So, I may have shared before how I have this slight little problem with shopping. I can't seem to stop. My biggest problem is clothes, and somehow walking home along Robson Street does not help. Lately I've been feeling kind of fed up with myself for this. I have a bag full of barely worn clothes I bought just last fall that I'm giving away, and yet I still feel like I need so much more. Ugh! I think the month of November is going to be a fast from shopping.
But before that happens I've been busy getting sucked in by marketing schemes. I found this lovely wool vest at Banana Republic, but convinced myself that it was too expensive and managed to leave the store.
What shows up in my inbox a couple days later? A 25% off coupon for BR. How am I supposed to resist? I couldn't. And while I was there I found this sweater in navy/grey and these navy cord pants.
The sweater I bought and I love. It kind of reminds me of a Joan from Mad Men collar, and trying to look like any female character on Mad Men is sort of a new obsession of mine. But I managed to convince myself that the skinny cords are not needed, and left them behind.
Well a couple days later at the Gap, I find the same cords for $60 and this lovely sweater. I summoned all my will power, and walked out of the store because I know that you don't buy full priced at the Gap. So then today, I'm walking by the Gap and they have this new thing called sprize. If you buy something at full price, and then it goes on sale in the next 45 days, they will automatically put the difference on your account, and then you can use that for other purchases. Well, that's all it took. Sigh. Why am I falling for all their tricks?
I don't know if this happens to anyone else, but as soon as I decide to cut my hair I all of a sudden proceed to have a string of love-my-hair days. This plunges me into a pit of doubt, "Why would I want to change my hair when it's working so great?" I ask myself. Well that's what I was thinking today as I was on my way to the hairdressers to get a drastically different haircut (short! red!) than any I've ever had before. Only when I arrived, he wasn't there, and rather than trust a stranger (who I'm sure is very good) with this big life change, I decided to put it off (maybe forever). The only problem was, now I was SO sad that I didn't get new hair and had an afternoon with nothing to do. Should I go home and tackle the pile of weaving/knitting that is building up ahead of Christmas? Heck no! I should play with red lipstick and take "artsy" - emphasis on the quotations - photos of myself a la 14 year old Alyssa. Oh dear, what must the man cleaning windows next door have thought of me? On second thought, why was he staring through the windows? Hmm..
In the past these photos would never seen the light of day, but since I've decided this blog needs a) more photos and b) more posts, AND since I've discovered the 'edit' button in iphoto, lets share!
I guess I should clean my mirror more often.
Blurry photography! This was my 'let's hang the camera and swing it' experiment. It's worse than sitting in the third row at Paranormal Activity (which I happened to do yesterday).
Ok, that's about all I can handle sharing right now. I don't think I'll be quitting my day job soon. But the upside is I've totally forgotten my lack of haircut disappointment.
It seemed like ages since I had a weekend at home, so when this past one finally rolled around I wanted to make the most of it. Saturday morning was for coffee, pancakes and the weekend Globe and Mail. Followed by cleaning the bathroom, which turned into trying to find a place to put things in the crowded hall closets, which turned into pulling out everything in the hall closets and a mass organizing/purging session (with lots of help from James). Oh my, that was an eye opener. Emptying out the shoes closet I discovered about 10 pairs of shoes or sandals that I didn't even know I had. James was pretty tired of me exclaiming "I still have these?!?" by the end of it. We cleaned up just in time to head out in the pouring rain to meet my parents for a screening of This Way of Life and Chinese at Chonqing.
Sunday started off relaxed, but then it turned into grocery shopping, laundry, and a very frustrating weaving session that ended with me taking it all apart and putting away the loom. Whew, after all that I felt so exhausted I needed another weekend just to recover. Sigh, I guess it's only 5 days away, right?
Luckily we got to have dinner with some friends who just returned to town, a nice reward after all that hard work. And this amazing bouquet somehow ended up in my apartment after they left. What good friends.
that is the question. Found these at winners while shopping with my mom. Funky Frye heels, and as you can see from the pic, a little on the expensive side but such soft, lovely leather. So here's the question, do I keep them or return them? I cannot decide if they are my new loves or a big mistake. Help please!
Well, as you can tell I've been busy with the Ashford Knitters Loom. I have made four scarves so far, and am getting a little nervous that I might become one of those people, you know the ones with closets full of completed knitting/sewing/jewelry etc. that they have nothing to do with. It is a danger since I caved at the end of my class and bought my very own loom!
Luckily, I've been working on a knitting project to slow me down a bit over the past couple weeks... a baby sweater for my friend Rebecca's son. A few years ago I tried knitting a sweater for myself and it was a disaster... I used gross acrylic yarn, was bored by so much dull stockinette stitch, and it was bulky so I never, ever wore it. After that I said to myself that I'd proved that I could make a sweater if I wanted, and therefor never had to do it again. Well, I didn't count on baby sweaters... specifically this adorable one that Rebecca asked if I could make for her. Well here it is! I had so much fun making this that now I'm trying to figure out how I can make a big kid version for myself!
I live in beautiful, rainy Vancouver, and these days I'm kicking around the city with my new son and my smarty pants husband. In a previous (and future) life I am a meteorologist. I express my non-artistic self through crafts (knitting, weaving, sewing just a bit), and sometimes if the mood is right I love to cook and bake. I write about what's going on in my life and these days that's motherhood.