Hubby and I are loading up the truck in a couple of days. Packing the cooler, filling the book bag, tying the canoe on the truck, lacing up our sneakers, and heading up the Ottawa Valley for a week in the semi-wilderness.
We’re not canoeing into the real wilderness of Algonquin Park this trip. We’ll be sleeping in our tent trailer, instead of on the ground. And we won’t be portaging. But we will be paddling and fishing, biking and swimming, and lazing around with our books. A whole lot of that last one.
And so I can assure you that this week will NOT go down in the annals of chic fashion. Most definitely not a fashionable week. And this is most definitely not a fashion post.
This is as gussied up as I am likely to be all week. My Aritzia tank, flip flops, and either my Brooks Brothers walking shorts, or my black, drawstring, cotton pants from Green Tree Eco Fashion. These pants have been a workhorse in my summer wardrobe since 2014.
I’ll wear one of these outfits one day over the course of the week when we drive into town for provisions. We usually take a day to meander along the back roads, indulge ourselves with a big, greasy breakfast in Barry’s Bay, and stop on the way home at a lovely pottery and craft store in the village of Wilno. Wilno is Canada’s oldest Polish settlement, and Hubby and I keep thinking we should drive back up the valley one Labour Day weekend for their annual community supper. Apparently they’ve been serving traditional Polish fare at this event for more than sixty years.
Most of the time, though, I’ll be in shorts and a tank top, or sweat pants and a tee shirt. Or my new bathing suit, which I finally bought last week. It’s a black one-piece. I know, I know. So boring.
But I spent two hours in the dressing room at Brio, a swimsuit specialty store, trying every high-neck, one-piece suit they had. Striped ones, paisley ones, red ones, blue ones… and they were all too long in the body, too big in the butt, or too something or other. I even became all tangled up in the complicated straps of one and had to call for help to extricate myself. I tried all of their tankinis and had no luck there either. Then the helpful and very patient salesgirl brought me this “Miraclesuit,” I slipped it on, and, miracle of miracles, it looked ten times better than anything else I had tried. So black or not, I bought it.
I’m not much of a cover-up person; I’ve owned lovely feminine sarongs and the like, and never worn them. That’s probably because we do most of our swimming when we’re camping or wilderness canoeing. So, I bought a black, zippered Gabar cover-up too. Much better to pull on over a wet bathing suit for cycling back to our campsite from the beach, or clambering back into the canoe… than something fluffy and delicate.
This is my new suit sans the cover-up. Do you like how I doctored the shot? I’m sixty, and I’m okay with that… mostly. But I do take a jaundiced view of publishing an un-doctored shot of me in my bathing suit. Ha. I know. Bad pun.
And so we’re off in a few days. I’m looking forward to lazing around the fire, reading my book, and riding my bike. Languidly paddling the canoe until I get the word that, even though we are on vacation, lily dipping is not appreciated by the guy in the stern. I’m looking forward to sipping wine while the man makes dinner… not that this will be much different from when we’re at home.
I’m also looking forward to not worrying about my hair; that’s what hats are for. To not wearing make-up. To not giving a hoot about what I’m wearing. Because this week I’ll be taking a break from fashion, and fashion posts. This week will most definitely be Not Fashion Week. And whatever I wear, it will be comfortable, casual, and capable of getting dirty, wet, or maybe even ruined.
Well, except for my black Aritzia tank. I don’t want to ruin that after all I went through to find it. Better go and un-pack that puppy.
How about you guys? Any trips upcoming? Fashionable or otherwise?
P.S. Since we’ll be camping and most certainly off-line for the next week… I’ve scheduled a couple of “reprise” posts from the early days of my blog. On the theme of summer, and canoeing, and such. If you haven’t read them yet, hope you enjoy them.