Green Expectations

This is Monday's outfit. My posts will be a little backed up: I've been

busy with holiday dinners, hanging out with friends, and typing up a

transcript.  So Monday, it was a wonderful day. My sister came over

for a little Thanksgiving dinner with Paul and I. Although this holiday

dinner had no turkey. And no gravy. And no cranberry sauce. And no

mashed potatoes or stuffing. I made one mean chicken parmesan though.

And apple crisp for dessert. My lack of ability in the kitchen has got me

thinking it's perhaps time to expand my knowledge.  I'm not looking to

be the next Gordon Ramsey, but I'm tired of rotating the same six or

seven recipes. Trying out new recipes can be a tad daunting however.

You not only run the risk of wasting an entire dinner's worth of food,

but you could spend all that time to end up with the same hollow,

empty feeling in your stomach that you started with.  Oh, the 

dilemmas of a foodie-wannabe. 

 Monday also happened to be the anniversary of Paul and I (we think).

We're not sure exactly what day it is, we're not ones for keeping track

of those things.  I know many would think that's hopelessly unromantic,

but we've been together since we were 17.  No, it's not even that. We're

just not those kind of people.  We don't celebrate Valentine's Day either.

It's about appreciating your loved one on a daily basis and making sure

your days are whimsical and passionate.  I don't want to sound cliche,

and I'm usually not one for sentimental gushy stuff, but this guy happens

to be my best friend. We've known each other since we were in grade one,

although didn't become friends until grade 12. That's not to say we haven't

had our fair share of ups and downs. AND, the odds are so very much 

against us!  Seriously. But here we are, after all these years, still truckin'.

For about a year or so now, I've racked my brains trying to think of a

way to style this shawl. It's fabric is a light cotton, which makes it lie

strangely when worn the typical scarf ways. The weather has been 

mild with just a tinge of crispness, making it about the only time of 

year when draping a shawl over your shoulders is sufficient warmth. 

But the the one thing that makes this more than just simply throwing a

shawl on? The belt. So simple. How has this not dawned on me before? I

find belts are key when you're petite and curveless.  They're essential.

Well, they are if you want to create the illusion of curves to be like me

and lust after something you don't have. I type this as I stuff my face

with food. I like how the print is on display this way as well. Usually

when it's all wrapped around your neck the beautiful, artistic prints are

not able to be observed. How sad. For wasn't it that eye-catching print

that caught your eye in the first place? 

Outfit:

My Sister's Necklace

Thrifted Shawl 

Thrifted Dress

Thrifted Belt 

Spring Flats

Aldo Hat