We love any excuse to get outside and get dressed up, so when Lancôme invited us to a rose-filled luncheon to celebrate their newest beauty releases, we couldn’t resist RSVP’ing “Yes please!”
I’d just recieved a perfectly peach dress from Revolve in the mail (the Gigi Wrap Dress to be exact) so my outfit was a no-brainer. Paired with my new Cara Mules by Raye in a deeper shade of peach and my go-to Mansur bucket bag in ballet slipper pink, my main goal was to look like a rose in bloom.
What do you guys think? Too much pink, or yes-way-rosé?
For those of you who have been following me since the beginning, you probably have a sense of how much I love birthdays. I tend to go really over the top, planning days of celebration and adventures and splurging on the perfect princess dress. It’s been the same since I can remember, and I was always insistent I would never grow out of it.
But this year I decided to do things a bit differently.
My 26 was odd to say the least – I went through massive changes and when I compare this month last year to the present it’s almost unrecognizable. I’m living somewhere new, business is booming, I’ve travelled almost nonstop, lost so many friends and somehow gained even more. I’ve learned how to be happier single than I’ve ever been in my life, and, well, learned how to be single in general. Instead of throwing a massive party, dragging all my pals to a theme park or making an absurd dinner reservation, I decided to ring in 27 with a trip somewhere totally new, setting the stage for a fresh start and a year filled with even more exploration and forward momentum than the last.
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With almost no planning my good friend Dani and I somehow ended up on a plane to Cuba on the eve of my 27the birthday. We landed late at night, and the lack of streetlights made everything but the sticky heat impossible to decipher. We checked into Memories Jibocoa, our home for the weekend, and it suffices to say from that second on every moment following was pure pastel-tinted heaven.
I’ll be sharing so much more about Cuba, including my Havana city guide, resort details, scuba diving expeditions and more in the coming posts, but let’s get back to the birthday theme as that’s what this particular bit is all about. Instead of my usual princess plans, I spent my day exploring the bustling streets of Havana, sipping daiquiris at Hemingway’s favourite bar and swimming under the stars. Instead of splurging on tulle and sequins, I went for a timeless summer citrus dress from For Love and lemons and traded a sparkly clutch and disco platforms for a backpack and walkable mules.
What does it all mean?!?
Maybe I’m overanalyzing, but turning 27 not only looked different than all the years that came before, but felt different too. Though in a lot of ways I “had less”, namely a partner to shower me with attention, I found myself more content than I thought possible without a great love in my life. There was a lightness to my 27th birthday; less pressure, and for the first time in years no tears of disappointment or irrational arguments. I literally smiled all day long.
I’ve honestly been dreading turning 27 since my last birthday, resentful to find myself in my late 20s with no wedding in the works or family of my own on the way… I know, I know, I’m still young, but 27 was my goal age for starting a family and I’m *very* goal oriented! To my surprise, 27 may have been my absolute best birthday ever, despite looking different than I expected and I’m heading into this year happily single, full of inspiration and ready to push myself to only get better with age. If this is how growing up feels, maybe it isn’t so bad after all?
Though it may seem like I’m always dressing up in bright colours and novelty pieces, I’m actually a big sucker for good, clean basics. A former retail employee at one of Canada’s best stores for simple dressing and well made essentials, I have a massive collection of carefully cut denim, simple comfortable black heels and above everything else, WAY too many plain white t-shirts.
My team frequently pokes fun at me for my addiction to soft, white t-shirts. I’m always on the lookout for the MOST perfect one and when I find a good one, I have a hard time choosing to wear anything else. The problem is, this love affair has always been a tumultuous one, because I’m also very clumsy, which means wearing white is basically a promise I’ll be doing laundry at the end of the day. I’ve had to turn so many of my beloved white tee-shirts into cleaning rags, losing them to stains, stretching and pilling thanks to too many washes.
Luckily, there’s a solution to all of my t-shirt heartbreak.
As someone with very dry, damaged colour-treated hair, I’m all too familiar with the importance of conditioning every time I shampoo my hair. It turns out, the same rules apply when it comes to your beloved basics too! Downy Fabric Conditioner takes care of your clothing much like hair products condition your hair – by lubricating fabric fibres, Downy protects the material from break down, which prevents pilling plus loss of shape and colour.
Now that my love affair with my newest perfect white tee can last a lifetime (or at least a long time) I don’t have to be afraid to wear it too much! Scroll down to see three ways I styled my tee for the Summer (and beyond!)
Time is flying by, and somewhere between moving, travelling and about 1000 other things we’ve got on the go, Spring has somehow sprung! Though the weather is definitely still super patchy here on the Canadian East Coast, I’m finding every opportunity I can to don my Spring best.
This amazing pink lace Lovers + Friends dress arrived from Revolve while I was in California, but since returning to cold Canada I hadn’t had much of a chance to take it out of the closet. An evening out in NYC for oysters and lavender prosecco cocktails was just the occasion I’d been waiting for, and Sel Rose proved to be just as picture-perfect in real life as it looked online when I was shopping around for pastel places. Complete with my favourite blush trench from Club Monaco and my brand new Mansur Bucket Bag (the dream New York souvenir)
I’ve made it pretty clear that I’m really all about travel right now, but that doesn’t mean “travel” has to be a luxury vacation on the other side of the continent.
One of my favourite places to go since moving to Toronto is actually a bit of a shock to some people – Hamilton. Despite its bad reputation amongst Toronto residents, I adore Hamilton. I love the quiet streets, the community feel, and the beautiful spaces that can only be created in a place with something we Torontonians lack – space.
I have a full-on city guide in the works for this special place, but since it’s a little too cold to wander around outside taking photos right now I’m going to hold off and just talk about the specifics of my Saturday visit a few weeks ago.
Though it’s only a short trip, Hamilton feels worlds away from Toronto when I need a break. Breakfast at Saint James Espresso, waterfall hikes with my good friend (and Hamilton resident) Rachelle, and the best vegan chocolate macaroons EVER at Green Bar are all staples, and then of course there’s Berkeley North.
I’ve heard about this new West Coast-inspired eatery from Hamilton and Toronto friends alike, so I was determined to visit during my one day stay. Honestly, it’s not often that I do a full restaurant review post, but this was one of the best dining experiences of my life. The space is cozy, the staff is next level friendly, and the food was honestly off the charts. They have seemingly endless vegan and vegetarian options, and even offer a foamy vegan sour on the cocktail menu!
By the time dessert came around we were totally stuffed, but we still couldn’t say no to the decadent vegan cheesecake. It was the perfect place for meat eaters and vegans alike to meet, and by the time we left we felt like family. If you have no other reason to take a day trip to Hamilton, this spot is reason enough – oh, and there’s a great wall for photos right across the street too!