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Stickin’ It & Stuck On You

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Stickin’ It & Stuck On You

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Joe Fresh dress | Hive Mind Millinery fascinator | Le Chateau shoes | French Connection clutch

Currently listening to: I Remember Shelter – The XX vs. Deadmau5 & Kaskade


This week’s outfit post is a special one. Saturday was Vancouver’s biggest social event of the summer, The Deighton Cup! Remember my outfit from last year? I decided to tone down the color… majorly. Instead of dressing in brights I opted in for this pretty black 20′s inspired dress from Joe Fresh. I felt like it was keeping with the theme of the races. If you didn’t get a chance to go this year – go next year. Round up your closest friends, dress up, have a few drinks and spend the day in the sunshine. I wasn’t going to go this year but why turn down a chance to dress up with my girls and point out every guy I’ve swiped no to on Tinder? A Saturday kind of doesn’t get any better!

Speaking of Tinder, the last we left off on here I had told you I rescheduled a date with a previous Tinder fella before I met the guy who needs to be single. Well, I went on the date.

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The weather that day was beautiful but unfortunately it was so hot that there was no way I was walking from my apartment to Chinatown. I hopped on the bus and by the time I made my way to Hastings street – about 10 minutes in – my nerves got the best of me and my anxiety kicked in full force. I sort of hate first dates because of my nerves. This one especially had me on high alerts because of the unknown. Since I don’t have a Tinder account anymore I don’t have access to his profile. Essentially, this was a blind date considering I had forgotten what he looked like or anything that we had spoken about. I had to call Bria and luckily she was armed with our advice giving friend Terrence who made me yell out loud in the streets of Chinatown “I’M A ROCKSTAR!” because I was going to crush this date. Thanks T!

I got to Matchstick Coffee Roasters a little early and waited for him to show up from work. Once he arrived I had this “Ahh..” moment where he was way cuter than I remember and what seemed a little nervous, perhaps? Even if he wasn’t what I thought was his nerves made me feel a little bit better. We ordered our drinks and sat down. I gotta say though… I was a little shocked that he didn’t offer to get me my tea. I know he doesn’t have to but I just went from going on dates with a guy who wouldn’t let me pay for anything to someone who didn’t think to spend $3.50 on a tea for me.

We sat down and chatted for about an hour or so. We had lots to talk about as we’re both working in the field of design and web. He has some fun projects ahead at work and I really enjoyed hearing about them. Creative & business talk always gets me buzzing since my mind never shuts off and I like to think of myself as something of a Marketing machine.

He’s a very interesting man. He moved to Vancouver from Seattle and works with his friends at their own web development company. Funny enough… he worked about 3 doors down from me when I was contracted at Gold Lemon Creative. Small world!

Once we finished our drinks we decide to grab a bite nearby and headed to Pizza Farina on Main Street. We grabbed a pizza and two sodas to go and walked to the grass area at Science World. Okay, once again… maybe I’m just a little high maintenance these days or my standards have gone up but when it came to payment for the pizza I felt totally uncomfortable… I had made an effort to pay for the pizza by saying “I only have my debit card on me” when I saw he had cash – you know, casually throwing it out there. That was in the hopes he would say “Oh don’t worry, I got this.” He responded with “Oh, I only have cash and no change.” My face must have gone through stages of about 6 iMessage emoticons before the lady at the till told him she can give him change. We put the entire bill on my card and he paid me cash for his half. I think I just see this all as a very friendly thing to do – not so much with someone you’re taking on a date. (After talking to my girlfriends we’ve come to the conclusion that it was his way of sticking it to me for canceling on the first date. Since I had asked him to go on this one – he didn’t need to offer to pay…thoughts?)

Regardless of all of that, I had such a lovely time with him as we enjoyed the pizza. It was a wonderful setting – along the seawall in front of the water and watching the sunset while discussing movies, music, our favorite decades, design and much more.

I think our evening together lasted just over 3 hours before we split. I told him I would be in his area during the week and he said he wanted to see me again soon – promising right? I thought so too. We spoke a little the next day and eventually he just stopped responding and I never heard from him again. Honestly though… it’s totally fine.. even though I would have liked to see him again to feel it out it was way too soon for me to go on a date with someone else. I still have feelings for the last guy so I guess this is just all a part of the process.

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 Photos by Bria.

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It’s Not You, It’s Me

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Melissa Araujo dress | Adidas shoes | Zara bag | Topshop sunglasses

Currently listening to: Pierce Fulton – Runaway

I’m so thrilled to be sharing these images with you all! Last week I was shot by the incredible Sabrina Fenster and Jeremy Levy of Street Scout – a Vancouver based street style site showcasing some of Canada’s most fashionable. Street Scout has just launched a new series showcasing Bloggers and to kick it off check out their first feature on myself! I had such a blast shooting with them and will be showing you our second outfit in the next couple of weeks. To see more shots from this outfit click HERE.

If you’ve been following me on social media then you know I’ve become a big fan of Melissa Araujo – a local, Brazilian born fashion designer. I’ll be talking more about her in the outfit post mentioned above. In the meantime, check out her pieces HERE.

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Last week I didn’t post an outfit and in turn didn’t post about what’s been going on with my dates. The last we spoke I had shared that I was no longer seeing three hunks but was spending my time focused on one. It was going great. We saw each other just about every second day and things were on track. He had introduced me to his friends during a weekend birthday barbeque and I gotta say – I totally hit it off with them! Best friend seal of approval – successful.

As each day came and gone that we spent together I grew to have stronger feelings for him and always looked forward to our dates. It was all going perfect and according to plan. Last weekend he decided to throw a wrench into the gears that were moving forward and tell me he no longer wanted to see me. Say whaaaaaaat?!

Shocked. In Awe. Speechless. It hit me like a ton of bricks and I didn’t see it coming from a mile away. The way he started it too “I’m glad you asked if I was seeing anyone else because I’ve given it some thought and…” That sentence could literally go either way and it went the route of him wanting to be single for longer. I was so stunned when it happened – in person may I add – he came over to tell me – he felt awful and told me he really likes me and this makes it hard for him but he doesn’t want to regret jumping into a relationship if he wasn’t ready. I didn’t have enough time to gather my thoughts before I walked him out the door. The minute the door closed I cried. I gathered my thoughts and texted him what I wish I had said in person. Our conversation was smooth and he answered all of my questions with genuine responses.

After being in only one, ten year relationship in his 27 years and being single for a year he wants and needs more time to be single and be selfish. Convenient timing seeing as how hes going on a guys trip this week for a few weeks. I completely understood where he was coming from but it totally sucked. It was such a shitty feeling but I’m glad we can stay friends.

The last thing I wanted to let myself do was sulk and go through the “is it me?” waves so not even 24 hours later I picked up my phone and made a date with another guy who I had cancelled on because funny enough – I met the guy above. We have a date on Wednesday.

I bounce back quick.

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Photos by Jeremy Levy.

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Plot Twist

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J.Crew top | Shorts from Thailand | Payless heels | Lia Sophia bracelet | Topshop sunglasses

Currently Listening To: Marco Demark feat Casey Barnes – Tiny Dancer (Deadmau5 Vocal Mix)

It seems as though plot twists are happening left, right and center for me lately. Once I think I have a handle on a situation a big sign plops down (much like in Mario Kart when you’re going the wrong way) and it illuminates “PLOT TWIST!”. Well, fuck. It’s not like they’re bad – it’s just not what I had expected. You know how that goes. The last we spoke I was about to film an episode for a dating show.. plot twist.. completely misinformed by the producers and what was being filmed wasn’t even a real episode but just a demo to shop to networks. It wasn’t a total loss – I met a really cool guy and got a free lunch out of it. A girl’s gotta eat!

I showed up wearing the one top I did not want to wear – and it was the only top I was allowed to wear. They emailed out very strict guidelines on what I could choose for an outfit which included only jewel tones. The girl that has a closet full of grey, white and black (one or two pieces of color) had to wear a jewel tone. I ran to my closet after reading the email and bulls-eyed the only jewel tone in my closet. A peplum blue tank from Topshop. I threw together an outfit that I felt was okay – definitely not feeling my best in it but it will do.

I walked to the Earls in Yaletown and was quickly scurried to the side by the producers to fill out my paperwork. Surrounded by all of the other romantic hopefuls that will be on dates I was picking them apart one by one – not my type, nice shoes, bad hair, he’s kinda cute. Turns out there was only 3 actual dates and everyone else were actors to fill the spaces.

“We’ll get you started shortly” said one of the producers and I immediately started to feel sick. “Almost ready for ya, Randa” – Oh, Jesus. “2 minutes”… okay I don’t think I wanna do this anymore. “Randa, come inside!” .. I’m gonna throw up! “Please don’t throw up” said one of the producers. Okay, I wasn’t REALLY going to throw up but my stomach was in major knots. They told me to walk up the stairs and stand on a white X and someone will tell me where to go from there. Alright, cool, I got this. What they didn’t tell me was the moment I start walking up the stairs the filming has begun and the person at the top who tells me where to go was actually a fake host of the restaurant who asked me “Are you on the list?” “What the fuck do you mean am I on the list?? You guys asked me to do this!!” … is what I said in my head. I muttered out “Yes, Randa.” – cue smile. I was sent into the restaurant practically blindfolded since I didn’t know who my date was – until – there he was. Already sitting at the table was the “not my type” from outside. He stood up to greet me with a hug and although he didn’t physically look like my type – the minute we hugged I knew we would click and have a wonderful time. Almost 3 hours passed by and we were having a blast with each other – totally hit it off!

He may not have been my type, looks wise, but he was my type once he spoke. Incredibly funny, kind hearted and intelligent. We spoke about quite a few things and learned a lot about each other. He’s a 34 year old Financial Adviser living in Yaletown on the water and a member of The Vancouver Club. No big deal, right? He was dressed to impress from an outfit the producers had approved and you could tell what he was wearing was expensive – not really the look I go for but he was well put together.

We asked for the cheque at the end of the meal and he was kind enough of pay. Nobody told us what to do when the “date” was “over” so we sat there confused until deciding to just leave and see what happens. We walked down the stairs and we were free to go… that was it. We exchanged numbers and spoke a little that day but then stopped responding. I think we both knew we’re not the right match.

Even if we did match I didn’t think I could fit time in for a 4th guy in my dating rotation. Since then I’ve had a second date with Tall, Dark, Handsome & Recently Single” andThe Fashion Designer Who Wears His Heart On His Sleeve“. I’ve also realized that they’re not the right ones for me. I could go into a long list of reasons why but it’s taken a lengthy thought process and several pick me up conversations with Bria to realize that I actually have a great thing going with “The Best Friend Of My Friend’s BoyfriendWe have had four dates so far and I’m thinking this may actually go somewhere. I’m a little numb after so many downfalls that I’m looking at it with an objective eye so if it doesn’t work out then that’s life but I’m hoping for the best!

On another note, Happy Canada Day to all of my fellow Canadians!

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Photos by Leonie.

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