In light of all the leopard we saw this past fashion week and an attempt to ~feminize~ my fall look…
Finding this dress was a blessing sent from another realm. In this weird transitional time I keep finding myself gravitating towards my baggy jeans, vans, and simple tees, and leaving my look at that. While I’m all for simplicity, the effortless cool one feels whilst wearing blue jeans and a white tank has gradually slipped into a mundane dressing routine, and I’m beginning to hate it.
The result of this pendulum swing is a newfound attraction to more feminine dressing that I haven’t felt in a long time. Just in time for fall, too, when life is becoming routine again and I need something refreshing. Wearing a skirt or a dress can put a spring in my step that nothing else can, and you don’t need baggy jeans to bring you down when school is already doing so.
Here’s to another 2 (maybe 3) weeks of being able to wear this dress! Then I’ll have to start engaging my brain while getting dressed again.
In an unexpected turn of events, I’ve chosen an outfit filled with cool tones just as we head into fall. I suspect that a hint of nostalgia for the summer months had something to do with the choice of ensemble, but who’s to say.
Nostalgic as I am, however, I am beyond ready for fall. I’m slightly tired of having my makeup melt off in the humidity of Montreal and I’m more than a little excited to be wearing 4 layers again. (With boots, such as these incredible snakeskin beauties that I snagged this summer at a killer price)
I guess this look is the middle ground between these two, very conflicting, tendencies.
There’s something about going to my Grandma’s house – drinking tea and admiring her garden – that make me feel a little more girly and a little more dainty than usual. So when I finally gave in to the uncontrollable urge to buy this dress, I knew there was only one place I wanted to shoot it.
Of course, girly-ness reaches a point of discomfort with me. So I had to rough up the look with touches of black, the beat up sneakers, and the velvet choker. Usually, I’m hesitant to toss around black accents with a summery outfit – they can come across as harsh and can ruin an outfit in a second.
But I tried adding the accents to the top and bottom while avoiding the creation of a stark divide across the dress (ie: a big black belt) and I think it worked! The black draws the eyes around the look without overpowering it.
The other accents were natural. The braid prevents overpowering the neck area (imagine my hair, the straps, and the choker – a disaster in the making) in what’s supposed to be a light look. Meanwhile, the rose-gold sunglasses are a subtle way to bring in some color and shine.
The teacup is half for fun and half for my caffeine fix.
To be honest, I didn’t think much of it at first. Our first impression was what we saw as we came in through its southern entrance – meaning we had to drive for 2 hours through a vast forest of scraggly evergreen trees. I won’t blame this part of the forest for the wildfire it had to endure not too long ago, but I was not in awe as I had been while viewing the Grand Teton National Park.
But, as things usually go, I was proved wrong but nature. Once the forest cleared for the first time, I could finally see the beauty and I finally understood what made this park so special.
There’s something about Yellowstone that is still so natural. Virtually untouched by man – once you get off the two lane road that runs through the park – it emits a sort of calm that I’ve never experienced before.
It holds knowledge that we can’t comprehend, and contains stories that we’ll never hear. It exists in its own microcosm within our world, unaware of the troubles we humans face outside of its borders. The herds of bison have no regard for our troubles, and the many bears that live there were happier than we were to avoid an encounter. Yellowstone exists for the livelihood of its inhabitants, and that is what makes it such a beautiful escape for us mere humans.
So yea, that was Yellowstone.
And that’s it for the road trip!
You may be sitting here wondering – what the hell were the 6 states? By the time we reached our destination of Vancouver, we drove through: Nevada, Idaho, Wyoming, Montana, Oregon, and Washington. Not even to mention we had to drive across California to begin the trip! Now I’m settled into Vancouver for the summer and you can expect a post from here soon. Before then, though, look forward to one of my favorite shoots from back home in California!