Sunday, 25 September 2016

What to Wear While Strolling Down Memory Lane

Today is my last day down east with my Mum. I'll be heading home to Ottawa tomorrow. And I've been thinking tonight about how much time I've spent, this past week, wandering down one lane or another. Literal and figurative. Once the rain stopped, a brisk breeze blew in sunshine and lovely crisp September weather. Perfect for donning sneakers and sweatpants and getting outside.

old farmhouse basking in the autumn sunshine
The old farmhouse basking in the sunshine

Tuesday, 20 September 2016

When Inspiration Fails To Strike

What do you do when inspiration fails to strike? I sigh. And mooch around the house as if I'm afflicted by bored-angsty-teen syndrome. Which of course I am. Then I read. Good fiction. Or non-fiction, mostly articles. Looking for ideas. And I go for a walk, or a run, or a bike ride. And eventually when I least expect it, inspiration strikes.

Corn fields and an old wind mill, while walking near Osgoode, Ontario.
Walking near Osgoode, Ontario

Thursday, 15 September 2016

Finding My Perfect Timeless White Shirt

I know, I know... the iconic white shirt has almost become a cliché. If you pay attention to those "Five Things Every Woman Must Have in Her Closet" articles, you'll have read that a white shirt is a "must have" in every woman's closet. Apparently. Well, I don't know about that. I mean, if you don't like white shirts, then don't wear one. And clearly we shouldn't pay attention to those silly, bossy, one-size-fits-all lists. But I will say this. I love a white shirt. Always have, since I was a kid. And a white shirt is always on my personal "must have" list. 

I mean just look at Lauren Bacall in her white shirt in the 1948 movie Key Largo. She looks cool and casual and elegant, doesn't she? And Bogie doesn't look half bad in his white shirt either. 

 Bogey and Bacall in their white shirts in Key Largo


Sunday, 11 September 2016

My Fall Colours

I've been wishing and hoping, as the old song goes, for fall. And it looks like my wishes just might be coming true. Last night we had a spectacular thunderstorm, and high winds. And I awoke this morning to find the stultifying humidity gone, replaced by cool temperatures and a wonderfully fresh September breeze that has me reaching for my jeans and sweaters. Ahhh. That's much better.

Paug Lake in the Ottawa Valley 2014
Fall's dark reds and deep blues. Taken on our last fall camping trip in 2014.
Hubby is away fishing this week, and while I've been cleaning, and shopping, and picking and processing tomatoes... we are inundated with tomatoes... I've also been thinking about fall colours. Luscious burgundies, and cool blues, and crisp whites. Like the image below from this week's Net-a-porter.com's magazine The Edit.

Image from netaporter.com magazine The Edit
Elie Saab jacket and blouse, and Stella McCartney pants in net-a-porter.com's magazine The Edit

Thursday, 8 September 2016

Getting My Domestic Goddess On

See that face? What does that say to you? Yep, Lucy's face pretty well sums up my feelings about housework. Meh. Blech. Sigh. I am not a domestic goddess. I hate to clean. But, you probably already know that if you read my blog regularly. I wrote about my lack of domestic skills back a few months ago. Okay, not so much lack of skills, as I said in that post, more like lack of motivation. 

Lucille Ball's look expresses just how I feel about cleaning

Saturday, 3 September 2016

Thrift Shop Shopping: A Sisters' Adventure

About a month ago my sister Carolyn sold her home and she and her husband moved to a smaller house. And because she has so much on her plate these days, I asked her what I could do to help, that did NOT involve lifting. Because... uh, back issues... the month last winter that I spent in physio has me not wanting to go there again. So Carolyn asked: "Could I go through her clothes closet and make her a shopping list of what she might need?" Could I? Had I not recently spent a week editing my closet, and then writing about curated closets, and capsule wardrobes?  I sure had. Am I not the one who loves to organize, not to mention the one who loves to boss people around? I sure am. So, I was happy as a clam to help her unpack her clothes, organize her new closet, and help her to decide what was wearable, not wearable, donate-able, or throw-out-able. 

cheeky decor at The Frock Exchange in Kanata
Some of Fiona's funky decor at The Frock Exchange.