Last summer my mom and I made the trek to the Twin Butte Store, infamously known for their Mexican food, we headed down the cowboy trail right as a raging forest fire had started in Waterton National Park. By the time we made it to the store, the day felt ominous, the heat and smoke…
One observation about living in Canada especially after such a long winter and a late spring, every nice day is not to be taken for granted. The last few weeks, almost coinciding with the emerging leaves and blossoms- my fellow Calgarians are taking to the outdoors with an unbridled enthusiasm. Maybe it’s the long months…
For being a blogger, I’m not usually the best at online shopping, I hesitate, I leave it in the cart too long and then poof everything I thought was cute was long gone! Through my time in the fashion trenches, I’m seen so many boutiques on Instagram that I’ve fallen in love with and find…
I have distinct memories of the last time I wore a fanny pack. It was Disney Land, circa 1992 and I was completely enamoured with one that resembled a giant watermelon slice. What I kept in that enormous pouch strapped to my hip? One could only surmise, Bonne Bell Lip-smackers? Gum? A wad of $$$…
I’m going to start this post off by apologizing. First, for lack of posts and secondly for a bad attitude due to this horrendous vortex of winter we seem to be perma froze in. Creatively I’m zapped and totally uninspired. Never having really dealt with Seasonal Affective Disorder but I now know it’s the real…
I once read a fashion article that was discussing the ways in which you could “pull off ” the Canadian Tuxedo. It stated, “you want to rock double denim without looking like you got lost on the way to the cattle ranch…” Well, call the fashion police, because that’s exactly how I want My Canadian…
