Just when you thought I couldn’t get any nerdier, I bought a ticket to the YVR Twestival. What’s a twestival, you ask? It’s a novel idea, really. It’s people meeting. In person. And socializing. In person. And networking. In person.
Plus, it’s for a good cause. Are you going? Let’s get our geek on!
Photo by Miss 604.
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When you’re in Mexico — beaded accessories, silver jewelry and tequila.
And then there are things you do not expect to stock up on when you’re in Mexico: oversized bat-winged sweaters…
and giant scarves. Both of which made it home in my suitcase. The sweater is from Shalom in Playa del Carmen, which you should stop into if you’re ever there. I have a feeling you’d like it.
The scarf is from a stall on Playa’s Fifth Avenue. And I should point out that it is made of — and I am not even kidding you — llama wool. Which might actually be something you would expect.
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When we were in Mexico last week, we stayed at a resort in Playa del Carmen. Now don’t get me wrong, it was beautiful, but I love Mexico Mexico. 
The part where pesos (not American dollars) are the most common form of currency.
Places like Cuernavaca, Mexico City and Valladolid, a town that is beyond picturesque.
We stopped at Valladolid — all too briefly — on our way back from Chichen Itza (whose pyramids, unfortunately, you can no longer climb).
We were there as the sun was setting so it was cool enough to walk around (temperatures hit a scorching 36 degrees earlier in the day).
It was all so beautiful it made me want to buy a hammock, learn Spanish, and move there.
If you read the Zoe Report, you’ve heard Rachel Zoe talk a lot about her “uniform” — wide-leg pants, tranny heals, etc. etc. So it got me thinking about what my uniform would be.
For work, it’d have to be a vintage jacket, oversized scarf and pencil jeans. The blue and white striped shirt? It’s from H & M. The short sleeve blazer? Straight out of the eighties, ladies.
And then there are my red shoes. Though they’re not part of my uniform, I love them because they remind me that, no matter how much I love travelling, there’s no place like home.
So what’s your uniform? Jeans and a t-shirt? Dress and flat boots?
That’s how I’ve heard these vintage dresses described. You know the ones — long and long-sleeved, often printed with some Aunt-Hazel print.
With a little hemming and a little layering they become perfectly wearable.
Come to think of it, I have a secretary dress in just about every colour.
Maybe I should change careers.
How is anyone ever going to take you seriously with those ears?
You were so cute when you were a blurry pup, a big-footed mutt, a symmetrical little beast, and a true snow baby. But now I can’t help but laugh when I look at you.
Suppose I shouldn’t make too much fun of you, though. Seeing as how we’re starting to look alike.
It’s the more, the merrier when it comes to accessories. Which is why I’m adding to my already overstocked jewelry collection while I’m in Mexico. (The silver! The beading! It would be a shame not to stock up.)
Another overstocked collection of mine? Vintage purses. This burnt orange one is the clutch I’m rocking here.
I stayed in a converted artist’s studio on Rue d’Amsterdam near the Place de Clichy (can I say I “lived” there? I was there for a month).
Every day I would walk through a gate that looked almost identical to this one, carrying my groceries, my school books or whatever I picked up from Printemps.
This shot from The Selby took me right back there. And makes me want to return to that pretty city. Bad.
Doesn’t it?
Is it the leather vest? The just-below-the-knee skirt?
Or the fact that I give off a psychedelic vibe, man?
Because whenever I’m travelling anywhere — Spain, Turkey, Mexico (where I am right now), wherever — all I think about are the photos I’m going to print when I get home. Focus, Kelsey, focus on the present.
But man, these shots are going to turn out great!
Image from Kulture Pop.