwear and such, second is for pants and shorts (and some t-shirts), third is t-shirts, fourth is sweaters.



Lately when I do laundry I've found myself running out of hangers to put things on. When I went through everything in my closet, I was left with ALL OF THESE!



This is three huge garbage bags filled with clothes and shoes to donate. Instead of letting them sit around my room until I could con someone with a car into driving me to Value Village, I sucked it up and called a cab. These bags are gone now. Gone! seeya later, nice knowing ya.



My mending pile is on the chair, and the stuff on the bed is laundry I need to do. SO MUCH LAUNDRY.



My closet now. I also sorted through a huge basket of scarves I had on the shelf in here. I never wore ANY of them because they were up there out of sight. Now I have the ones I like tied on that bar where I can easily see them. I keep my belts on that bar as well. Note that I've also found a better home for my Dust Buster, HA.



And now I'm left with this: My sell pile. Local swap groups are full of flaky people and Canada Post is so overpriced that I don't know if selling online will be viable. Since the weather is so nice, I'm thinking a yard sale would be a good idea. Any Charlottetown ladies want to have one?

This whole process didn't take as long as I thought it would: about 2.5 hours, snack breaks included. Maybe it's because most of my clothes are from thrift stores (cheap), but I didn't find it hard to get rid of anything either. I also rediscovered lots of things I'd forgotten I owned, and I found my headphones which have been missing for MONTHS.

If you've been thinking of doing some closet-related spring cleaning, DO IT. It's easy! It doesn't take very long! It makes you feel real good afterwards!

sunnies and stuff

I've worn glasses since I was 8 and haven't owned a single pair of sunglasses in that time (save for one grim summer where I had those ugly clip-on ones). I actually have permanent, deep wrinkles on my forehead from squinting all the time. I figure it was time I sucked it up and bought these frames from Clearly Contacts with prescription sunglasses lenses. I feel so weird in them but I guess I'll get used to them. I also wanna know: is it rude to wear sunglasses indoors? Like, when you're picking up takeout or grocery shopping or something like that. I've gotten responses ranging from "nah who cares" to "yes but I do it anyway" to "it's douchey and sketchy" but idk how many times a day I can stand to fumble through my purse to switch to my regular glasses.

I also have to share this because it's the best thing I've seen lately: Birds attack Ottawa joggers Having a blackbird nest in your ponytail is absolutely the most twee and whimsical thing I can think of so I dunno why those women are swatting them away. I have personally been practicing for this to happen to me for YEARS.


This is how I dressed up for my Lady Gaga themed birthday party back in 2010.

Other stuff that caught my eye recently:



Last weekend I was watching the episode of the Simpson's where Otto drives up in the poolmobile and it got me thinkin' about pools that move. I googled "pools in trucks" and apparently this is a thing people do. I'm deadset on hanging out in a truck pool this summer. I made a pinboard of my faves.


I can't find the source of this picture for the LIFE of me, so if you know it, let ME know! Because I wanna give proper credit and I also want to get to know this chick.

Translating the printemps érable is a tumblr that translates French media about the student protests in Quebec right now. Canadian English media coverage hasn't been great, and I don't think US media has been covering it at all. Worth a read!


I had a hankering for some Pretty in Pink the other day so I watched in on Netflix. I hadn't seen it for years and !!!SPOILER ALERT!!! I am SO GLAD Molly Ringwalk stuck her nose in the script and made it so that Andie DIDN'T end up with Duckie in the end! On this viewing it was clear from the start that Duckie is your classic Nice Guy who thinks he's stuck in the friend zone. Gross! I still can't hate him though, his wardrobe and dance moves are still so good. And Andie's prom dress at the end is still so, so bad.