Miss (Mis)Match

Dress and jacket? Vintage Pants? Mother (here) Bag? Thrifted Boots? Franco Sarto, thrifted

Not going to lie, I was pretty proud of this outfit. The boots are a new thrift store find and though I got them for $13, the original Winner's tag for $130 was still stuck to the sole. And speaking of Winner's, I found these Mother denim jeans there for a steal of a deal and they are black, snug, comfy and wonderful and I wear them very, very often. I've worn the ballerina-esque dress before in one of my favourite outfit posts and I was pretty pleased to pair it with this super worn army jacket that is tagged as being from 1954. I have tried to sell this jacket in the store a few times, but I always take it back home because I can not bear to put a tag on it and actually sell it. 
This is what I love about getting dressed; ripped jeans, boots, a leopard bag, a dance costume (?) and an army jacket should not work together but somehow they all just do... And maybe they actually don't work together and in 2037, I will look back at this and laugh but I'm willing to take the risk;)


It's My Party and I'll Overdress if I Want to!

Dress? Vintage (On Etsy look at this crazier one) Shoes? Nine West
Clutch? DSW (I justed listed a pretty sweet hard shell bag here!!!) Lipstick? Rimmel, Bordeaux (here)

I got this dress last year when I had a chance to pick through a Korean singer's massive collection of clothing. It has a drapey top, a fit bottom, a thigh high slit and best of all, some amazing sequin business happening. It's hard to describe exactly but the sequins are more of a flat shape than most sequins are and so the pattern has a luxe look to it...? Or maybe I just wanted to call my dress luxe.

It's taken me a year to find an occasion to wear this but I figure what better occasion than the opening of the bigger The Edit. If you are going to be over dressed, it might as well be to your own party, or whatever... be overdressed anytime...
The grand re-opening of The Edit was last week Thursday. I was not as nervous as when I first opened a shop in 2013  (whoa, just re-read that post and cried all over the keyboard...) because it's all a bit more familiar now, but I still had some butterflies in my stomach ripping the paper off the shop windows at 6:59 p.m...
And then from 7 p.m. until 10 p.m. on Thursday the shop was packed. I honestly was not expecting such a great turn-out. I mean, my mom wasn't even around, so I could not even count on her to buy a brooch and help me make my sales goals... But so many people came out to check out the place and support both myself and Beka (a local gem of a lady friend who is also selling through the shop now!) and I  (we) are super freaking grateful.
After the opening party, we went next door with a few friends for a drink (yeah, The Edit is right beside the super cool Black Sheep which is both good and bad...) and then back home. I was so very tired but yet so completely wired and overwhelmed that I could not sleep. I tossed and turned until 4 a.m., then I got up and did the only quiet chore I could think of; I folded the laundry. At 5:45 a.m. I figured the buses were running along the main roads and it was late enough to walk to the shop and clean up after a good party. I just needed a good brisk walk and some time to process it all. To be honest, what I really wanted was my mom and a good cry in her arms but scrubbing the shop floors had to do instead. And when I say that I wanted to cry, I mean it like a good cry, a grateful cry.
I say it all the time, and I hope I never lose this feeling, even when it all gets 'old' but it is so humbling when people care to support your endeavour.
Grateful. Humbled. Tired.
All the feelings over here...



Scarf? h&m (this one on sale by Scotch and Soda is better) Top? Vintage Bag? Thrifted 
Boots? Holt Renfrew (similar flat here , faux suede here and gorgeous Stuart Weitzman's here
Jacket? Costa Blanca Necklaces? Clyde's ReBirth

Saying you haven't been blogging because it's been too cold is a little like saying the dog ate your homework... But really, it has been so cold. There is a scale of  'oh it's a little nippy' to 'what is even happening to my face I've been outside for 23 seconds' and we are at the latter part of the scale. The shop is cold too and I had to take the space heater home because our laundry lines froze (good times...) so my shop girl style is pretty much this...


Even though we are moving to the bigger and warmer shop this week, I still cracked and bought a replacement space heater for the shop because retail is bad enough in February without frost bite.

The deep freeze took a two day pause this weekend though and you would think when the temperature goes to a half reasonable place, that I would be out wearing some crazy dress or flashing some ankle, but not this time. I found an amazing vintage trapeze top at a flea market for $2 recently and it is basically all I want to wear. It's so basic and drapey and wonderful and when you wash it, it stays the same shape... Kind of a big deal because there isn't much that is more annoying than throwing your new top in the wash and it coming out with some crazy twisted side seam.

I feel like they tried to make twisted side seams a thing in 2001 but we're too smart to fall for that nonsense right?.


Animal Print X3

Coat? Vintage (similar here) Blouse? Joe Fresh (here) Pants? Trina Turk (pricey but similar here)  
Shoes? Guess, thrifted Glasses? Warby Parker (Duckworth here)

Snakeskin shoes, leopard blouse and dalmation jacket... I feel like this print mix would have been my jam in the third year I was blogging. 

And then of course, when I mention third year blogging, I have to go back and giggle over my archives. I think back then I wrote a little more freely without being so conscious of what I put on the Internet. Sometimes I miss that 'freedom'; not that I don't have that freedom now, I'm just more aware of what I want to keep private. 
I think I dressed more freely a few years back too. I used to post three times a week (I'm so sorry Matt that I asked you to take so many pictures... you were/are a champ) and I wanted to try every trend and wear all the things. I've refined my style more now and that's a good thing. 

I like how I'm talking about how 'refined' my style is on a post where I am wearing three animal prints and pink pants. So self aware I am... 

(I used the word 'I' 22 times in this post...eek)