Oh, sunshine. One day you and I will be together again. Until then, I will continue to admire you from afar, and every day you will creep a little bit closer to my hemisphere, seduce me with your warmth and gently ease the tights off my legs.
Did that get a bit weird at the end?
Every day it is getting a little bit warmer, I even managed to get my bike onto the road for a few afternoons, until we were hit by (hopefully) the last snowfall of the season. Officially we are in spring now but Ottawa has always been a bit late to the party.
I can’t wait to go bare-legged again, my pasty limbs are feeling stifled by all these seasonal layers, looking at these photos from Los Angeles makes me feel wistful for simple, comfortable outfits.
- Top/H&M :: Skirt/American Apparel :: Hat/Etsy
This weekend I am trying to catch up on all the chores I have neglected in the last few weeks, and watching An Affair to Remember on Netflix. Deborah Kerr and Carey Grant are gorgeous, and the outfits are so elegant! When I packed for L.A. I was trying to pack only a carry-on bag, while leaving some extra room for any souvenirs, so I ended up rolling all of my clothes into tight little burritos and stuffing everything in as tightly as possible. I wonder how Deborah would have packed her dinner gowns for her sea voyage. Something tells me that this little number would not have survived my packing techniques:
Old, romantic movies like An Affair to Remember are so special. I think if I could have lived an alternate life I would have liked to be a nightclub singer in New York, seducing wealthy men in dapper tuxedos with my golden voice. I would wear ball gowns as my suitors wine and dined me, and eventually I would abandon them, pawn the jewels they gave me, buy myself a Tuscan villa and live out my days eating nothing but crusty bread and stinky cheese.
I hope that didn’t get weird at the end.
Weardrobe
