When you've lived in the same place for your entire life, it's pretty easy to think you've seen it all. And that's how I'd felt about my city for quite a few years now; after all, it has been over two and a half decades of calling it home. This past weekend, though, I discovered that I was definitely wrong. On the way to the water where we often like to shoot at we discovered Finn Slough-- an amazing, tiny, hidden fishing community in Richmond. Stumbling upon the decaying village, complete with …
Archives for February 2015
Love Story
What makes a love story great? Is it the one that’s comprised of grand gestures, the can’t-live-without-yous, the kind of all-consuming passion that we often see in the movies? Sometimes, the romantic in me wants to say yes. It seems like this is what I’ve been told all my life, that this is the sort of love that’s ideal, and that anything less just isn’t worthwhile. If you had asked me just several years ago, I may have very well affirmed that yes, these are indeed the things that set the …
Engraved
Over the weekend, I had the opportunity to spend a lovely morning at Sephora Robson with my friends Lily and Kiara in celebration of the Chloé Love Story fragrance. The event was full of all of the beautiful details you'd expect from Chloé, and included a photo booth for shoppers all day long (which we obviously spent way too much time at). The best part, though? Getting my name etched on the bottle at the engraving booth. There's always something special about a personalized item; it's such a …
Tied to a Scent
I remember hearing when I was younger that scent has the strongest ties to our memory. And time and time again, I've seen that to be true. Just getting a faint smell of something can transport me back vividly to a long forgotten, distant memory, whether it's tied to an event, a trip, or even a person. I love that with perfume, we can choose to preserve memories in the loveliest way. Inspired by the love padlocks on the bridge of the Pont des Arts in Paris (both the scent and the …
Menswear Inspired
I used to be a serious tomboy. So much so, in fact, that my grade 5 teacher actually mistook me for a guy on the first day of school (which had some scarring effects for a while, to say the least). It's not that I wanted to look like boy, per se, but between having an older brother and taking his hand me downs, and falling victim to the classic bowl cut for many of my childhood years, there really wasn't a whole lot I could do about it. Because of this, as soon as I started buying my own …