Here I am, sweating profusely because I dare to wear a leather midi skirt in 40° weather. Anything for fashion, I suppose. I found this vintage leather skirt in the spring for mere pennies at my local thrift shop. Not only is it the right fit, it also has the perfect lace-up details on the side. Worn here with a simple American Apparel crop top, I felt classy but could still get down and bust a move. Win win!
Vintage leather skirt from Public Butter, top by American Apparel, and sandals by Zara
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Wearing vintage suede dress and Zara sandals
One of the best things about adjusting to a new (ish) hairdo—especially one as drastic as this one—is figuring out what colours and shades work best with my fresh locks. Having read a few beauty & hair articles here and there, I had heard that blondes look quite good in shades of nude and beige. The excitement of being able to integrate yet another boring neutral into my wardrobe was palpable. So you can imagine my glee when I found this vintage suede dress for mere pennies at my neighbourhood shop. When I found it, it was Amish-length and adorned with a matching fringe belt. Hideous, on more than one level, but nothing a good tailor couldn’t fix.
Et voilà. Worn here with chunky sandals and wind blown hair, I feel as fresh as a brunette in an all black look.
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In the perfect world, I would be dressed like Tilda Swinton 365 days of the year. But in reality, there comes a time when you are stressed out, you have a full workday plus errands, and all you want to do is dress comfortably and succumb to looking like a dirtbag.
A dirtbag, to me, is a person who abandons societal norms in order to pursue their chosen lifestyle. I chose to wear basketball shorts to work and not touch up my roots. Same difference. It’s not a bad thing, per se. Some might argue it demonstrates a singular vision in the person to pursue the life they want. I guess, in this case, I wish for a life where I don’t have to put on a skirt suit to go to the office and I don’t have to get up before noon on a Saturday to get my hair did. Both noble pursuits if you ask me.
I’m wearing a very special sweatshirt produced by the people at The Editorial Magazine. The editors from Montréal recently came down to Toronto and held a launch party at D N S, which coincidentally is also my hair salon. With it, I’m wearing leather shorts by Northbound, vintage backpack, and shoes from Durumi.
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I’m wearing vintage suede jacket, dress with raw hems by Topshop Boutique, sandals and bag by Zara.
A quick outfit post to start the week. Over the weekend my boyfriend and I attended our first wedding of the season. In typical form, I bought my dress at the last minute but lucked out because I found this right away and it was on sale. I love the silver belt buckles and the raw hems. I paired it with my second vintage suede coat purchased this spring, this one looser and drapier than the more structured version I bought previously. Being a relatively new blonde, I like discovering new shades that work with my hair colour. Neutrals like light grey and nude and blush are flattering with fair hair and look great for spring.
Unfortunately these were the only pics I took on the day of, as I was busy snacking on lobster rolls and sipping on white wine seltzers while trying not to cry during the vows. I will have better pics next time, I promise.Images by The Pack
Ally wears: top and skirt by Marques’Almeida
Cindy wears: vintage silk T, cropped pants by Oak + Fort, patent brogues by Zara, and American Apparel backpack
Wednesday night was the culmination of a year-long dream. Myself and Ally attended the Flare magazine x Hudson’s Bay fashion week party for Marques’Almeida, TOME, and Kaelen. I’m going to take a gander and say Marques’Almeida, more than any other designer out there right now except for maybe Raf Simons, gets written about the most on this blog. So of course we were peaking to meet the designers behind the brand, Marta Marques and Paulo Almeida. In person they were every bit as lovely and chill as the clothes they design. While I tried my hardest to restrain my inner fangirl, we gabbed about Toronto’s jerk chicken scene and the city’s best vintage shops. Apparently we also drank some wine and caught up with our friend Nicole Jankowski, stylish and talented fashion writer based right here in Toronto. [Look at that sick leather top tho.] But please forgive me if all I can remember right now is the exact shade of purple lipstick Marta was wearing.
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Wearing blue duster jacket by asos.com, bodysuit from Nasty Gal, and earrings and boots from Zara
Sometimes you just want to Keep It Simple Stupid. OK so maybe that applies to me most of the time. I’m not my best self in the morning, and the thought of coordinating an outfit with 4-5 pieces fills me with anxiety. I like the ease of throwing on a duster jacket and wearing it as a dress. It’s a little scandalous, what with only two buttons and such a low V-neck. But with the right wool tights and a perfectly strappy bodysuit, the effect can be quite fetching. I also look like I could be taking your temperature, but I really don’t see the downside of looking like a smart med-school-grad who just walked out of a lab.
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Wearing J Brand jeans, vintage boots and belt, Zara leather topper and turtleneck from UniqloImages via The CutStockholm Streetstyle, Jackie from That 70s’ Show, Charlie’s Angels
When you work 8-10 hour days, five days a week, and with an hour commute each way, life can get a little monotonous after a while. You know what helps? Trying out your questionable outfit ideas in the office before you wear them out to something actually important. That’s how I found myself at work in the dead of winter in bell bottoms and a mustard belt. Who am I? Obviously I have no idea.
Based on my past few posts, you can probably tell I’m pretty enamoured with 70s-inspired style these days. I enjoy the change, and 70s dressing, with its shearling coats and protective leathers, is particularly suitable for these dang February days. It’s currently -20 in Toronto with over 20 cm of snow on the ground, so boots and long johns are essential. And, as someone terrified of having a cold neck, I’ve been pretty much living in turtlenecks since November. From a practical standpoint, this ensemble was a perfect ten. I was comfortable. The wide leg jeans were perfect for layering on top of fleece-lined long johns. And I loved the luxury of wearing a knit sweater that’s also very slimming on my figure. Black turtlenecks are absolutely necessary, you guys. Stylistically, I loved how long the bell bottoms made my legs look. Also, I think we’re all a little sick of skinny jeans, no? I still got to wear my favourite colour combo of black and white. Jury’s still out on the mustard belt.
Obviously I’m not new to this way of dressing. These jeans have been in my wardrobe for years. What is novel is the fact that this is the first time in a while that I’ve been excited to wear colour. Sunny days are hard to come by these days so I like adding some colour to my life artificially. I know it’s just a tiny yellow belt, but baby steps ok? I love the rich hues so characteristic of 70s garments—dark maroons, warm browns, deep indigo blues. It is enough to make me feel excited to get dressed in the morning again.
Wearing cropped knit and ripped jeans by Topshop, vintage fur coat and leather backpack
I’ve been sitting on these photos for far too long. My life is currently a clusterfuck of plans and responsibilities so you’ll have to be patient with me for a bit longer. Taken before Christmas and before my massive hair change, these were shot on a rare sunny Saturday. I was feeling especially daring that day and frolicked in the cold san-scarf while baring plenty of midriff and knees. To be honest with you, I find most crop tops in high street stores too cropped, this olive-coloured one from Topshop being a particularly egregious example. Paired with an oversized coat, though, the ensemble turns a few shades more modest. Just think of it as my Kim K. look, ok?
Looking at these pics, I can’t help but feel an intense nostalgia for my natural dark hair. I am a scaredy cat by nature, terrified of change and comforted by repetition and sameness. Needless to say, bleaching my hair was a decision that took several years for me to act on. It is absolutely not an act I regret, and I’m sure you would agree with me too as soon as I get around to posting a before and after pic. But seeing my once softly-tousled waves that barely took 5 minutes to style…it’s hard not to feel envious of my former self.
All photos shot by Karolyne Ellacott and edited by The Pack