Third Time is a Charm

Well,  the goals I set for outfit posts this weekend were a complete fail.

While Paul and I did have a wonderful weekend: both Friday and Saturday

night was spent socializing and relaxing with friends at some local bars

and Sunday's sunny afternoon was ideal for a picnic, things didn't quite

go my way. On Saturday, Paul and I headed over to the dog park with 

Kobe-the ushe. Upon arrival I realized I had a huge coffee stain down the

front of my white dress (after four cups of coffee I'm surprised I don't

always to spill on myself).  That was nothing though. The real drama 

had not begun.  On Sunday, with the weather so much in our favour, 

Paul and I decided a picnic was in order- there's not much time left for 

that! After walking a decent amount we finally arrived at our destination.

We allowed Kobe to swim first so he'd cool and calm down and allow us to

eat in peace. Kobe then gets out of the water, walks ahead of me, and kicks!

He's just kicking up dirt and it was all landing on me! I was covered, from

head to toe, in mud. To make matters worse, Auntie Dot decided it was

time to visit. Right there in the park. With no washrooms.  No bueno. Oh,

it was an awkward walk home. Ya just gotta roll with the punches. 

Yesterday, after the somewhat sad realization that the temperatures

are rapidly dropping and I most likely won't feel the heat again until 

2014, except for the brief Indian Summer we'll receive in the Fall, I got

on my hands and knees and pulled out the dusty boxes of boots from

underneath my bed. I always associate the end of summer with cowboy

boots. Probably because they don't do well in the rain, therefore the maj-

ority of the year it's unsuitable to wear them- and my feet just get stuffy

when I wear them on hot days. Since cowboy boots conjure up images of

rough cowboys (duh), desert terrain, crazy gunslingers, and a harsh way

of life many of us in the States and Canada have long forgotten, I like to

wear the complete opposite of all that imagery and wear a romantic girly

dress. I like the juxtaposition between soft and tough. Just like a white

lace dress and a leather biker jacket (why haven't I bought one yet?!).

Thrifted Pashmina 

Thrifted Dress

Aldo Boots

Thrifted Bag

Thrifted Bracelets

Souvenir (from Mexico) Necklace