Life’s been pretty weird lately, in the way that it usually is – a mix of highs and lows, good and bad, dry and rainy (no! bad rain!). Now that I am apparently a legitimate grown-up with a nine-to-five job, I’ve turned into a weekend warrior, where everything I do on the weekend is to the extreme. I either aggressively nap and laze around all day, or spend a full twelve hours going on cute adventures with my friends when we were originally only supposed to meet for some tea. The latter happened a couple of weeks ago. I met up with Cindy, Cat, and Avery for high tea at La Petite Cuillère, a tea house on main street. We were served by probably the nicest woman in the world, like, she was sweeter than all the sugar cubes we took with our tea. It was amazing.
So, just like everybody and their great-grandma, I’ve been listening to Taylor Swift’s 1989 on hardcore repeat since the day it came out, and I am loving it. What was I before “Bad Blood” or “Style”? Dark and without life, I imagine. On another note, Life (yes, with a capital L – we’re getting serious here) has been hella confusing, in the way that 90% of it isn’t but the remaining 10% is VERY CONFUSING TO A CONCERNING DEGREE. Halp.
Okay, so the title is a little dramatic, but it was pretty much sunset and it’s also the last day of summer. It was a scorcher! Well, not really, but it was hot as heck. Worked on some practicum work for my lovely clients, then met up with Cat Lum to film and photograph some stuff for our upcoming endeavours! More to come on that in the future. Here’s what I wore today: