I love menswear. On men and on me. So I was thrilled to contribute to my favourite menswear blog Room 907. Take a look at my post here.

It’s all thanks to Patrick, the man behind this post and the inspiration behind this one.
Take two bright, bold vintage pieces, add them together and what do you get?

An outfit fit for a BBQ.

The blouse is a silk vintage Ralph Lauren number (as if the golf buttons weren’t enough, it used to have shoulder pads before I took a pair of scissors to them).

All that red and all that gold — there’s nothing subtle about it.

What could be more fun than tacky on top of tacky?
than a caprese salad.

If you use baby bocconcini, whole leaves of fresh basil and cherry tomatoes, you don’t have to chop a thing. My sister’s served it shish kabob-style on a toothpick but I didn’t have any so I opted for a shot glass — something I do have plenty of.

If you drizzle it in balsamic reduction, it’s probably the best, most summery salad in the world — I’ve included a recipe after the jump.
Spent forever on my friend’s sunny patio. And now I have the most wicked forearm tan.

Love that this sweater is sparkly gold (and glitters like a disco ball when it catches the light).

It’s straight out of the eighties (hard to believe, I know).

The belt is the one I wore on the Style Spy.

My favourite part of the sweater isn’t the razzle-dazzle glitter, though. It’s the batwing sleeves. How can you not want to flap your arms wildly in something like this?
I finally saw Ridley Scott’s Blade Runner (thank you, Melissa). The best part? The costumes. No question.

My favourites were the ones that looked like the designers envisioned the future with a forties influence through the eyes of the eighties.

No wonder Charles Knode and Michael Kaplan won the BAFTA award for best costume design in 1983.

The looks were edgy and elegant. The perfect combination.
to what it was before, this dress is now something I’d wear out of the house.

To brunch, to lunch, to dinner, wherever.

It’s sweet, but not too sugary sweet.

What did my husband say when he saw the transformation?

“It’s so short.”

You can’t win, can you?
It’s a weekend full of best friends’ birthdays, brunch with old friends and a get together for my little mama.

I’ve been charged with making the playlist for Saturday night. Will feature my top ten favourite dance party songs and what else? Ice Ice Baby by Vanilla Ice? Jesse’s Girl by Rick Springfield? Whoomp! (There it is) by Tag Team? What am I missing?
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When she’s not wearing custom-made dresses and vintage pieces, my sister Larissa is mixing menswear with accessories from everywhere.

So comfy, cozy and casual, and so much more interesting than a t-shirt and jeans.

Her hat’s from Bondi Beach, Australia.

She’s wearing a men’s Polo Ralph Lauren shirt.

Her sandals were custom made in Hoi An, Vietnam, where she also had her Indian teal dress and leather boots made.

Leroy’s a fan. Clearly.

I love reading your comments (and so does my mother) — they make my day (and my mom’s). And sometimes your comments open me up to a whole new world of wonder. Like this one from Franvis who commented on this post about Erlend Oye.
“Stumbled on your website ’cause of Phoenix, and now I find your an Erlend fan… I rest my case, you’re good.
When he was in Brussels, I met him in the park. We had a chat, he even drove my bike in the sun. Do you like his new project, the Whitest Boy Alive?”
I do now. I had no idea the Whitest Boy Alive was Erlend’s project (neither did my husband who saw them live at Summercase in Barcelona in 2007). I hadn’t paid any attention to the band until now. Thank you Franvis for changing that.

You can find the video for my favourite song Burning here. And while you’re at it, take a look at the video for Misread by the Kings of Convenience, one of Erlend’s other projects.
Every spring I think of that video and how lovely it would be to spend the day under a tree playing the guitar and soccer.
If only I played the guitar or soccer.
A few weeks ago she did the MS Society Super Cities Walk in Toronto, where she now lives, and contributed this guest post.
As a transplanted and oft-homesick Vancouverite, it’s important for me to find things about the T-dot O-dot that I like.
One of those is exercise for a good cause.

Another is gorgeous sunshine (even if those trees are a little barren).

And little guys like Finn here don’t hurt, either.
Julia’s inspired me. So I’m going to join Team Jack of Hearts led by Jack Stuart, a very charismatic kid who also happens to be this year’s ambassador for the Telus Walk to Cure Diabetes.

If you’re in Canada, you can visit his site and join his team for the walk on Sunday, May 31st. And if you’re not, but you’d still like to support his cause, you can pledge Jack and support the Juvenile Diabetes Research Foundation.
Thanks again, Julia.