Sneakers & Sparkles: a Sunday Shoe Story

Sometimes a girl needs a little bit of sparkle with her sneakers, so along came Guess with the fabulous "Gweyelash," a basic sneaker base with a hint of sequins at the ankle and glitter threaded through the monogram canvas. Sparkle on bitches ♥

Sometimes a Girl Needs a Little Retro...

In the form of a polka dot manicure! I'm not one for polka dots normally (they're a little too "girly" and my obsession wiith stripes always wins), but a polka dot manicure is super easy and super classic. Of course it works out better if you're patient so that the dots dry fully before you do a top coat, or you'll end up with some smudges like I did >_> I did this set with China Glaze "Snow" & "China Rouge," but next time I think I'll do some colours that are more spunky than classic, like purple & yellow!

Good Girls & Denim Jackets

It's been a long time since anyone called me a "good girl." Mostly because I maintained a reputation as a cold-hearted bitch all through highschool, and that seemed to stick. That worked out (for the most part) until I moved to Victoria. I decided that for a whole year I would be nice to people so that I would make new friends. In total I made one new friend, and decided that being nice totally wasn't worth it. When I got a new job soon afterwards my co-workers tried to adopt me into their group and for a long time I resisted. I turned down invitations to Monday night bingo (a ritual outing that I would later discover really wasn't my thing), club weekends, and I deigned to invite any of them to my apartment warming party (even though they knew I was having one). Yet for some reason they refused to accept defeat. A certain amount of it was sheer stubborness on their part, but as I found out they were just as bitchy as I was - and in all the right ways! The rest of the Victoria population still got bludgeoned on a daily basis with my "I don't give a fuck" attitude, and slowly they learned that my roster of friends was filled. Then I moved to Halifax, aka friendly people central. It's been almost a year, and I still get random people talking to me on the bus, on the street, and everywhere else I go. Where do they get the idea that I want to hear their stories about their medications, their trip to the Middle East, or their children. Since it's apparent that my bitch-itude is having little affect, and that they're just going to keep talking to me anyways, let's make a compromise: if you're going to randomly start talking to me Haligonians, make the story an interesting one or find someone else to annoy with your inane blathering!

Vintage denim jacket & runners by Guess; Dress by Renee C; Headband by Ardene. 

Party Flipflops

Just because sandals are slip ons doesn’t mean they can’t be fancy…

Featured shoes: Guess “Festival” sandals

Featured outfit: sundress by B. Smart