I worry sometimes that I bemoan Montreal weather a little too much on this blog, but guys, this city is playing so hard to get with spring right now that I’m pretty sure it’s been reading The Rules. Every day I wake up and take a hopeful look outside, and then resign myself to getting gnawed on while trying to put balloons on Harry’s feet, all so he doesn’t freeze his tootsies off in some gulag-inspired combination of slush, black ice or freezing rain. I feel like I’ve never been more co-dependent with Montreal and her mercurial moods since getting a dog; I’m outside for a few hours a day whether I like it or not, and most of the time she’s giving me the finger while not returning my phone calls.
When we caught a little glimpse of sunlight on Saturday, we rushed outside to get some photos of my new favourite outfit even if there was still a little snow on the ground. I even threw on my Hasbeens clogs for the first time since September, a silent protest against the Sorels I’ve bene trudging around in for months (we also shot the new pattern that day, hence the high quality of my hair game – my kingdom for a wavy blowout every single day….)
I’ve been trying to pack in some spring wardrobe planning and making, and this pair of Ginger Flares was high on my list. I’ve had this particular denim earmarked for flares for over a year now and I was so excited to finally cut into it. A mid-weight Japanese stretch denim, it has just the right amount of body for the flared leg, and just enough stretch to get the painted-on, “I’m an extra from Dazed & Confused” look I was going for….
