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I waited four months

For my baby sister Larissa to come back from her travels in Southeast Asia, Australia and New Zealand.

Silk dress custom Vietnam

And what did she come back with? A suitcase full of vintage clothes (more on that later), custom clothes and magnets (love souvenirs).

bangles

She had this dress custom made in Hoi An, Vietnam. The bottom part is made of Vietnamese silk in a colour I once heard described as Indian teal.

custom boots Vietnam

She also had her boots custom made in the same city. Leather and lovely.

Kiev bangles

Her red bangle is from an entirely different part of the world. She got it in Kyiv, Ukraine (this gal has been to 28 countries — 29 if you count Vatican City).

A custom-made silk dress and piles of bangles are beautiful. But when they remind you of your adventures? Doesn’t get any better than that.

Wouldn’t you agree?

Go! Canucks! Go!

They say you shouldn’t mess with success.

vancouver-canucks-old-logo1So for all four rounds (and there will be four rounds) that the Canucks play in the playoffs, I’m going to post an outfit that incorporates my husband’s t-shirt.

vancouver-canucks-skate-logo

This one, with my new favourite shorts (don’t let the acid wash fool you, they’re brand new).

canucks-old-logo1

You can find the first outfit here.

canucks-skate-logo1

Now let me hear you: Go! Canucks! Go!

“You cannot post that”

Says my husband, “It looks… You look…”

mumu-b4

“You just can’t.”

mumu-before

Well, I had to. Because it’s my favourite “before” (my purple striped dress is a close second).

mumu1

I’m getting it altered and I’ll post the “after” shot in a week or so. But tell me, does it or does it not look exactly like what your Great Aunt Helga wears to bed?

My doggy’s got style

A few weeks ago we got the pup a new look. Out went his sissy hand-me-down floral collar, in came his real man-dog collar.

flat rivet dog collar

It’s  b-b-b-bad to the bone.

rivet dog collar

But when I started thinking about it, I realized my own Michael Kors tank top had similar flat rivets.

marc jacobs tank top

I know dogs and their owners are supposed to look alike.

marc jacobs tank rivet

But dress alike?

I love to live vicariously

 

And when that’s vicariously vintage shopping, well all the better. This guest post is from Leigh, a fellow Style Spy Girl of the Week, who just moved to Kelowna from Vancouver.

My first mission as a new Kelownian (if that’s the correct phrase) was to secure a handful of go-to vintage shops and cute, unique, one-of-a-kind boutiques. I always think it feels a bit like a treasure hunt when you’re in a new city, scouring the side streets and excitedly exploring the little neighbourhoods, searching for that perfect gem of a store.  

Frock Kelowna

In my quest for some new fashionable discoveries, I unexpectedly came across a charming consignment boutique called Frock.

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Typically when we go for a walk

I wear my bright red Queen’s sweatpants from the year 2000 (best gift ever, Laura, Anji and KJ).

walking Leroy

But when we go in the morning, my walk wear is work wear.

broach necklace

The pendant was my mom’s brooch from the sixties, which means it can fasten to tube tops and jumpsuits too. 

walk

The skirt’s vintage — it’s made of really thick felt, but what I love most about it is its wacky and wonderful colour.

Afters are the best

And now that spring’s (finally) here a sun dress “after” shot seems about right.

vintage sun dress

Took me a while to figure out if I’d chop this bad boy or not (why did I ever hesitate?).

gold necklaces

Even when it was longer, it screamed “music festival” to me. Now, I think it’d be pretty perfect for my trip to Turkey too.

I left the antique fair without this

Thankfully I circled back to get this men’s battledress jacket.

mens army jacket

Note the date sewn into the inside.

army jacket detail

It’s so much more hardcore than the pretty little sequin sweater and razzle-dazzle-y jacket I also got that day.

army jacket buckle

I would obsess and obsess for weeks (months? years?) if I didn’t go back to get it. Are you like that? Please tell me I’m not alone.