Forty One

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I am horrible at this blogging thing.  lol
With Instagram, it’s so easy to just have access to everything at your fingertips.
(So if you have Instagram, follow me there!  You’ll see me much more active on that platform – @thewardrobe_key 😉 ) 

*sigh*

Here’s an outfit that got lost in the archives from a few weeks back.
I was so excited to wear this – the weather had cooled off quite a bit previously, but from out of nowhere popped a warm fall day (much like today!) and I could actually go out with bare legs and not be cold! … I live for days like that living with Canadian winters.

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Knit top: H&M
Denim dress: Garage Clothing
Boots: Guess
Bag: Dug up from the bottom of my closet (cir. I have no idea what year…)

I LOVE pairing baggy knits over, well, everything when the temps get cooler and the leaves start changing.  /swoon

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When you’re walking past the haters like:

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Hope you lovelies had a wonderful weekend! 

Thirty Three

It’s been a while since I made a fashion post.  Oy.   Not being a full-time blogger, I get sidetracked – easily.  Well, really that’s just me in life, in general.  Shooting for this post I noticed something different though…

There wasn’t ONE photo that I had that I criticized.
I even found myself cheering myself on.

“YAS GURL, Look at you work it!  You look fabulous!  You’re amazing!”

This has not been the norm for any of my posts thus far.  This is a big step.

I’ve been going through a pretty significant change the last few months.  I feel like this is maybe something that happens when you’re on the cusp of the 30 year marker of life.  I’ve had glimpses of moments like these all throughout my twenties thus far, but nothing as concrete as now.

I’m evolving.

I’m more aware of myself, who I am and all that that entails.  I’m more connected to the world around me, in an organic way.  I’m becoming less dependent on technology, compared to how I was at the beginning of the year (which could also help to explain my absence).  I’m more appreciative of my body, of my essence.  I’m speaking more out of love than out of hatred or bitterness – to myself, and to others.   In a way, I feel like with the world around me moving forward, I am taking a few steps backwards… in the absolute best way possible.  I am finding my true self, and growing in ways that I was stunted from before.

A funny kind of thing is happening along with this.  My wardrobe is evolving, too.

I am choosing clothing that I am drawn to kinetically.  What my heart and soul are drawn to, instead of my eyes or my wallet.  In doing so, I am 1000% more comfortable in my own skin and in what I wear.  I think this is the first outfit that I’ve worn in a long time (or maybe ever) that I honestly love every part of, and how I look in every part of it.

Those legs – FOR DAYS.
Them thighs – #QUADGOALS.
Those curves – DELICIOUS.
Them arms – STRENGTH.
Dat booty – HI I HAVEN’T SEEN YOU IN SO LONG NICE TO HAVE YOU BACK.

All the pieces of me that I used to tear apart, I am falling so madly in love with.  I didn’t think that was possible, but the more I evolve, the stronger that love becomes – and I am so elated.  Loving myself has never been easy, but I am learning and I am finding happiness within the lesson.

I hope that if you’re reading this, and you’re feeling the way that I am so used to feeling, that you too will discover love and happiness within your own lesson.

Life is hard.  If we hold each other up, we can get through anything.

“All we need is love…”

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I am SO obsessed with bodysuits right now.  And this jacket…and these jeans…and boots…and sunglasses.
I would actually (and quite possibly just might) wear this every single day.  So, I can’t promise that I’ll have much new content coming in the near future.  #SorryNotSorry …

JacketGarage (on clearance!)
BodysuitH&M
JeansGap (1969 fit)
BootsDUNE London
SunniesWinners Fab Find

Twenty Six

When you live in Canada, and it’s “spring” (okay, almost) but you’re straight up sick of having to dress for winter weather.   Yeah, you know what I’m talking about.

SOLUTION:
Step 1 – Wear a dress, and bare legs (cause f**k snow, right?).
Step 2 – Throw on faux fur vest that, let’s be honest, is more like a giant rug with arm holes.

(FAB Winners Find! Still bloody awesome.)

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I was playing around with looks last night.  I recently got this ridiculously adorable dress (from Garage! Get it here) but I obviously bought it on a whim, and when I got it home I realized in horror that I had no idea how to style it.

That’s when I discovered that it goes exceptionally well with these amazing boots (courtesy of my S/O’s mama) and this ballin’ vest.  Boho spring/summer chic, anyone?

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One of the first things I thought of immediately after I threw it on (like I was a member of the Russian mafia) was a quote I’d seen online that goes like this:

“Walk in the club like what up I have social anxiety and I wanna go home.”

LITERALLY ME.

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THESE BOOTS THOUGH.  I am obsessed with them.  I received them in November, and had tucked them away for summer.  You can’t tell from a distance, but they are perforated and are technically “summer boots” so – not so Canadian-winter-friendly.

I caught a glimpse of the bright floral out of the corner of my eye, like the blinding of the sun when a cloud once covering it suddenly dissipates.  IT WAS LIKE CHRISTMAS ALL OVER AGAIN.

“OH YEEAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAHHH!!!!!!!!”, I gleefully exclaimed.
“THESE ARE PERFECT!!!”

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Since this weekend marks the official beginning of spring, I am hoping with every atom in my body that the snow will disappear promptly, and I can whip this styling out in real time sooner than later.

Additional bonus: Floral is SUPER in right now (I’m looking at you Gucci, Dolce & Gabbana – you masters, you).  Rediscovering these boots couldn’t have come at a more perfect time! ❤

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Gold accents.
THREE HUNNED HASHTAG SWAGGA. 

Yeah, I went there.  Happy Friday! 🙂

 

 

Fifteen

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#BellLetsTalkDay

There are so many different sides to this story.  So many depths, and facets to mental illness.  So much behind the stigma, and so much more behind the warriors who are challenged by it every single day.  This is just the view from my side of the fence.

Handle With Care.”  There are times that I wish I could affix this label to my forehead before leaving my house.  Some days it would just make things so much simpler…but I’m not looking for pity or sympathy.  I simply seek to find understanding, just as countless others do.  Understanding that we are humans.  That we having feelings and emotions.  That we have an organ that has carved a different path for us than others.

I’ve been told that I come off as a very confident, put together person, and some days I’ve honestly had to laugh at that sentiment.  “I’M confident and put together?!”  Tell that to the laundry basket of mismatched socks sitting in my closet…  Or the crumpled pile of kleenex that didn’t quite make its way to the garbage tin.  I am not always confident, or strong.  I have moments where I feel more fragile than a dried rose petal.  Sometimes these moments last for just that, moments.  Sometimes they last for hours, days, weeks.  I’m not ashamed of the days that my sun doesn’t shine quite as brightly, and you shouldn’t be ashamed of yours either.  Yin does not exist without yang.  My light does not compete with the dark that sits beside it, or the fleck that rests within it.  They are both a part of me, a part of my life, and so I am learning to love both of the halves that make me whole.  I am seeking a better understanding of my inner self so that I can more appropriately share that with others; to break through the glass plate that separates us from each other.  To remove the barrier, to create dialogue, to lift the stigma off and my fellow warriors up.

Every person has a past, a story.  Whether that story is available in the public library for checkout or in a private home library depends entirely on the person.  Each of us fights our battles in our own way.  Some people eagerly share their stories, while others have a hard time even reading it to themselves.  Whichever way you face your own battlefield each day, know that you are not alone in your fight.  We all have our battle wounds.  You are NEVER alone, and it is OKAY to not be okay.  Each scar is a reminder that we have survived.  We have overcome.  We have conquered.  We are BADASS.

Living with mental illness is not easy; in fact, it’s incredibly difficult.  To always be fighting an internal battle that no one else is witness to;  to carry not only everything heavy within you, but to also have the extra burden of the stigma that society has created towards it.  It’s like carrying around a backpack full of textbooks that nobody else can see. It is arduous and punishing, and you are NOT alone.  We are in this together.  Do you know how remarkable and courageous you are to wake up each day and fight against the demons within you?

Whether you’ve been diagnosed with a mental illness, or are just prey to the trials that life brings – always remember, it is okay to not be okay.  Every single one of us is faced with struggle at some point in our time on this Earth.  Every single one of us has a strength within that we are unaware of.  You are a warrior.  You CAN conquer.

As we open up the lines of communication and start our conversations, let’s remember one thing – something that one of my favourite blondes delivers on a daily basis:
“Be Kind to One Another.”

I encourage anyone out there struggling to seek help in a way that you are comfortable with – whether that be a hotline, a doctor, a friend or family member.  There are avenues out there available to you, and people out there who want to help.  ❤

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The shirt and bracelets in this post are from a pretty awesome little Canadian company, founded on the East Coast, called Wear Your Label.  I first stumbled upon them last summer and fell in love with what they set out to achieve – and are surely on the fast track to doing so.  They’ve created a clothing line to get the conversations about Mental Health Awareness flowing, while giving back in support of mental health initiatives.

Check them out at www.wearyourlabel.com or on social media @wearyourlabel !

 

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I’m going to deviate a little bit, and share in this post an excerpt from my book – a collection of personal prose.  I’ve been noticing the last little while a trend, not just in my own life, but in those around me as well.  With the new year, I’ve been making a lot of changes in my life, and this piece of writing can definitely fit that context.  Can you relate at all?

(Side note: reminiscing back a few days ago to the super mild Canadian temperatures because tonight it is FREEZING!  How many more months until summer?!!!!)

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“Backseat drivers.  Those people who hop in to join you on a leg of your journey, and think it’s entirely appropriate to dictate how you drive.  Slow down.  Speed up!  Use your turn signal.  Stay farther back.  You shouldn’t park there.  Turn here – I know a better way.  Some even have the gall to reach for the wheel, as if you’re not in control at all.  Most of us have been this person, whether we’ve realized it or not.  We all know these people; you’re probably holding a name in your mind right now.  I’m willing to bet these same people are also backseat driving your life.

Why do we let people tell us how we should live our lives?  Why do we carry such guilt when we stand up for ourselves?  We don’t want to be a disappointment; it’s not in our nature to cause pain in another.  But what about what YOU want?  We have become so obsessed with tip-toeing around the feelings of others that we completely disregard our own.  Taking care of ones self above all else has been labeled as selfish.  This is false, and this mentality needs to disappear.  You come first;  if you are not taking care of you, then you are doing a disservice to others.  Happiness and content ripple.  Do not allow any other person to dictate how your life should be.  If it won’t satisfy you, if it’s not what you want – don’t do it.  We should never do anything for the sole sake of satisfying another’s wish for us.

Many people have probably told you to get a degree for a job that will make you rich.  It all sounds great, and probably even practical, but is it what you want?  A dollar sign doesn’t make you truly rich in life.  What you want for yourself is important; more important than what anyone else desires for you.  Your life’s road map should be created for you, by you.

If your dream is to become a doctor or a lawyer, then seek that dream.  If you don’t want to go to college, then don’t!  If you want to start a business, become a musician, or run away with the circus, then pursue those dreams.  Seek and listen with your heart; throw all of your passion into whichever direction that leads you.  Let no one tell you otherwise.

When someone tells you that you can’t, scream, “YES, I can!”
When someone implies that you will never succeed, say, “Watch me.”

Take the steering wheel of your life back.  Keep a firm grip.  The only person who can tell you that you can’t is yourself.   But, you can.”

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Quicky post!

Ran some errands tonight and though I threw it together in a snap, I love this winter outfit.  Just because Weather Network says its -19*C (but feels like -30*C) doesn’t mean I have to dress like the Michelin man.  It’s all about the layers!

Outfit details (most of this unseen in photos):
Bottom – tights, shorts, thigh high black socks and of course my rubber booties!
Top – basic tank, black long sleeve, jean blouse and structured peacoat
And of course, couldn’t leave without my favourite toque! (that’s a beanie/hat for all of you non-Canadians)

Even though it’s so cold that even Frosty stays home, doesn’t mean you can’t still look good if you brave the weather.  Really though, being born and raised in Canada, -30*C is balmy.

Side note: say hello to my little friend, Faye 🙂 She decided she was going to be in at least one of the photos I took.
(Sorry for the quality; my iPhone was all that I had available in my spontaneity)

 

Jacket – Old Navy, Skirt – Garage clothing, Boots – Call it Spring shoes