Yes, I’m a little biased, but I think these are the most spectacular t-shirts in the world. They’re gosh darned good lookin’ and they’ll be available for $30 at Hope in Haiti. But the best part? Net proceeds go to the Red Cross.
They even come in dark grey for the gentlemen.
Want to get your hands on one but live in, oh I don’t know, Winnipeg? Send me an email at theanthology@live.com. We’re taking orders.
Sonja, thank you for designing them! You are such a star!
This Wednesday, the live and silent auctions at Hope in Haiti are going to be insane — a jersey autographed by 8 million Canucks, a Coach tote, two nights at the Opus Hotel in Montreal, gift certificates to your favourite Vancouver boutiques and so, so, so much more.
Plus, these shoes customized by the lovely Niki of A Haute Mess. It’s guilt-free shopping, really. Because all proceeds go to the Canadian Red Cross’ Haiti earthquake relief efforts.
So buy your tickets now.
Bloggers — we’ll be live blogging the event so if you’d like to geek out for a good cause (and who wouldn’t?) then send me a note at theanthology@live.com.
Having a bit of a purpley-blue moment.
Between the ruffles and bows…
The scarves…
And the purses, it’s as if everything’s cool blue. Such a beautiful colour, non?
And it’s warm enough to wear a summer dress?
With a linen jacket? Yeesh. This is hardly a true Canadian winter.
As excited as I am for the Games, I’m even more excited for spring.
The sunshine! The flowers! It’s just around the corner, mes amis! How excited are you?
I shouldn’t admit this, but I’ve collected so many brooches I don’t even remember where any of them came from anymore.
Like the little clear crystal one in the top right — it may or may not be the one I found in an antique store in Belfast. I just don’t remember (because I have one quite similar).
Which means this collection is more of an addiction than anything. Brooches Anonymous, anyone?
Honestly. When it comes to candy-apple red shoes, The Wizard of Oz is the first thing that comes to mind. N’est-ce pas?
Except my Toto isn’t a terrier, but a calico cat.
Then there’s my bold “gold” necklace.
Where’s it from? Not Kansas, friends, but Italy. In the ’80s. Or so the story goes.
Are you as exhausted as I am? I’m still recovering from all the holiday dinners and parties and celebrations.
But January shows no sign of slowing down. We still have another Christmas to celebrate (hooray for Ukrainian heritage!).
Speaking of celebrating, on New Year’s Eve I wore a vintage jumpsuit and faux lambskin vest.
And my vintage snake skin clutch. (Neutral colour + distinct texture = sweetness.)
Plus, January means celebrating two of my best friends’ birthdays (yaaaay Ashley and Briony!) and the long-awaited Phoenix concert (honestly, I’m in heaven).
I’ll sleep in February.
I present to you the Anthology’s top ten most ridiculous moments of 2009. Oh what a year it was.
10. Most ridiculous 12 seconds of fame — Dancing on stage. On national television. Thank you, MTV Canada.
9. Most ridiculous “before” shot — the mumu that one Anthology reader compared to a hospital gown.
8. Most ridiculous poorly behaved beast — my cuddly, four-legged vehicle of destruction. If I had shots of the holes he chewed in our walls, I’d include those too.
7. Most ridiculous matchy matchiness – me and my dad wear rad plaid. Is that really so bad?
6. Most ridiculous water safety violation — diving head first into the Mediterranean. Never mind the fact that the water was about six feet deep.
5. Most ridiculous concert — my favourite fantasy-themed electronic dance rock band the WZRDZ. And they’ll be playing more shows in Vancouver in 2010, friends!
4. Most ridiculous place to set my camera’s timer and take a self-photo – Queen Elizabeth Theatre’s foyer. Have I no shame?
3. Most ridiculous reason to be recognized — my eel skin purse. But I suppose that’s what I get for cropping my head out of every photo.
2. Most ridiculous display of obsession — did I really, really, really, really, really, really, really, really need to write that many posts about Phoenix?
1. Most ridiculous puppy paws — the baby beast. Honestly Leroy. How did you walk with those things?
Here’s to an even more ridiculous 2010! Happy New Year!
Screams the 70s, doesn’t it?
And that’s exactly when my dress was from.
It was one of my favourites long. But it was just too heavy to wear (all that polyester, you know).
Despite its stripey crocheted appearance, the sweater’s not vintage. I found it at Eden in Yaletown.
My boots? They’re Frye. And I will probably be wearing them until the 2070’s. That’s how much I love them.
For Christmas I would like hair this colour, a striped scarf, and a military jacket.
Oh, and I’d like to head out on a roadtrip, too.
Image from weheartit via the gorgeous blog evolvelove.