Sunday, 25 January 2015
Why hello there. I'm just popping in quickly to show you this AMAZING jacket from Valentino's Men's FW15 collection (photo by the Sartorialist), plus two links a friend shared earlier today, excited at the possible return of this defining fad of his youth: flares for men. This is thrilling news if you ask me, and whether they really come back is of little importance. I will be out there with my newly found, perfect 70s flares on, proud to have an excuse to wear them - since, you know, Men's fashion says so.
Wednesday, 1 October 2014
|The extent of the situation. The only thing missing is the big box of sweaters that lives under my bed during the warmer months and my entire vintage stock which is off-limits, but definitely not an excuse.|
You see, I really, truly want to visit the UK next Spring. I received some traveling money from my parents for my graduation, and I'd like to built up on that fund especially as I've had to take a bit from it to pay for mundane things. I felt very guilty doing so, and I really want to push myself to keep my eyes on my great shiny traveling goal. Traveling, and the knowledge I can be resolute enough to save up to do so will be much more gratifying than any new sweater, no matter how fluffy or soft (here, I'm picturing an actual sweater from work I've been coveting, oh dear).
I put together a few rules to keep myself in check especially as shopping is part of my job. I do some buying for both the vintage shops where I work and the online vintage shop I own, and not mixing shopping and professional buying will probably be the most challenging aspect of keeping to my new resolution. There's a few things that, should they appear, I won't pass up (the perfect grey cardigan and a pair of dressy pants come to mind - my finickiness regarding both is enough to maintain my integrity towards my goals), but I won't actively seek out or buy anything online as I tend to do. High street stores are not a danger with me, but the low price vintage shops where I work can be incredibly tempting and I will have to prepare a lovely mental slideshow of various UK locations to keep me afloat on the bad days. Or maybe I should make myself a travel tip jar, in which could I tip myself on days when I feel like I need to be rewarded? Stevie talked about star charts in her great *motivational* post about her frugal goals, and I plan to start one for myself - total Camille-bait.
But before all else, I need to be honest with you, or I'll feel like an impostor: I sorely need a few pairs of black tights and will not refrain from procuring them, travel tip jar or not.
It felt very good to check today as a successful day in my diary, and I think the experience will provide me with an undeniable proof to a theory I've been harboring for quite some time: that I'm actually always wearing a variation of the same thing.
Stevie and I have already started documenting our (one) daily outfit(s) on instagram under the tag #oldootd, and I'm looking forward to seeing what Fiona comes up with. You're very welcome to join us - there's nothing like company to keep (my) motivation up!
Tuesday, 19 August 2014
|Weirdly enough, this photo wasn't even posed - I thank the drunken friend of a friend who broke my hat's chin elastic, a good gust of wind, and my dad's fondness for photography.|
Monday, I'm leaving for a short trip to New York and Brooklyn, where I've never been. Everyone I tell is surprised a 24 year-old eastern Canadian like me has never been, but as I've
Please do let me know of any places I absolutely must visit, or if you'd like to meet and grab a coffee!
Wednesday, 16 July 2014
Friday, 20 June 2014
Mood - June 2014.
Over the past 5 years, the summer jobs I held were all in freezing, over-air-conditioned spaces, if not real fridges. Therefore, I haven't had to truly dress for summer full-time since 2009. But this summer, things are different. I have a new job - more on that soon - and the new sartorial opportunities it offers are particularly exciting to me. Suddenly, everything sleeveless gets worn, I've gotten enough wear out of that silk tank from Boxing Day 2008 for it to finally redeem itself as a judicious purchase, 5+ years later. Above are a number of images including elements that have been appealing to me lately: soft and muted colours, grey-blues, moss greens, and sunset tangerines; mixes of workwear and flowy fabrics; soft, very worn t-shirts; good, messy, too-clean hair; sheer beige socks (Cheap Date was right all along); and embracing glasses, trying to anyway.
Sources: Chantal Anderson, Andy Grellman, Tali by Styleclicker, Greta Villiger by Maya Villiger, Ultramarine Vintage, Elise Mesner, Margaret Howell 2012 (?) ad.
Sunday, 4 May 2014
Hello! Just a quick note to let you know that Joy's interview with me is up on her blog Fried Rice Connoisseur. On the menu: uniforms, vintage and the democratisation of fashion, and Montréal tips. Thank you Joy, it was great to have you over!
I'm slowly getting used to the beat of not having hundreds of pages to compose, and you should see some frequent-ish posting here very soon.
P.S. If I may say, Oulipo the cat simply does not take well to being picked up or photographed, ever, but fortunately was not as distressed as he may appear.
Saturday, 8 March 2014
I've been having a bit of a stylistic identity crisis lately. Blame it on the still very wintery weather around here, or on the fact I've been trying to grow back bad haircut upon bad haircut for the past 4 months, I've been finding it difficult to write concisely about style here even though I've been meaning to and wanting to. I've made terrible purchase decisions since we last spoke, and I think I might start posting my purchases here for the sake of shaming myself into keeping things in check... we'll see. In the meantime, I'm trying to reconcile the above (glamorous, a bit eccentric, a bit out of the ordinary) with this (classic, minimalistic), because it's when I attempt the first, which I love, that I make 'mistakes' that make me feel uncomfortable.
Sources, clockwise from left: 1, 2, 3, 4, 5, 6.
Sources, clockwise from left: 1, 2, 3, 4, 5, 6.