L.B.D. for the Millionth Time

Truthfully, I don't know your atypical little black dress. Where would I need to wear it? Work? The library during homework? Visiting the relatives for a BBQ? No, my life does not require a L.B.D. beyond the giant black jumper I wear when I feel fat. I still like this one though.

Life Before I Met You

I'm bad at posting.

I've been hoarding a bunch of pictures I found a while back so I'll share two with you now...sorry if I'm already out of fashion (sarcasm). You know how things go. However, it is not yet after Labour Day (like I pay attention to that anyways) so I can go ahead and post lovely pictures of this delicious Prada sack I could use in my collection.

Meet My New Girlfriend

I've been searching high and low for a decent pair of sandals, but frankly, I'd given up hope of finding my ideal pair, now that we are halfway through summer. Yesterday while shopping at Holt Renfrew, the sandals found me. Because it took so long, everything has now hit the sales racks and I couldn't be more pleased - everyone, I'd like you to meet Chloé.

Kickin' It in Sky-Highs

Oi. After much debating at staring at these shoes and nearly buying them previously, today, I caved. Please don't tell anyone I've been shopping again - my friend Rachel will judge me! (Although I am fully aware that posting such information on my blog invites that knowledge of my actions. For shame.) I'll get over it though. My first pair of coveted Loeffler Randall's Italian beauties.