Haute Shopper, who writes the must-read blog Haute World, is from Paris (France!) where she sometimes window shops and sometimes shop shops. She was kind enough to contribute this guest post about a Canadian in Paris (oh how I wish that were me.)





Haute Shopper, who writes the must-read blog Haute World, is from Paris (France!) where she sometimes window shops and sometimes shop shops. She was kind enough to contribute this guest post about a Canadian in Paris (oh how I wish that were me.)





I’m off to Turkey for the next few weeks. But don’t worry, I would never abandon the Anthology.

Instead, I thought I’d get some input from my favourite bloggers, best friends and family members (you guys are the best). While I’m gone, the Anthology will feature tons of guest posts. Tomorrow: the very first one.

Want to write one? Send me a note at theanthology@live.com.
These insanely gorgeous photos are by Robokow.
is a beautiful French blog full of gorgeous illustrations. This one was created just for the Anthology (merci bien!).

Take a look at their other illustrations and the hilarious commentary that accompanies them here.
The bet-they’d-be-amazing-in-concert Miike Snow will be playing tonight at the Biltmore in Vancouver (next time they come they’ll be playing a much bigger venue. I’d bet my entire broach collection on it).
They’re Swedish. And I love them. And it made me realize how many other Swedish artists I love.

Like the beautiful, stylish, and so-much-fun-to-see-live Lykke Li. And the Shout Out Louds, whose song Tonight I Have to Leave It remixed by the Russian Futurists is one of the most played songs on my iTunes.
Then there’s the wacky and wonderful Tough Alliance whose song Someone Special makes me want to dance dance daaaaance, the Swedish Paul Simon-esque sound of Suburban Kids with Biblical Names and the bright, pretty Marching Band which sounds like spring breezes and colourful sunsets.
Found the image of Lykke Li here.
But finally she agreed to hem this dress to the length I want. It fell below the knee before and it made it look like something you’d wear to the laundromat. Now? Not so much.

My tailor disapproves of anything higher than just above the knee. We go through the same song and dance every. single. time.
Take a look at the sneak peek.

Wore the dress to dinner (happy birthday ma-in-law!) with my ma’s bag, which feels so summery, so vacationy. I just might have to bring it to Turkey with me (on Wednesday!).
If the puppy were better trained, I might very well take him hiking this weekend.

Not that we have terrain like this anywhere near Vancouver (it’s all trees and mountains and lakes and ocean around here), but there’s something about getting outside that reminds me how small we are. Which I find refreshing.
Photo by the amazing Neil Krug via the lovely blog Ten Thousand Things.
A preview of the newest member of my vintage family — a dress from who knows when that I found at Burcu’s Angels in Vancouver.

Its jungle print is asymmetrical, its fabric is see-through (that’s the thing about these old dresses; you’ve got to wear them with a slip) and I’ll be hemming it much shorter than my tailor would like.
Kind of wild, isn’t it?
I will be in the middle of a 21-hour journey to Istanbul. But I firmly believe the pain of a five-hour flight followed by a five-hour layover followed by an 11-hour flight will fade as soon as we arrive.



I love Turkey already.
Had we not already booked a hotel in Istanbul, we may very well have rented an apartment, which is such a great way to see a city because you have a living room and a kitchen and you can fool yourself into thinking you’re local-like. (Thanks Mike for sending me the link.)
The first photo is by Fatih Guner. The photo of the mosaic museum in Istanbul is by shioshvili. The third photo from this site. I hope the photos I take are half as gorgeous as they are.
I sure wouldn’t know about Tesla Boy, my new favourite three-man band from Moscow. Love the same things about them that I love about Cut Copy, Friendly Fires, and Hot Chip — it’s happy, dancey, synthy pop.

I would have never discovered Tesla Boy were it not for the always entertaining Ryan. “The only thing better than their music?” he says.
“Their logo.” Which I’ve posted after the jump.
Love the zig-zaggy pattern of this vintage skirt.

Wore it with my new shbooties.

My Wonder Woman cuffs and my ma’s bag from who knows where (or when).

I’ve always thought long skirts work. Especially for work. And when they’re this wacky and wonderful? You can’t go wrong.