Teen Wolf

This is what my night consisted of.... pretty fantastic if you ask me!

My Backpack Has Jets

Now even though I'm not going to school in the fall I still get excited when I see these cute little numbers in stores. These packs are perfect for most things other then school anyways- beach days, sleepovers, yoga whatever you may please! First three packs are by Roxy and the last three by Billabong. 

Summer Chill

If your anything like me or maybe this only happens in Canada but after a long day of being in the water and having the sun crisp your skin by the time night time rolls around all you want is your comfy cozies to keep the chill away. Here are a few pieces I came across from Quiksilver that I'm already dying to jump in to.

my guilty pleasure

Hair envy

My hair is finally growing back after my mid life crisis hair butchering. Its only taken FOREVER! Please remind me that next time I think its a good idea to cut ALL of my hair off.. its not. ITS A VERY BAD BAD IDEA! That is all. Now for some hair envy. Thank you.

I might be melting....

Babe-a-licious

I'm thinking I should probably shimmy over to the beach tomorrow morning (if you can even call them that here in Canada.. for reals) Since I'm lacking what you call a tan and these two girls below (insert arrow pointing down here) are seriously kicking my non beach body ass with their smokin hot bods! Speaking of which I should probably shimmy to the mall as well and pick me up a new swimmer. (Hunny if you are reading this just pretend you didn't read the last part) Lates.

do you smell that?

It's quite wonderful to me how just listening to a song from my past can fill my mind with beautiful images of what used to be. It can be almost eery because I find I don't just remember these events that occurred while listening to specific songs but I start to believe I can smell the atmosphere, whether it be the spice of a cinnamon stick or the stench of burning firewood filling my lungs. Its strange to me just thinking of these things at this very moment pops images of playing scrabble in a friends cabin in the woods straight into my train of thought. I try very hard most days to live in the moment and focus on what's going on around me but I find it hard when I'm just driving and I have to pull myself away from daydreaming of old days. I always used to think I had a terrible memory and that I could never recall things that happened to me as a child but I believe its in those quiet moments where I am alone that I fall so deep into my own head that the images some how reappear as if they just happened yesterday. I'm not necessarily saying this is a bad thing but it can be quite the distraction. I am coming to the conclusion as I am writing this that this may explain my a.d.d moments. While I am almost certain that this does pertain to it.  Well there you have it, just a little insight into my brain... the a.d.d daydreamer. Vincent says goodnight. xx

When did 24 start feeling like 70

Its 10:30pm and I'm laying in bed with my dog burrowed in my armpit and an ache in my back. When did this early bedtime really begin? Why is it that when I stand up I instantly support my lower back with my hand? When did I become this fragile thing that pops a rib just from coughing a little too hard. It's pathetic if you ask me! Soon I'll be tossing my head back when taking vitamins as if it actually does anything and cutting up my food into a million little pieces just so my body can digest it properly. I've been a bitter betty lately and this attitude needs to go. I'm not getting anything done. What happened to the days where I lied on the carpet in my sunshine room cutting anything I could find into a clump of pieces that somehow became art, at least by the end of the day I was satisfied with what I created. I need to get my act together, as well my wardrobe needs some revamping... I know that sounds like its doesn't have anything to do with what I'm talking about but trust me it does. There's no need for you to understand. Vincent says goodnight.

I wish I was badass

I feel like I haven't seen Erin in spreads lately, I miss her. Well heres one from Elles June 2011 issue. She looks rad as always. Don't you just want to be her friend?!

I'll wear sunglasses to my funeral

So I'd say for quite some years now I have maybe possibly had an issue with constantly buying sunglasses and I don't mean the $5 dollars ones you buy at the kiosk in the middle of the mall I'm talking Ray Ban after Ray Ban, Chanels, Spys, Von Zippers. Of course to this day I still wear my classic ray bans the most, they are my go to and I have been good with not splurging on any more sunnies more recently. Unfortunately I may just relapse because Karen Walker is a genius and blew my mind with her sunglasses. So images below- 1st ones are most likely going to be my next sunglasses, the second ones are not Karen Walker but are still freakin awesome and brought to you by Elizabeth and James and the 3rd ones are back to Miss Karen Walker. I can't even look at them anymore because they are giving me heart palpitations because I know I can't have them just yet. phooey.

Nightly Note: I wonder if when Karl Lagerfeld dies he will actually lay in his coffin wearing sunglasses..... I just mean.. it'd be weird if he didn't. Right?

Neon Brights

I'm kind of obsessing over the bright colors I'm seeing this summer. From bright corals, to sunshine yellow, to cobalt blue. I love every each one of them. I'm going to my friends wedding this Saturday where I will be wearing a Zara Coral dress... I feel like the occasion might just call for bright yellow accents. We shall see. P.S remember light brights? those things were amazing.... sorry. random. i know.

Future Planning

Normally by this time Im going on and on about how I cant wait till fall and posting all the looks that I loved from the runway for Fall 2012 and it slightly sickens me to think I just skimmed through Balmain resort 2012!!! But look its so pretty! For real, I don't think I could ever not like anything that comes from Balmain... they just make people look so damn good. Anyways there's my rant and enjoy more looks at style.com. Gnite my loves. xx

 yummy

f. inspiration.

The Boys Are Back in Town

What the F. how is it that these skiddish boys are on the hottest runways and look so damn cool just walking down the street. whatever. I give them props, especially the dude in the bulls shirt.

images via stockholm street style