Frocks for Spring

Though winter shows no sign of ending soon in this God-forsaken country (I mean this jokingly--- I'm sure God's still kicking around here somewhere), I can't get on to a computer without browsing longingly at dresses that won't be practical until the warmer weather comes around. Here are some of the ones I was lusting after today...

I just want back in your head...

Okay, these songs have been in my head all day. Check them out on Youtube. I'm sure that, just like virtually every other song, you'll find them there.

• Womanizer - Britney Spears

I hated the song at first but, after hearing it again and seeing the smoking hot music video, I was addicted. It's fun, it's up tempo, and I guess it has a good message? Don't believe me? Yeah, I guess I wouldn't either.

• Teenage Kicks - Nouvelle Vague

A great cover. I love the bossa-nova/new wave sound that this band produces. They're CDs are constantly in rotation on my CD player or my iPod. I hop that they come up with another album soon.

• The Creeps (Get on the Dancefloor) - [The] Freaks

A girl that I got to know really well when I was in Spain got me hooked on this song. It's a great song to dance to in the mirror to.

• Back In Your Head - Tegan and Sara

I have no idea why this is in my head. There's just one line that keeps playing over and over again in my head: I'm not unfaithful but I'll stray. Classic.

Will sing for shoes!

Okay, I know they're way out of my budget, but I was on the Saks website and could not resist gawking at these beautiful Louboutins. So as the title says, I'll sing you a pretty little song if you'll give me a pair of these in return!

As you can see, I have a thing for black footwear. I think that, ultimately, a well-made, gorgeous black shoe is the ultimate accessory. Why? Well firstly, black goes with everything. Secondly, a simple black shoe is a lot easier to transition from season to season that, say, a pink, patent leather, rhinestone-encrusted pair of thigh-high boots. Or Uggs.

Progress on Schools

So last night I unofficially decided that I might go to Waterloo to study English Rhetoric and Professional Writing, along with French and Spanish. I'm really curious to see how long this decision lasts for.

Style Mob

Last night at around 2 am, I joined this site called Stylemob.com. I must say, at first I thought it to be some superficial site where hipsters post pictures of themselves to receive praise. Well, in a way it is, but it's also so much more. There are forums where people can get advice, plenty of good inspiration, and, luckily for me, viewers can actually give "constructive criticism" for outfits that they don't like. It's a fun site, but being on it has made me realize that I don't have any photos that show off my style. I'll try to get on that.

New Job Alert!

Recently I went to a group job interview at the Gap, a store that I'm starting to like now that Patrick Robinson is at the helm. Even more recently I was offered the job as a Sales Associate. I accepted. I start next week, apparently, and I need to come in looking "Gap-like". I'm not quite sure what that means, which is the problem.

Usually, my style is a little bit off, and not as all-American as the Gap's image, so I don't know if my wardrobe will be able to provide me with 4 different outfits a week that fit into the Gap mold. I guess this is why they offer a discount to employees. That Gap look isn't cheap! Luckily for me, their newest collection is just as delicious as their fall collection. In particular, I'm loving this button-down, high-waisted skirt, and their brown, leather bomber jacket.

Coupe Bizarre

Last Saturday at Nuit Blanche, a contemporary art thing held annually in Toronto, I volunteered to be part of a performance art piece, where a person would cut the hair of volunteers in this sort of box and photographers would take pictures through the door of the box and a hole in one of the box's walls.

I wasn't anticipating that he would cut all of my hair off. I went in with hair that was shoulder-length and left with hair that doesn't even touch my neck. At first, I was shocked and a bit mortified, thinking that it looked horrible, despite the reassurance of my mother, one of my friends, and several strangers who I'd asked for their opinion.

Now, a week later, I've grown to love my new cut! I really want to get a picture of my hair up soon! Before it was very patrician - immaculately styled, very average. I mean, I even had the typical brunette shade. Now, it's edgy and fun and really seems to suit me.

Alright. That's all!