Kelsey Dundon

K, that’s a bit of an exaggeration. The skirt’s not quite electric blue, it’s maybe a shade or two darker.

It’s vintage and it was long. Like really long. Like flowy, ankle-skimming long. Until I had my way with it.

My belt came from another dress. I rarely wear the belt that a skirt/dress/sweater came with (don’t ask me why). But I will wear that belt with another piece.

The sandals? They’re my sisters. The necklaces? Inspired by Mr. T.

Aaaaaand, in case you missed the After Show on MTV last night, you can watch the show featuring our (ridiculously embarrassing) birthday message for Jessi here. Happy birthday, Jess!

That’s life in sequins.

Found this cardigan at the antique fair where I found my men’s battledress jacket.

My jeans are Rock and Republic, but every time I wear them I think of Mr. Green Jeans. (Did you grow up watching Captain Kangaroo? Was that just a Canadian thing?)

Beezie requested close-ups of these boots (they’re the same ones as in this post, they just don’t slouch as much when I’ve tucked jeans into them). So, my friend, here you go.

Comfiest boots ever.

my puppy has, maybe then I could beat him at tug-of-war.

As it stands, I resort to dressing in bright colours to give me a burst of energy on cloudy Vancouver days.

The beautifully multicoloured shirt is Thakoon for Target. (How brilliant are Target’s collaborations? I envy all you Americans who have such easy access to them.)

Love all its colours, but especially love the neon green that’s the exact same shade as Leroy’s favourite (filthy) squeaky toy.

My boots are from Umeboshi. As I type I can hear the baby beast squeaking that cursed frog in the backyard.

In this case, the colour is brown, such a rich, warm netural. And the textures: wood, beads, leather and then some.

The wooden necklace is from a woman’s group church sale (those are the best for finding vintage pieces). And I hate to admit this, but I don’t remember where the other two are from (you know you have too many accessories when…).

The moral of the story is: I like how they all look together. You can get away with layering way more statement pieces when they’re all variations on a theme.

Like my suede vintage belt. 

And then I added a splash of red via my favourite eel skin purse with its perfectly 80’s gold chain.

I have quite a collection of eel skin, actually. It’s the softest, most beautiful texture in the world. So in that case, I’ve got many colours, one texture.

So long, in fact, that this pink vintage piece was actually supposed to stay a dress (it was a knee-length number originally).

I got a little aggressive with the hemming and this length would be all sorts of inappropriate if I didn’t wear pants underneath.

So now it’s a pretty rad top with bow-tie sleeves.

My vintage clutch is that perfect size — not so big that it loses its elegance, but big enough to hold my wallet and camera and everything else I cart around with me.

Not to mention the fact that it’s got enough razzle dazzle to last a lifetime.

Well, wedding, technically. That’s where I wore this the night after flying home from Istanbul.

Has a bit of a 1950’s housewife feel to it.

Like I should tie on an apron and serve fresh-baked cookies.

The print is bold enough to make my power ring seem understated.

I bought in the Grand Bazaar in Istanbul. It’s supposed to say something that offers me protection. 

All I know is it’s a lot of fun to wear while typing. And baking.