This doll (my not-so-little-sister) is graduating! (Taken with instagram) I am so incredibly proud of her.

This doll (my not-so-little-sister) is graduating! (Taken with instagram)

I am so incredibly proud of her.

Concerning trousers:

I do love a good pair of bare legs, especially in the summertime. But in the words of Miuccia Prada, “I’m convinced by trousers”. There’s something cool and effortless and chic about a woman in pants and heels.

if I were that sporty girl…

if I were that sporty girl…

I am sure that a good summer starts with the sounds of a Good Winter. Sometimes spontaneity with sisters is the spice of life. And perhaps it is the background Blood Bank running on repeat in my mind has made me bold enough to type out an overture aimed at the charming boy wearing a hat.

Everything that happens is from now on.

Today smells like the tiny white flowers from dozens of Mayday trees. Tomorrow will sound like Justin Vernon cooing the words to Calgary, this time, aptly, while in Calgary. 

Things that I have learned lately:

That people can change exponentially over just one year. And that not all eyelash curlers are created equal.

Two gorgeous biker boys. The former just so happens to be my sweet (not so little anymore) cousin, Jeremy. 

Currently drooling over all things Valentino.