Category: fashion

Ah, yes. Winter in Manotick. Everything is lovely and clean, pristine and peaceful. Bucolic, even. Especially after a snowfall. Especially in the bush. I love when it snows just after New Years. Making everything look, well… new year new. That’s …

It’s the dead of winter here in Ottawa, the dead time between New Year’s and the return of normal life. Back in the day, I would fill this weirdly unreal time (between the craziness of Christmas, and the start of …

That’s my new fashion mantra for this winter, folks. Trying to love the one I’m with, so to speak. And I’m not talking about Hubby here. I’m trying to rekindle the love I once felt for some of the older pieces …

Despite the fact that I love to cull my closet, I must confess I do have a number of… ah… older pieces. Items which over the many years of culling I have been unwilling, or sometimes initially willing, but in …

  These days I’ve been feeling as if I need to shop for clothes. Really. No joke.    For those who think they know me… this sounds like a ludicrous statement. I’m always shopping, aren’t I? But my friends who …

Winter is here. It’s been here for a few days, now. We had a minor snow fall last weekend, and the snow has stayed. Hubby’s heavy jackets, and winter gloves and toques are unpacked. And he’s been skiing once already. …

I once had a biology professor who could see the lighthearted side of just about anything. I remember one morning he strolled to the front of the lecture hall, stood for a moment stroking his chin pensively, and began,”Imagine this. …

I’ve written often on the blog about the never-ending trials of finding the perfect jeans. I’ve even been known to compare the endless labour of shopping for jeans to the punishment meted out by the gods to poor Sisyphus. You know, the …

One of my long-time fashion philosophies is that I buy what I love. I don’t mind spending extra for something perfect, something that makes me sigh when I put it on, as I said about this burgundy sweater in a …

It’s September and here in Ottawa we are shifting into fall. Big time. With dropping temperatures, cool nights, and rainy, windy days. And I have been shifting gears as well. Not like in the old days of lesson prepping and …