Anything Goes

Some things I've been meaning to say:

• The President's Choice salty caramels are as awesome as I feared they would be. Do yourself a favour and avoid them. Or just buy them, eat the box and get it over with.
  
  
• I haven't forgotten this is a fashion blog, despite the proliferation of art, design, food and political posts. The hols just seem more about pretty interiors than clothes I can't wear because the weather is so wretched. Fear not, I will return to my first love as the season abates. (Or sooner if I'm inspired...)
  
  
• Work and life are hitting a bit hard right now, and precluding me from doing carefully thought out pre-posts, so I've decided to think of December as "Whatever The Eff I Come Up With" Theme Month. Now that's catchy!
  
  
• Daily Outfitting, a really appealing blog, has got me coveting this:

Miss Mars, $48.00

Did I mention it costs $48.00?

Yet Another Thing I Love...

Let's bring it back from the edge, shall we?

Nutiva chocolate protein superfood is, well, protein-laden, super and chocolate. The mix contains ramon nuts (not sure if these are from a tree so allergy sufferers beware), which lends it a kind of coffee mocha flavour. And lots of ballast to both fill you up and keep you satisfied.

My suggestion: Have a glass of 3 tablespoons powder mixed with a cup of skim milk before you go out to party. It may just keep you from the bacon wrapped breaded fried cheese.

What?

Step to It

Why on earth isn't every staircase in the land built with shelving?

I mean, it's not rocket science - but it would change the lives of all the people in 15-feet-wide century homes.

Your thoughts?

Autochrome Magic

Charles Corbet, Melancolia - 1910

This is really not the kind of thing I imagined would interest me overly. People of the Victorian era don't call to me figuratively (or actually - I'm happy to say!). And yet, on going to this photo archive of three Belgian early colour photo experimenters, I was positively carried away. Never mind that these old pics are in colour - which lends them a modern resonance I couldn't have imagined. But they are beautifully composed. Like next-wave Impressionism.

Thanks to Sally Jane for posting on this topic.

Even if this isn't your thing you should give it 3 minutes. And if you're not sucked in, I'd really like to know about it.

PS: You must enlarge this photo for full satisfaction.

I Need Therapy!

Brad Ford's design blog, which I've recently discovered, absolutely delights me! It's all so elegant, neutral, contemporary, modern, clean deliciousness.

So, whacha think of this tree?

Reactionary

As y'all know, I like to think of this little blog as a politically aware but non-partisan fashion forum :-)

Having said this, it occurs to me that 90% of my lovely readers may be in the dark about Canada's current and most contentious political crisis well, maybe ever. It seems it's not so on the global radar screen - or airwaves or newspapers or anywhere.

It's being called the Coalition Crisis and, in true Canadian spirit, it's fairly polite for um, a crisis.

Here's an informative article to apprise you of the rather complicated situation. It happens to be written by former co-worker and bigtime political blogger, Michael Stickings.

PS: As of 10 minutes ago, the Governor General prorogued Parliament for the next 7 weeks...

New Year's Eve Wear

Most NYEs, we have our great friends Steen and Nicole over for some fondue and debauchery. It's very enjoyable and quite casual. And it obviates the need for a sitter. Which as you know can bankrupt you on New Year's Eve.

Mind you, were I the kind of girl who went to fancy champagne parties, this is most certainly what I'd wear:



The tuxedo top of this dress is silk, the skirt portion (to which it is attached) is wool.

In case you are wondering why I haven't posted some lovely image from the web, well, La Belette called it when she said that Club Monaco represents itself wretchedly online. Truth is, I couldn't find an online photo. I had to go to the actual store, whip out my cell phone, and shoot this for y'all.

Which, btw, they didn't like. As if I cared.