Fashion, Outfits

Coming Home


These photos are almost a month old, and I’ve been totally MIA from this blog for even longer! Life has just been crazy lately, with midterms, papers followed by case studies followed by group projects, work, and most exciting: a wedding! One of my close friends got married over the past weekend and the weeks leading up to it has been just consumed by excitement and peppered with little tasks. Packing for our week long trip to Whidbey Island, making decorations for the ceremony, and other little things here and there.

I’ll be sharing a post in the next couple of days with more details about our mini-getaway, but for now: my Canada Day outfit! (This is almost too embarrassing to post, July 1st feels like it was years ago now) Canada Day in Steveston is a Big Deal. For most of us, it’s more exciting than Christmas! There’s the big salmon festival with a parade and a salmon barbecue, and you can always find somebody you know in the sea of red and white, or better yet: make a new friend with a stranger. Having spent most of my life in Steveston, I had no idea that the rest of Vancouver does not share the intense patriotic spirit until I brought several friends down to Steveston this year. If you’ve never experienced a Canada Day in Steveston, you guys are missing out. There are parties galore. There are keggers on almost every street corner and nobody cares if you just wander into their house to start drinking. Well, some people might care, but in my experience thus far, everybody is just happy to see another maple leaf tattoo covered face.

So I guess what I’m trying to say in this post is that next Canada Day, you should find your most patriotic outfit and come meet me in my neighbourhood for a beer or five.



Photos by the lovely Kaoverii Marapon

Photos by the lovely Kaoverii Marapon

Dress: Nasty Gal (Similar) | Shoes: Converse All Star Dainty Ox (Similar) | Sunglasses: Forever21


Fashion, Outfits

On Wednesdays, we wear pink!




photos by Kaoverii Marapon

Dress: Nasty Gal
Bag: Rebecca Minkoff
Flats: Bloch 

Sometimes wearing a pink dress is enough to make you feel sort of giddy. The same kind of giddy you get from playing with kittens or watching Mean Girls for the 1500th time. That’s kind of the fun of fashion isn’t it? Putting on a different persona and figuring out who you want to be that day, and if maybe you want to adopt a facet of that persona permanently.




BCBG Dinner at La Pentola, feat. the lovely Jen of Her Waise Choice

I was lucky enough to be invited to dinner this past Saturday with Lubov Azria, the CCO Of BCBGMaxAzria. It was such  fun experience, it was so great to meet Lubov and the rest of the BCBG team, not to mention all the Vancouver area stylists, bloggers, and media personalities who made it out.

It was just what I needed to meet so many strong women who aren’t afraid to do what they love. Even though I have been a redditor for years, I was appalled at the recent exposure that mens rights activists have received from the Santa Barbara tragedy. I’ve always brushed off MRA subreddits like r/TheRedPill, thinking that it was a minuscule pocket of weirdos and basement dwellers and that it wasn’t a big deal. The Isla Vista shooting brought me out of that bubble though, and made me realize that even if it’s just the tiniest percentage of the population, it’s still a problem. However, the unexpected reality check came with more than just men who hate women. In the weeks that followed, I realized that there are also women who hate women, and so called feminists who believe that girls who choose to pursue conventionally feminine paths (such as being stay at home moms, make up artists, hairdressers, stylists etc.) are hurting their movement. It was a sad realization, and it affected me more than I would really care to admit.

However, I believe that the feminist movement should encompass equality and empowerment. Whether I want to be a fashion blogger, a high powered executive, or a carpenter, I should have the right to pursue what I love without judgement or glass ceilings. And if a man wants to pursue a career traditionally held by females, he should have the same rights.

Meeting Lubov and the other Vancouver women of fashion on Saturday made me feel like it was okay that I want to pursue something that others may view as ‘girly’ and ‘silly’, because the most important thing is that it’s what I want. I’m lucky to have the opportunity to do something that makes me happy, and I’m eternally grateful to the women who have paved the way to allow that to happen.

Fashion, Outfits

Classics with a Twist

moonymay15_23 Who doesn’t love a classic white tee and jeans? Honestly, most of the time if I’m just running out to the store I’m not all that dressed up, so I do spent a lot of time wearing a lot of basics. It’s fun to mix it up sometimes though, and I love the look of sheer panels right now. A big part of the reason I love fashion is the sense of self expression it carries, they say first impressions matter and you know people judge you on what you look like before you can even open your mouth. My style spectrum is pretty broad at this point, but I’m only 23 and it’s hard to just pin down a particular style you want to stick with for the rest of my life! Sometimes it’s fun to let out a different side of you and experiment with who you want to be that day. moonymay15_24

Photos by Kaoverii Marapon

Photos by Kaoverii Marapon

Shirt: Nasty Gal Jeans: Rag and Bone Shoes: Sam Edelman 

Fashion, Outfits

Fantastic Mr. Fox


As much as I adore all of Wes Anderson’s films, I think The Fantastic Mr. Fox has to be in my top three, if not my favourite one of them all. (The other two in the top three are The Darjeeling Limited and The Royal Tenenbaums, or maybe The Life Aquatic. I mean, who can really pick?) I wish I lived in a Wes Anderson world, the cinematography of his films make me so so happy, I mean (spoiler alert!) Jeff Goldblum getting killed was freaking whimsical in his last movie! At the very least I would like to vacation at the Grand Budapest Hotel or Camp Ivanhoe, I don’t think that’s too much to ask.

I can’t quite put my finger on the reason I like The Fantastic Mr. Fox best, but I suspect it’s a combination of mildly creepy animals, Mrs. Fox’s adorable dress, and George Clooney’s dreamy voice. Today I will leave you with one of my favourite quotes from the film.

“You’re different. We all are–him especially–but there’s something kind of fantastic about that, isn’t there?” – Mrs. Fox




Sweater: Talula
Skirt: Wilfred
Shoes: Aldo


Bonus amazing watercolour painting by Jen Tracy! I simply adore her style, and I’ve been talking about dying my hair purple with my hairdresser for a while now, doesn’t this feel almost serendipitous?


And can you believe Alkionti just whipped this up with a pen? Honestly, these two must have more artistic ability in their pinkies than i do in my entire body.

Fashion, Outfits

Everything’s Coming Up (Red & Lacey) Roses




Sweater: Wilfred
Bralette: Wilfred Free

Pants: Uniqlo
Shoes: Sam Edelman

Oh hello, it’s me finally posting again! Can I just say how happy I am that summer is finally here in Vancouver? Honestly, the weather has been beautiful lately, I love not having to get bundled up into my big scarf and coat every time I want to go outside. I actually shot this outfit back in April with AliciaFashionista but didn’t end up posting it because the 7 jeans I was wearing get SO baggy and it looked sloppy. That day I was freezing in this exact outfit, and last Thursday it was clear skies and the perfect temperature for t-shirt and shorts. Perfect for people like me who don’t understand how to dress for cold weather.

On another weather related note: is it too nice out to wear dark lipstick now? But what if I want to get weird looks from people all year round? Well regardless, I’ve got that covered with this sweater. This was one of my favourite finds at the Aritzia warehouse sale this year, it reminds me of one of my style idols: Vanessa from The Haute Pursuit, who was one of the first fashion bloggers I ever followed. I love her style, it’s edgy, oozing with sex appeal, and she just owns it. Personally, sometimes it’s hard to remember that my body is mine, and mine alone, and I get to dictate what I put on it and nobody should be able to make me feel bad about it. When I wore this sweater to school and people gave me looks and whispered about me, it felt like I was back in high school all over again. Then I remembered that I am super fabulous and that slut shaming is for the petty. I’ll keep wearing what makes me feel good and everyone else can just mind their own business.



Bonus photo from April by Alicia! Feeling like Wednesday Addams all grown up here.



What’s In My Bag? Vol. 1

Is it just me or did the summer just fly by? Oh wait, no it’s just silly old me, choosing to take summer semester instead of enjoying the sun and beach like a sane person. I’m super bummed that I didn’t get around to blogging much during my three week break, but I caught this serious cold the first week and I’m still fighting it. That piled on with my cherry blossom allergies (April in Vancouver is like living in a cotton candy dream sometimes, beautiful but deadly for someone like me) and I haven’t been able to breathe through my nose in an entire month!

Today is the first day of summer semester though, and I thought I would do a little bag post! Or rather, the contents of my school bag. Exciting stuff, I know. This week I do have plans to do a little outfit shoot though, so regular posting is in the future! (fingers crossed, anyway.)


Clockwise from bottom left: BKR bottle, Parisian Chic day planner, Rosebud salve, J.Crew Card wallet, Valentino glasses, Givenchy Noir Revelateur lipstick, Apple earbuds, Le Pens (love these, they are my favourite pens ever, I have 4 of the pink ones so I never accidentally leave home without one.), Bite Beauty in Quince, Chloe Eau de Toilette rollerball, Moo cards, Garance Dore for Rifle Paper Co. notebook, and my ever trusty Macbook Air.

Throw in a bottle of kombucha for a late afternoon pick me up and I’m all ready to go. Or so I keep telling myself anyway. I think I need a kitten to cheer myself up.