M for Mendocino tee; Costa Blanca pants (also worn here); House of Harlow 1960 necklace So I’m afraid that my outfit post today won’t be very exciting since I’ll be spending the larger part of my day moving heavy furniture. Instead I posted this pic of Mr. Hunter, Viggo, and I at Niagara Falls last night on the occasion of Viggo’s very first fireworks display (which was awesome by the way!) As you can see my outfit’s a little plain but I decided to include it because it’s a good

So I’m crossing something off my bucket list and having a quintessentially Canadian weekend by seeing the Hip at Butler’s Barracks in Niagara-on-the-Lake on the eve of Canada’s birthday, which also happens to be mine and Mr. Hunter’s fifth wedding anniversary. In terms of style, let’s just say it wasn’t Coachella but I did spy a few cute outfits with festival flava. Here are some pics of myself, my fellow concert goers (my sisters and their men), and some of the “street style”. Happy Canada Day everyone! Winner’s dress; vintage

Very vintage sunglasses courtesy of Ziversa Godfrey I was at my dad’s house last summer when I spied these glasses perched on his mother-in-law’s head. I told her that I liked them and Versa (the spryest nonagenarian you’ll ever meet), whipped them off her head and into my hands. This week has been their first real test drive and while I like their exaggerated shape, it’s hard to get used to the fit. The bottom of the frames press into my cheeks. I’m also wearing my favourite new lip colour,

Zara sandals; Costa Blanca cropped pants; Gap tank; Forever XI satchel pendant; Winners bag I got everything I’m wearing for a steal! The pants are a new purchase from the Costa Blanca store in the underground on Bloor. The store is closing so everything is on for 40% off the original price. Costs Blanca’s shady return policy (they basically don’t have one), and their less than stellar quality usually keep me away but I couldn’t resist these cheap and chic pants for $15. At that price I won’t lose sleep

Husband’s Neil Young t-shirt; Betsey Johnson sunglasses; and Gap straw hat. On Viggo: Gap v-neck t-shirt; H&M straw fedora If you’re like me, when it comes to T-shirts you’re on a perennial hunt for The One. My search has taken me everywhere from stylemint to Joe Fresh, and while I’ve scored some tees that are on permanent rotation in my closet, I’ve yet to find a tee that boasts the perfect neckline and that worn-in, airy thin-ness, in a neutral shade. So the search continues, but in the meantime I

In March my life completely changed. My husband and I welcomed our amazing baby boy, Viggo, and he is now my trusty sidekick when it comes to all things retail. Together we’ve clocked thousands of kilometers on his CityMini, hoping to strike sartorial gold (without having to spend it!). Lucky for us, this winter has been mild and on the few days that have actually been inclement, Viggo has soldiered on, taking in the sales—I mean sights—from behind the safety of his clear plastic weather shield. He’s every shopper’s dream

So I have this here blog and I feel like the first post should be the obligatory personal style post. I, like I imagine most other people do as well, have a guttural reaction to certain cuts or fabrics—things that just make me hum. Anyone who knows me knows that I have a penchant for baggy tops but—I have to say it—I was doing baggy long before Rachel Zoe handed LiLo a shirt with batwing sleeves to pair with her oversize Balenciaga. I was the kid who thought Dorothy was

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