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Oh my...

I had some time to kill while I waited for a ride home from work so I stopped in at my favourite taunt-my-wallet shop Holt Renfrew. I usually head right to the shoe section (nothing too exciting there right now except for a super soft and gorgeous pair of Modern Vintage booties and they still have Marc Jacobs studded mouse flats), but this time I went for the handbag section first. AH MAH GAWD. Hellooooooo Marc Jacobs, Michael Kors (drooled over this one), Kate Spade (drooled over this one and this one...), Prada....and yes, my beloved Balenciaga. This time there was a salesperson unpacking some boxes and she asked me how I was doing. I took the opportunity to ask her to see the black Balenciaga City bag on the shelf behind her. 

*SIGH* This was the first time I had ever touched one of these bags. It was heavenly. I had a short conversation with the her about my love for this bag, and I asked the price (although I already knew roughly). UGH. WHY for the love of gawd do I have to have such expensive taste?!?! She told me to work hard and maybe one day I can own one (note this was after I told her that I was trying to justify getting one, and was attempting to convince my family to ALL pitch in and get me one for Christmas). I thought to myself, I have 2 jobs....I work my ass off....I have the money....but OH WAIT, what were the hubby and I doing last night? Designing a house we want to have built that will cost us every cent we have and MUCH more? I let out yet another big sigh, and let her put the bag back on the shelf. Heartbreaking moment. But it did save me from the heart attack I may have had for spending so much money on a freaking purse. That purse above my friends, is a mortgage payment. 


Goodies by Kelly Wearstler

As most of you probably already know, Kelly Wearstler recently released a clothing and accessories line. I was so stoked when I heard about this as I have been a big fan of her quirky and eclectic style for a long time (apart from the fact that she's an incredible interior designer). I have devoured her online shop on numerous occasions, picking out all my favourite items. (In fact, I adore just about every single piece).



Now that winter is fast aproaching and I finally have my life back, I spent a few hours cleaning the house and winterizing the living room. I went around the house grabbing all the darkish pillows I have left that didn't sell in the garage sale in September and found the pieces of fabric I had put over the couch cushions last winter (washed them first as they were covered in fur, of course). I think it's not looking too bad considering this is all bits and pieces I had laying around. I have a gorgeous Scandinavian blanket in a rusty red and black I should have brought downstairs and draped strategically at one end of the couch but I am too tired from cleaning and I've been up and down those stairs enough already. Maybe next time. ;) (Yesterday I finally brought my winter clothes up from the basement. What an annoying chore that is. I cannot wait to have a large closet/bedroom for my clothes so that nonsense can end).


New stuff to cheer me up

As I mentioned in the comments in my last post, not long after I got back from my French test I got a call that my Fluevog boots (the Prepare Volunteer in black leather) had come in. They are FAB U LOUS. I absolutely adore them and wore them while out running errands the last 2 days. They are super comfy, great quality (which explains the price) and the curved heel is HOT! 

(worn with a sweatshirt-esque poncho/batwing jacket I found at Winners yesterday for $38 and a scarf from Sayulita, Mexico) 

Earlier in the week some jewelry arrived that I had ordered mid-October from the shop The Chains Of Love. I picked out an antiqued silver twig bracelet (I should have bought a couple more) and a cross necklace. 


bear with me

I am sitting here trying to get a post done for the blog's main page and I am suddenly having a complete meltdown (tears and everything) over this f*cking French test I have next week. This has been the most frustrating and stressful thing I have ever gone through in my entire life. I have endured 8 years of this linguistic hell. I cannot believe the Canadian government puts public servants through this. I have busted my ass working for the same group for my entire career as a public servant (I think almost 9 years now) and I am finally in a position where I really feel like I'm doing something I enjoy. Now I may be forced to leave because I cannot ace a goddamn verbal French test (might I add that I have never had to speak French at work in all this time). I want to keep this job, my boss wants me to keep this job, and I am fairly certain the team I supervise wants me to keep this job. WHAT IS WRONG WITH THIS PICTURE???