A Long Weekend, Sunshine and Three Best Friends

This weekend was more than fantastic. I took Friday off, the weather was absolutely perfect and most importantly two of my bestest best friends were in town. YAY!

My bestie Tiffany moved to London a year ago (so long!) to persue her dream career in PR, she's obviously kicking ass and taking names so they're keeping her for another year. I have always known that this girl can do anything she sets out to do, and this move to London has confirmed it once more. She is absolutely brilliant and is a bigger star in my eyes than all the celebs she handles on the red carpet.
Patrick has lived in Toronto for a while now, so he's closer but we still don't see each other as often as I would like (aka every day). He's just the funniest, most talented person I have ever met. The man can sing, act, dance, direct, and make a mean logo. No big deal. (Not to mention he should be the one with the personal style blog, seriously.)

When we get together life just makes sense. We laugh until we pee, we speak in tongues, we sit in comfortable silence, we confess, we give each other advice and we just have a great time. I might still be looking for "the one", but I've already found a couple of soulmates! (with matching tats to prove it!)

Balcony Brunch with the Besties. (They'll probably both hate me for posting this)

 How fab is she?

I miss them both SO much alrady, and if I think about it for any longer I'll start to cry....so..... moving on to what I wore on Friday.

Check out these neon shorts that I bought at the blogger sale. (Ummmm sorry that the pics are so bright you can barely see them, it was sunny and my photographer had to pee)

These babies caught my eye as soon as I saw them on the rack, and even though I wasn't 100% sure they fit right or that they were especially flattering, I just had to have them. I started out the day in my black wedges, but unfortunately those slaughtered my feet and I had to take them off as soon as we got to the nearest store. I ended up purchasing these babies for 20 bucks, which was an unexpected dip into my monthly shopping budget (sad), but had to happen because I literally couldn't walk. The wedges looked much better, but I kid you not when I tell you that I had open wounds on the bottom of both of my feet which required a first aid kit, various creams and balms from my parents' medicine cabinet, a homemade bandage dressing and 2 full fays of awkward limping. Not. Ok.

Shorts: Vero Moda; Shirt: dress, H&M, Emergency Sandals: Old Navy, Necklace: Joe Fresh

There are Days

There are days I don't want to get out of bed....and then there are days when the excitement of what's next keeps me out of bed all night.

There are days when I'm impatient and bitchy....and then there are days when everyone else seems to be.

There are days I think I'll never find him.....and then there are days when I know he's out there, possibly just around the next corner.

There are days I am so scared of the future.....and then there are days when I know that great things await.

There are days when I just have to cry....and then there are days when I wonder how I got to be so lucky and so blessed.

There are days when I still feel brand new.....and then there are days when nowhere else could feel more like home.

There are days when I wonder if I made a mistake....and then there are days that I know everything happens for a reason.

There are days I don't understand boys....and then there are days that I understand them even less.

There are days I feel like danger is lurking....and then there are days when I am certain that the worst is over, and that she will be fine.

There are days when I make myself sick with worry....and then there are days when I completely trust in Him.

There are days when I can't handle posting another photo of myself wearing a boring outfit....there are days like today.

(idea from His Little Lady)

A Lot of (blog) Lovin'

When I fist started blogging, a long, long time ago (aka 3 weeks ago) I didn't think too much about why I was doing it or what I was expecting to get out of it. I've been obsessively following fashion blogs for a while now, so I thought : why not join the conversation?
Today I am pleased to admit that one of the last things I expected out of all of this, is the kind of positivity and kindness I have experienced from fellow bloggers. It has been especially cool to discover all the positivity coming from style bloggers.

Style blogging is a predominantly female preoccupation (I haven't stumbled upon any male style bloggers as of yet - boys if you're out there..holler!).  When I imagine walking into a room full of self-proclaimed fashionistas in real life and showing off my outfit, I feel like throwing up in my mouth! It would be scary, because I would assume that this crew would be stuck up, harsh and judgemental.
I am so glad to report that walking into the cyber equivalent of this room - the style blogging community- has been NOTHING like that.

On the contrary, I've discovered that an  important part of blogging is the positive feedback we give and receive, which is such a refreshing change from the type of negativity we are made to believe that women feel toward one another and toward their own bodies. Yes, I'm sure that there are douchebags out there who leave angry, negative comments, but overall the vibe is predominantly positive.
Complete strangers from all over the world leave encouraging comments for each other, appreciating and supporting each other's creativity and work. This is not only really flattering, but in a world of worst dressed lists and angry celeb blogs (which I adore, don't get me wrong) it is also rare and inspiring. It flies in the face of what people (including myself from 3 weeks ago) might assume a group of women who love fashion would be like.

Ladies, thank you all for your comments and please keep 'em coming. We face a lot of scrutiny and negativity relating to our looks on a daily basis, I am happy that style bloggers have  chosen to be kind to one another!

I'm such a cheeseball.