I scored a copy of Jeanne Unbottled for four dollars this afternoon (amazing, right? it's retail price at Chapters is 29.90 ... so you can tell why I'm pretty stoked). I got to about page ten by the time I got home from my sisters. It is everything I've been wanting to read, specifically about fashion journalism. How a small town girl who grew up playing dress-up with a knock-off Barbie doll, and is now the founder and voice of Fashion Television is mind boggling, but nontheless inspirational.

In the first chapter she touches on the subject of clothes. It seemed ironic to me when she states that clothes shouldn't be a mirror of who you are rather it simply being what you wear. This made me think a little. It opened up a door I guess I passed through my hallway of life. I use to agonize about what to wear in the morning, my wardrobe for the day has actually been a reason for a late slip. Thus, why planning the night before can give you extra time to grab that morning coffee. However, Beker finds that a true fashionista is one that can elegently put together an outfit, effortlessly. I am learning Jeanne, I swear.

So thats my tangent on that.

My sister gave me a gray one piece jumper today from Urban Outfitters. It is so comfy, so light, yet so beautiful. Necklace, or no necklace, leggings or boots. Whatever, throw a leather jacket on that and you can wear it with bed-head.

On another note of new treats:
My boyfriend spoiled me for my birthday. Giving me everything and more. I love birthdays, I also love my boyfriend!!! Let me give you a little breakdown of it all. Okay, so basically. Coach has just come out with a new pattern: plaid inspired, reminds-me-of Britain with leather straps, Poppycollection. It's cute and fun and not generic. And because the wristlets are only a six dollar difference from the tiny, red, pleather coin purse, it's now my new accessory. Put on the wrist, cling it to the bag, all good.
My likings for Kat Von D, is increasing. Slight crush? Not in a weird way, obvs. Just because she's on my desktop ... anyway, her new fragrance keeps me smelling fresh. Like Miracle by Lancome, it actually stays on. The scent doesn't dissapear, and evaporate, unlike Happy by Clinique (which does smells so soft and summery, but I think my sweat glands open up and just devours it .. .. .). I also picked up her lip gloss in Strutter, it's red but not too red because on a girl like me, super red lips make me look slightly trashy. Yikes.
Moving on, military jackets are being seen everywhere! I got mine at H&M, for a thrifty 50 bones. I remind myself of Michael Jackson. I think it's a tribute trend. Bebe carries their own version, in a very shimmery silver and sailor inspired motifs, so maybe it's a sailor jacket ... and not a military jacket? One comes in black, but it's also double the price. And if you're feeling like a rock star or something, then Betsey Johnson carries one as well. All black, double breasted, cinching at the back, and it really does feel like you're slipping into a 500$ jacket.
I ended it with a couple pairs of boots, because Vancouver likes to bless us with puddles and umbrellas. STUDS STUDS STUDS. i love them, all over my feet, all over my boots.

PS; didn't forget to mention, but compliments to my bestfriend, Dhanani - I can now send all my trickling thoughts on the www. whenever I please. Gateway laptop, sleek and easy to carry. If you've seen the size of my puny arms, you'll know what I mean. I'm not made to carry anything over five pounds .. seriously. Peace in the middle east, brother.

Okay, way past bed time. Hope you enjoyed! Just giving you a sneak peak of what I think are fun finds while shopping.

Sincerely,
Kyla

L2D, D2L

There is a seed to every origin of life, whether it be life itself, a budding plant, the beginnings of an architectural domain, or an inhabitant feeling that weathers in your veins. There is a potent cause for everything, with every action comes a reaction. How to control that reaction is the difficult part. In some ways of life there are no instructional guides, there are no arrows that point in the right direction, it's just instinct, perhaps its serendipty that leads you to where you are. There is no manditory gate that opens up and sets you in the footprints you are in now. All we have is our gut, our mind, our faith and how we use each tool to our advantage or disadvatange. We are our own. No steering wheel no brakes, just gas. So the next decision you make, don't think once, or twice, give it three times; because some are permanent and some wither away like a dandelion. The outcome? Maybe regret, or the best time of your life. Each weigh like a brick. Afterall, we live to die and die to live.

Sincerely,
Kyla - a tired, half closed eyes Kyla