Top from a boutique | F21 skirt | Nine West shoes
Kate Spade bag | Winky Designs watch

[ Photos by Jeffrey Hau ]

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I’ve been craving Japanese food in the form of sashimi and rolls for the past week. So yesterday, I went to one of my favorite places for sushi in Vancouver — Shiro. If you’ve never been, it’s delicious. But it gets pretty packed for dinner and you may occasionally find yourself waiting for a table.

All in all, I had a good time. How can you not have a good time with negitoro, spicy scallop, fresh oysters, toro, wild salmon, tako sashimi and some Asahi? Dinner came to an end with the bill and a pack of Pockey for dessert. I grabbed my wallet, took out my credit card and added it to the pile of plastic cards. Going back to attentively listening to the on-going conversation… for about 2 seconds, I got distracted by a striped blue and white cloth on the table beside my hand. WTF is that? My fcking underwear, AGAIN. Yes, my (clean) underwear was there, lying on the table, in a restaurant, exposed to the world.

Obviously, I snatched it up in one quick, dynamic movement that caused one person at the table to look at me with a ?!?! face. And then, I just clenched on to it. Frozen. Slightly mortified. And trying really hard not to laugh.

There seems to be a recurring theme here. If you don’t know what I’m talking about, refer to my Vegas incident. You’re probably wondering why I had underwear in my bag to begin with. I was carrying around a change of clothes with me. Pants, shirt, tank top, socks. And of all those things that I could have grabbed while grabbing my wallet, my underwear decided to be the asshole.

On a closing note, I thought this story was perfect for this super feminine and girly outfit post. Because I’m such a horrific lady.

XO,

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H&M top, necklace, turquoise ring | Wilfred silk pants | Aldo rings | Nine West shoes

There’s something about the weather that motivates me to blog. It’s almost the end of May and surprise, surprise, the rain is coming down like bunnies and chinchillas. The good thing about it is that it somehow motivates me to blog. I guess I’m kind of like those socially awkward people who talk about weather when they don’t know what to say. Well folks, it’s raining and dark outside. Just down right gloomy.

On another note, I need some motivation to move my butt… literally. I used to be a pretty avid gym-goer, but over the last year or so I’ve lost it. I’ve made many mental and physical attempts to pick it back up, but nothings working. And before you go on about ‘Oh you look fine.. you’re so tiny!’ that’s not the point. Aside from the fact that I’m gaining weight for the first time in oh I don’t know… 8 years?! I’m also feeling chronically exhausted. I. Am. Always. Tired. And. It. Doesn’t. Feel. Good. ZzZZzzzzz….

So please put a spell on me. And give me some motivation to move my lazy ass. Before it becomes too big to move.

XO,

This weekend I went on one of those infamous weekend shopping trips down to the States that we Vancouverites love so much. And although my main purpose was to find some work clothes (skirts, pants, tops, you know) that I could rock in the office, I ended up getting a whole lot of other shit… but you know what? That’s okay, because I got a damn good deal on some damn good stuff.

1. Guess coat. I’m not usually a fan of Guess, but while I was waiting for my BF to finish shopping (OMG, I know right??), I wandered around the store bored and ended up trying on this jacket. I needed a black winter jacket so I got this, because it’s obviously black… but anyways. $109.
2. Longchamp Le Pliage. I’ve been dying to get my hands on one of these because it would be perfect for work (no, it’s not just an excuse) but I’m too cheap to spend $160 on a nylon bag. So I actually bought it off of eBay and picked it up in the States. And no, it’s not fake, jerk-off. $90.
3. Nine West Moccasins. I’m not sure if I can pull it off, but it looks so cute on some girls. For $30, why not. Did I mention, they’re SUPER comfy?!
4. Leather Gloves from Wilson Leather. Not a clue what brand it is. I ripped the tag off and threw it away and never looked back. I’ll be needing these for winter. $24.
5. BCBG bag. I…. liked it. So I bought it. From a regular price of $226 (or something), it was totally worth it. $69.

Just one rule when you’re shopping sale items – if you didn’t know how much it cost, would you still want to buy it? Saves me from buying everything in sight, and saves me from ending up with a bunch of junk I don’t want.

Outlet shopping rocks my socks!

XO,

Drink!

I mean, GO! Okay, so maybe the racing wasn’t the highlight of the event. I wonder what was? Beats me.

A day at the races is just another reason for gals and pals to dress up, drink cocktails and bet on horses (or pretend to in my case). I may not be as thoroughbred-worthy as my counterparts, but hey, it gave me a chance to whip out this dress I’ve been dying to wear since I got it in LA 3 months ago.

H&M Dress | Belt Vintage
Nine West Shoes | Love, Bunnie head band

Hats. Feathers. Flowers. Whatever. Close enough.

XO,