Elementary Mysteries

Shirt, J.Crew. Skirt, thrifted. Sunglasses, street vendor. Necklace, F21. Belt, Joe Fresh. Sandals, Geox.

In elementary school, my class did a play about the seasons - personified by fairies, aka the long-haired beauties in our class. I had a boyish haircut and a funny face so I played the chef, complete with a big pot to stir. Why was there a chef among fairies? Why was I congratulated for taking on such an "embarrassing part?" These are things that keep me up at night. 

Okanagan Photo Diary

I doubt one could ever tire of the Okanagan landscape (lakescape?). That's why I've been milking this trip and bombarding you with several such posts. You're welcome.  

Precipitation Goes Preppy

 

 

Good news: I've discovered the beauty of Polyvore! I know, every blogger and her mom has been using it for years, so cool it with the Mr. F quips. For my first "set," I completely ignored prices and focused solely on aesthetics, but I bet I can recreate this with pieces from my own closet. We are gonna have so much fun together, Polyvore.

The Search Engine Conundrum

Cardigan, J.Crew. Blouse, Raoul. Skirt, Brooks Brothers. Pumps, Banana Republic.

Like most bloggers, I get excited whenever I discover "a spike in my stats," unless, of course, the spike is the result of a perverted search. I regret to report that several such inquiries have directed sexual deviants here and would like to remind everyone that this a decent blog with harmless content. Furthermore, I am a fairly conservative dresser (irresistible to friends' moms), a grammar aficionado (kept up at night by the horrible misuse of homophones nowadays), and a lover of nature (look, a squirrel!). So the question remains: why me?

Bliss Bakery

Although I love dining out, my sojourn in the Okanagan included mostly picnic fare and easy grilling. One exception was a quick lunch at Bliss Bakery, a truly heavenly place that a couple of friends/locals had recommended. The Tuscan Vegetable Soup was hearty and delicious, but the clear winner was that beatific view.

Poplar Grove

Poplar Grove recently reopened a state-of-the-art winery in this ethereal location. Should you find yourself in the Okanagan, do drink in that view (and The Legacy, their spin on the Merlot, Cabernet Franc, and Cabernet Sauvignon blend). And if you're lucky, you might even get to see the implied sun pulsating in the supplied poplars. Sorry, I couldn't resist.

Disclaimer: The views expressed in this review are my personal views and this particular winery review was not sponsored or paid for in any way by the company or an agent working on their behalf. I just like to drink, but you already knew that.

Ingested Development

 Blouse, Banana Republic. Skirt, thrifted. Jacket, Talbots. Sunglasses, street vendor. Necklace, F21. Sandals, Geox.

This is the color palette I donned whilst wine tasting in Naramata and I think it was a wise choice. Blending in with the background makes for a less conspicuous drunk. Also, pencil skirts create the illusion of poise and panache. I passed off my midday inebriation as ladylike dizzy spells because everyone loves a Lucille Two in distress (can you tell I'm excited about @batemanjason's latest tweet?).