whistler's palette

{see by chloé pre-fall 2016, photos courtesy of see by chloé by way of vogue.com/fashion-show}

saved my life

duuuuuuuuuhhhhhhhhhhhhh it's yoncé.

(i could have put up a video of me & lissa singing 'firework' or 'like a prayer' or 'scrubs' or 'we can't stop'... but i have a feeling that you had to be there to experience the true epic joy that was pouring out our faces... also no one filmed it. so lucky you. god bless that tiny karaoke room with incongruous videos of completely random stuff.)



i wanna be the redhead with the bow top. also jay-z doing a cameo-roll-through makes me like him WAY more that i used to.

happy monday, knee pad dancers!

bunny

thanks to eug for pointing me towards this oh so adorable collection. cacharel makes me wonder why on earth i'm not knitting these days. come on erin! get with the program already! cacharel also makes me wonder why on earth it hasn't been nearly cold enough for giant face-consuming scarfs this winter.

toronto. you are doing winter wrong. completely wrong. fix it. this is embarrassing for everyone.

fine then. i'm just going to go around wearing shorts in february like a total asshat. deal with it.

cute cute cute cute CUTE cute cute. (hey look! that word has no meaning now!)

{pre-fall cacharel 2012, photos courtesy of cacharel by way of style.com}

the agony i'd rather know

eug and i have been having some great little twitter-chats lately. about fashion. it is so good to have a fashionfriend for real on the internet. one of those chats was about fur, and how we should always wear fur (she and i). and oh how celine prefall is catering perfectly to that desire.

and here's my quick little disclaimer. i love fur. a lot. i know i probably shouldn't. i know it is bad and i should feel bad about it, and i should just wear faux. but. i love it. and faux can be totally awesome, but as a rule it isn't the same thing. and. well... i don't feel bad. i'm sorry. god knows i feel bad about a million things always, and am a walking ball of guilty feelings - mostly for things that i have no place associating with myself and feeling bad about. so. the fact that i don't feel bad about fur is just tough luck. i'm not about to go around trying to make myself feel bad. even if i should. i can't be perfect and i can't fight every battle. so there. i love fur! fine!

eug and i also talked a bit about the somewhat disturbing grunts of painful pleasure and heartache that we make when spending time on style.com. it can be upsetting to those around. this collection is for sure a sliding-out-of-your-chair-cause-your-muscles-can't-hold-you-up kind of collection. a sighing and sighing collection.

boxy. woolly. furry. such amazing textures. what is even happening with those pants?! especially image 6 pants. and that white dress. with the black scarf. i want to get married NOW in THAT. i don't need anything else. and i would also love for all of my floors for all of my life to be covered in that lamb-shag. i know margene would destroy it. so i probably won't cover my whole apartment like that. but. i'd like to. love to. love. finally, every bag, please. but especially the giant carmel brown bag with electric blue detailing.

{pre-fall celine 2012, photos courtesy of celine by way of style.com}