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A summer playlist

A guest post by ten thousand things, the New York-based blog full of gorgeous imagery, stylish things and playlists that I absolutely love.


This summer playlist is for the bike ride to the beach, evening cocktails on the dock, the early morning walk to the beach with your surfboard, a barbecue in the backyard, and everything in between.

Dog Days Are Over – Florence + the Machine
Song for No One – Miike Snow
Made of Stone – The Stone Roses
Zumbi – Jorge Ben
Honky Tonk Women – The Rolling Stones
Kiss With a Fist – Florence + the Machine
Plastic Jungle – Miike Snow
Diamond – Conversion Party
Easy Love – MSTRKRFT
Little Secrets – Passion Pit
If I Ever Feel Better – Phoenix
Two Weeks – Grizzly Bear
Tonight I Have to Leave It (the Russian Futurists remix) – The Shout Out Louds

Thank you ten thousand things! As soon as I get back from Turkey (which will be all too soon), I will download the songs I don´t already have.

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We could all learn something from Monotonix

This guest post is from my brother Bryce, the student, drummer and sometimes model.

It was about two months ago that I first encountered a three-piece rock group from Israel called Monotonix. I went to go see them at the Biltmore in Vancouver, but to our dismay the concert was already sold out when we arrived. After a few sneaky moves we found our way inside the show (I regret nothing). As we entered the venue, the front of the stage was packed so we decided to hang back; we figured that we could at least see a bit of them.

Shortly thereafter, our world was turned upside down.


Three incredibly hairy men entered the stage, the lead singer wearing a leopard one-sie, and the drummer and guitarist wearing short shorts.

The importance of this will be discussed later.


As soon as they started to play, the drummer moved his drum set off of the stage and into the crowd. The guitarist moved to the other side of the venue, and the lead singer crowd surfed while singing their first song.

From that point on their show was never on the stage, I have never seen a band so active and spontaneous that their whole set never stayed in one place, let alone in one part of the venue.


At one point the drummer got the crowd to hold up his drum set as he played the drums while being crowd surfed. At the same time the singer was crowd surfing and the guitarist was being held up. They were literally playing on an ocean of people. They moved with such energy and passion, they hypnotized the crowd. Everyone in the audience was involved in the show whether they liked it or not.


I later realized why the three of them didn’t wear much clothing, not only were they hairy, they were also incredibly sweaty. Which I unfortunately had the opportunity to taste when the lead singer’s arm went into my mouth.


If you ever want to see rock and roll in its purist form, I suggest seeing the Monotonix. They use no fancy lighting, no expensive instruments, no ego, nothing but their raw energy and love for music.


Following this up, we also saw the Monotonix at Sasquatch Festival which happens every year at the Gorge, in George, Washington, one of the best venues in North America. Not only is Sasquatch affordable, it is three days of more than 30 bands in the most serene setting ever. At the show my friend Tori Ball was able to capture these wonderful shots.

Thanks Brycie, I was wondering what you’d come back from Sasquatch with. Take a look at the brilliance I discovered at one of his own shows here.

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Of Love and Hate

A hilarious guest post from my friend Anji.

As far as my boyfriend’s interests go, “fashion” falls somewhere between midwifery and Josh Groban’s favourite flavour of ice cream.  For him, “le smoking” is just fancy for pulmonary carcinoma and Yves is a saint who makes hotdogs and hand cream.

As such, my “sartorial wit” is often lost on him.  Here are some recent purchases which he found to be particularly odious/grounds for committal.


Dolce & Gabbana harem pants.



High-waisted thrifted jean cut-offs.


And a belt from San Francisco.

I think every single piece looks amazing. Thanks again Anji! Want to contribute a guest post? Send me a note at

A guest post from the birthday girl

Today’s my sister’s birthday and I’m in Istanbul while she’s at home celebrating in Vancouver. She’s been to 29 countries (if you include Vatican City) and she was kind enough to write this guest post about one of her favourite places.


A UNESCO World Heritage Site covering over 400 square kilmetres, Angkor Wat lies 5.5 km North of the Cambodian city Siem Reap. Angkor Archaeological Park contains the magnificent remains of the different capitals of the Khmer Empire, from the 9th to the 15th century.

History aside, it’s one of the most beautiful places I’ve seen in my travels.
Our first, and unfortunately only, day at the temples started with a 4:45 am wake up call allowing us enough time to bike there for sunrise. Well worth it.
After being heckled by coffee and breakfast hawkers, part and parcel with the adventure, we wandered the temples and were in complete awe.
The intricate artwork covered every inch of the temples, I was most amazed at the amount of time it must have taken to cover every inch of these temples.
I suppose the absence of internet and tv frees up some time for beautiful art.
Take a look at some other posts about Rissa’s travels (and the goodies she returned with) here and here and here. Want to write a guest post? (Oh good!) Send me a note at
Thanks Rissa! Happy birthday!

Come into my (Haute) World

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.)

Even before I moved to Paris, previous travels to this fine city revealed one thing: the Champs-Elysées, as famous and grand as it may be, is a huge tourist trap and not really the best place for shopping – unless you’re a Louis Vuitton fan or feel like visiting yet another GAP store.
There is one big exception though: France’s favorite Canadian designer Tara Jarmon has a two-storey flagship here. It’s not flashy from the outside, but once inside, you’re greeted by a clean decor which shows off her wonderful range of colorful clothes and accessories.
Even though Tara Jarmon is very much a Parisian label, I thought this would be the perfect store to profile for Kelsey’s blog, considering the designer is a Vancouver native who still has fond memories of the cherry blossoms on Marine Drive.
Her clothes are classic, chic, colorful and sexy, but according to Tara herself, never provocative, allowing every piece to become a timeless item in your wardrobe.
You might have a hard time finding a local Parisian on Champs-Elysées, but once inside the store I quickly realized that almost all shoppers were local… always a good sign.
The ground floor is full of cute summery dresses, breezy casual tops and tailored classics such as blazers and trench coats. There was also a nice range of bright flowery totes, as well as sandals and scarves.
The lower level had more such items but also an entire corner dedicated to more formal and glamorous evening gowns and dresses. Whether you’re looking for something in strong jewel tones (my personal favorite), soft pastels or muted neutrals, you’re sure to find something to suit any taste.
The items are never boring… most pieces are embroidered, beaded or feature wonderful details in tailoring or draping.
If you’re not going to Paris anytime soon, Tara’s clothes are also available via But if you’re ever in town, I’d recommend paying a visit to 73 Avenue des Champs-Elysées or any of the other Tara Jarmon flagships. You might just end up with the perfect Paris souvenir.

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A happy list

.v — an Australian graphic designer — stocks her beautiful blog with happy lists, which I always find so inspiring (who doesn’t love contemplating what brings you joy?). She was kind enough to contribute a list of her own here.


It could be 5000 things, she says, but she’s narrowed it down to 5:
1. warm autumn days.. not too hot not too cold… right now is my favorite time of year.
2. french films.. just because.
3. books… all books. novels, picture books.. there is nothing better than being lost in a good book.
4. vogue.. i have stacks of them. i love flicking through them whenever.. and the fashion is always amazing. 
5. picnics.. sitting with friends in the park eating good food is always wonderful and very happy

Thank you .v! You’ve inspired me to watch Amelie again.

My former roommate Julia supports good causes

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.

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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