I is for Ironic

The first day is always filled with so many emotions. No matter what type of day it is.  I started a new job. A couple actually. Both with kids. Something opposite of what I was doing. Life throws changes and challenges at us and I grabbed these. I love kids. Even sassy ones. Even uniform…

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The Batting Cage

Writers block is a hard thing. It's almost been a year since I've written a blog. But then I awake at 4:30am on a Monday, my mind too busy to sleep any longer. More worried at the fact that I haven't written and people will wonder, instead of wanting to write because I enjoy it.…

Picture This – Grown; Age Only

I was back at my favourite fashion disaster destination....the ole 7-11. As I stood in line to pay for my goods, I watched as a gentleman strolled/swaggered across the lot. I couldn't decide if it was a bummed leg/injury/hip replacement candidate or an actual practiced walk. Late 50's, I'd guess. Tricky tho. For what he…

Haute Trip

I was late for work the other day. No big deal since I'm self employed and I didn't have a client. But it was one of those mornings. You know the ones.  It started as normal. I woke up and thanked the good Lord for keeping me here one more day.  I, then, made all…

Haute Bag-er

I have an addiction. To bags. Purses, clutches, satchels, cinch, envelope, tote, oversized, hobo, saddlebag, messenger, cross body, itty bitty.  Give them to me!! A lover of fine bags yet when it comes time to pay, I can't remember what pocket, of what coat or pant I left my card in.  I have a wonderful…

Who are you?

 Let's be real.  2016 sucked. But so did every other year. And maybe 2016 rocked. Like every other year. And maybe 2017 will suck too. Or rock. But was it really the whole year? Every minute? Every day? Because I'm pretty sure everyday is a new day. It's own day. Don't tell yourself resolution lies.…

Haute Hater “It Rubs the Lotion on Its Skin”

Instagram is a cesspool of skin. Literally. Unless I'm following hoards of the wrong kind of users. We should, however, be proud of our largest organ.  After all, it is unique.  Colour, markings, scars, clarity, texture, smell. A single touch from someone or something, can send us sky rocketing, either into full on goosebumps of…

Alice the Camel

Pants. Not to be confused with leggings!! Those aren't pants, those are leg coverings and for more information on how to wear those please read my Legging blog.  This is about wearing real pants. We all put them on the same way, one leg at a time.  Something about them sure is tricky tho. Brand…

Fibres of Your Life

Clothing can be a powerful thing. Filled with emotions, strength and pain. Something amazing happens to people when their world falls apart.  A humility, a nobility, a higher intelligence emerges at just the point when your knees hit the floor, hit our rock bottom. Comfort on day when you need it the most. The oversized…