So don’t make me watch a rom-com, unless the fashion is good. Maybe I can handle a 1/2 hour but then promise me, we can switch to a zombie dramedy. You swear? Right now, I’m building a winter cozy wardrobe reminiscent of Cameron Diaz in The Holiday (2006). The premise is that Cameron Diaz’s character longs for a change of scenery from LA and switches homes with English Kate Winslet during holiday season. Trading in the sunny palms of West Coast for the quaintness of cottage life in the English countryside, shenanies ensue. I don’t remember the rest. At some point, she also hooks up with hottie mchotterson Jude Law (pre-nanny scandal).
But I digress. My interpretation of channelling Cammy in The Holiday… aka Chalet Chic-y.
And if you’re looking to trade places this holiday season, flash-forward 2014 and we’ve got Airbnb.
November 6, 2014 No Comments
I love Roncey. On the western edge of the city, the happening stretch of Roncesvalles between Howard Park and Queen Street is a pedestrian friendly neighbourhood overflowing with gourmet restaurants, cozy cafes, independent retailers and fresh fruit markets. I was really lucky to accompany my friend D on a foodie lovers walking tour in the summer hosted by Yellow Pages Taste Your Neighbourhood & the Roncesvalles BIA. My friend and I were the requisite tour girls who lagged behind sampling and buying everything. Ahem, we were taking one for the team and supporting local. Yeah we were.
La Cubana (392 Roncesvalles Ave.) – With its retro green and red subway tiled walls and open kitchen, this Cuban style diner is charming and funky. The menu boasts an overwhelming selection of diner favourites with a latin twist. Of course there is the Cuban sandwich, corn frituras and empanadas. Try them brunch or dinner.
Barque Smokehouse (299 Roncesvalles Ave.) – You would think as a vegetarian I wouldn’t be into it but the smell of those baby-back, baby-back ribs almost turned me carnivore. But alas, I lived vicariously through my friend S who tried the sampler of ribs, chicken, brisket and Italian sausage. I had the plank salmon with a variety of sides which included heirloom tomato salad, panko crusted penne n’ cheese and bbq-spiced French fries. We didn’t talk for half an hour because we were too busy eating.
The Mercantile (297 Roncesvalles Ave.) – Gourmet meets giftshop. If someone wants to buy a gift or surprise dinner party guests with something to ‘ooh and ahh’ over, you will find an array of specialty snacks, artisan teas, chocolates and preserves galore in this treasure bursting pantry and sweet boutique.
October 13, 2014 No Comments
I love my blog. I reallyx3 do. If you read my ABOUT page, you’ll understand why. While I don’t have the time I used to when I started five years ago, it’s still an important outlet for me to write, share my ideas about the places I travel, the great restaurants with the most delicious food, the chicest boutiques and vintage shops I frequent and the cultural happenings that keep me excited about living in Toronto. I have a fun life and I always count my lucky stars and bank my Supermoons.
I have a dear friend who also manages a blog and we chat about when and if to call it quits as other life priorities take over. My feeling is, I will continue writing as long as the passion is there. It’s a creative space that evolves with me. If there is one thing I have learned about any love collage — whatever I write about on my blog or put on my actual board comes true. Sounds hokey but TRUST. And another grain of wisdom, put your energies in the things, people, places and interests that inspire you. When you look back, you will only have fond memories and few regrets.
“Dreams pass into the reality of action. From the actions stems the dream again; and this interdependence produces the highest form of living.” – Anais Nin
August 14, 2014 No Comments
It’s been weighing heavy on our minds this week. My VIP carpool has been cranking up the Beyoncé (all my single ladies!) in anticipation for the On The Run concert. We’ve been comparing our favourite lines from Drunk In Love, with a unanimous vote for “last thing i remember is our beautiful bodies grinding off in that club” and “surfboard-surfboard” (obviously!). After we’ve cooled our excitement, the next heavily contemplated topic of discussion is what to wear. Here I present you a myriad of choices to ponder when thinking of your concert-inspired wardrobe. Remember, to consider your audience. XO
July 3, 2014 No Comments
My day started off kind of crappy. So to rid myself of the blues, I put on my most flowy floral, maxi skirt printed with flowers and tigers, an opulent gilded, pair of braided gladiators and my sunglasses. Then I got into my car (Habeeba), opened my sunroof and hit Queen West West for some retail therapy.
Though I live downtown, I haven’t been on a proper stroll to pop into the cute boutiques — there are so many new ones which is fun, exciting and most of all, dangereuse (dangerous in French).
Here were some of my faves:
Zumel & Co (863 Queen St. West) – Filled with racks of colourful blouses, dresses and feminine separates, I think this would be a good place to find a lovely outfit for a daytime cocktail or a unique piece for your work wardrobe.
Cabaret (672 Queen St. West) – This is an oldie but a goodie. A family owned vintage shop specializing in 1920-1970’s clothing. Nothing cheers me up like going into the basement of a vintage store, trying on random retro outfits and digging for hidden treasure. Nothing. I got my besties’ bday present there – an elaborate, Art Deco black beaded headdress which they died over. Plus, the shopgirls were sooo nice and loved my gypsy jetset outfit. PS. I love you.
Wildfox Couture Pop-Up Shop (711 Queen St. West) – Vintage inspired casual wear for dreamers. Based out of LA, this brand is all about distressed terry cloths, soft slub t-shirts, relaxed sweaters and Malibu-inspired beachwear. A fave brand of celebs this pop-up will be here at least until the end of Summer. I could not resist the cute quotient of a Koala pullover because obviously, koala is my power animal.
May 24, 2014 No Comments
A girl needs to dream. A girl needs to dream about a bright sunshine-y day without rain or sleet or snow. A day without salt stained boots and static-y flyaway hair. Of turquoise waters and itsy-bitsy-teeny-weeny bikinis. Having gone on a warm December vacation, my hopes were high for a quick segue way into Spring. Since that hasn’t been the case, I’ll settle for Summer Beach Dreams.
I have already planned out my travels for the next year (because a girl has got to see the world). Well, if you’re a follower of the LC, you know how I feel about a gypset wardrobe. If it were tropical here, I would be wearing a caftan walking down the sidewalk. Some summer loves to keep you daydreaming… *lesigh
April 8, 2014 No Comments