‘The Season Has Commenced Ladies and Gentlemen! Yes, it is that time of year again. Weddings, weddings and, oh yeah, more weddings! Now, as a hopeless romantic I love myself a good wedding; after all, I am the perfect guest. I laugh, I cry, I will detangle the train, I will reroute Uncle BoozeHound away […]
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photo courtesy of Alberta Ferretti from Vogue Magazine 2015 and Me!
The day I saw this dress was the day I fell in love with designer Alberta Ferretti. I was browsing through my Instagram feed when I saw this photograph. This dress! Stunning beyond words in its simplicity and floral motif, the epitome of Spring. Interestingly, the first thought that popped into my head when I laid eyes on this lovely creation was ‘Oh look! It’s a Pride and Prejudice Dress!’ Isn’t that strange?
Apparently not. People find inspiration in many ways, and Italian designer Alberta Ferretti is no different. After digging up an article by Vogue Magazine from 2015 (http://www.vogue.com/fashion-shows/fall-2015-couture/alberta-ferretti-limited-edition) , I discovered that this dress was designed by Ferretti after moving her Paris showroom to a historic townhouse on Rue du Faubourg, Saint-Honore. In the interview for her Fall 2015 Limited Edition Couture Collection, she talked about how…
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Rudesheim, Germany- Photo by Tio Ceho on the Fivehundredpx/Jose Plaza Photography
Thank you. Sometimes I need a reminder like this….
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This past week a personal milestone was reached- my sister and I took our very first trip together!
The travel destination? Tampa Florida-a place I knew nothing about and, to be honest, had absolutely no interest in. Until now!
My sister was coming down for business and suggested I join her. “We can make an adventure out of it” she said as she perused flights. I readily agreed and, come Monday afternoon, we had touched ground at Tampa International, pasty winter legs and fall coats in tow.
Surprisingly, Tampa Florida is a lovely place, especially if you want to escape the rat race and slow down time. The Riverwalk downtown offered some amazing restaurants to sip a cold one while taking in the hustle and bustle of Sail Point. My sister and I actually sat down face-to-face and had conversation…a rarity at home, as we don’t see eachother much.
After two days we decided to explore the outskirts and headed over to Clearwater Beach. A truly spectacular spot, morning and evening are the best times to walk along the water and take in the soothing sensation of sand, sky and water. The crowds, concerts, eateries and boardwalk shopping make it a fun and lively scene for all ages. My sister was like a kid at the candy store! Splashing in the water, collecting seashells, sitting down to catch the sunset-it was a pleasure to experience it with her!
And lastly, my favourite spot of the trip-Tarpon Springs! A small, quaint town off the coast, it’s a delightful place to grab some amazing Greek food, mouthwatering pastries and a great look at the beautiful local sponge harvesting and crafts. A very unique and enjoyable experience! We shopped and ate, and shopped some more, and ate some more…I have never been happier with these extra 5lbs haha. Worth every bite 🙂
Overall, Tampa Florida was a pleasant surprise, travel wise and personally, for I got to know and enjoy my sister all over again. A much needed getaway for the two of us! Can’t wait to plan the next adventure!
Paris has always been an elusive city to me, a sort of beautiful dream. It was enchanting, alluring, romantic and captivating-but somehow, always a little out of reach for me and my bookseller/medical extern/research assistant budget.
But all that changed last fall, when my mother gave me the gift of a lifetime. I was going with her to Paris. Paris! The city of my dreams! I had talked up this fantasy with everyone for YEARS!; so much so that my name had become synonymous with Paris in my little circle of friends.
‘Paris? Oh! That must be for S.’
‘France? It’s definitely S you want to talk to. Go find her, she’ll tell you all about it’.
‘Geez! Can’t she just shut up about Paris already?!’ (lol)
Needless to say, it was a journey of a lifetime-and the complete opposite of what I had envisioned in my mind. The fairytale and the reality meshed together, creating a memory so humbling, soulful, eye-opening and utterly lovely that I don’t think I will ever recover from it.
And nor do I ever want to.
Stay tuned for my hilarious mother-daughter adventures in France, see you soon! x
Hello Friends! I recently started another blog devoted entirely to my obsession with books. It is a love affair that has spanned decades, with each and every book leaving it’s imprint on my life and my perspective of the world. I posted my first official post today, I hope you check it out!
Every year, after the holiday has come and gone, I like to take a moment to just sit by my Christmas tree and reflect on how the season played out. Overall it was a nice Christmas and New Year-with moments of warm cheer, generosity and spirit, but also moments of loneliness, worry and solitude.
The holidays tend to be advertised as “the most wonderful time of the year”, but just like everyday life, it is an emotional rollercoaster, with its beautiful highs and lows amidst the softly falling snow.
While pondering these thoughts by the tree, the following book came to mind. “A Boy Called Christmas” by Matt Haig was gifted to me by the lovely Harper Collins Canada this season and it was wonderful, it completely mirrored my own Christmas spirit. Whenever those polarizing emotions took over me, this book read like a favourite Aunt; empathizing with me…
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My friends and I were having a conversation the other day, and we realized that 2016 was coming to a close. A mere 10 days left of yet another year gone too quickly. I can’t say that 2016 was an extreme year for me; there were some great highs and some intense lows. But overall, it was a good year.
So we began to go around the table, stating resolutions and promises for the new year to come, and when it came to me I said, “None of that..but One”.
“What?” they exclaimed. “You the eternal optimist? The resolution maker? The goal achiever? What does that even mean?”
“It means” I said “That this year, I am having none of that, but for One thing. And that thing is, I’m going to choose Me”.
This was met with a varied chorus of ‘Good-for-yous’ and ‘Whatevers’-but to me, that was the only thing that popped into my head. For the first time in my life, when I think of the New Year-I see nothing. No goals, no plans, no resolutions, no outlines. Just a blank, white space.
And I realized, it’s because I made the decision to put myself first and I know NOTHING about myself. I am so used to putting others before me, to living and thinking and being another’s version of myself, that when I actually think about Me objectively-It’s just a blank white space.
This year, I am choosing to get to know Me. And it’s pretty damn exciting!
For the first time in my life, the spotlight is on Me. I get to focus entirely on myself first. I get to meet myself, befriend myself, learn about how I work, what makes me tick, what are my weak spots, how my brain runs, how my heart beats. Its pretty cool and I encourage you to try it.
For 2017, Choose You. Take time for You. Look at You. Meet You. Discover You. Be with You. Learn about You. Like You. Share You. Protect You. Speak Up for You. Respect You. Love You.
This is not a selfish act. It is a generous act, because when you love and take care of You, you can love and take care of Others properly. It’s a ripple effect. Everyone wins.
So hears to the coming of a wonderful New Year! May 2017 be filled with all the love, happiness, health, wealth, success, safety and magic in the world for you.
Take care and talk soon.
When I first heard this song, it took me back to the 90s-that old-school, mellow beat that made up some of the most romantic songs of the decade. Thought I’d share this gem with you 😉
The brilliant Nayyirah Waheed brings it home again.
Straight to the heart.