Friday, 30 December 2011

a very chic christmas part 2!

what makes the holidays chic? 
commercial goods, artificial sweets, velour stockings - definitely not chic. however, spending nights with your closest kin, wool sweaters, delicious cocktails and balcony kisses, all seemed to be the chicest way of getting in the spirit.


a very chic christmas!

'tis the season! 
in hopes of getting in the spirit : Liz & I made this!


happy holidays to all our friends & family! we love you all! 

and for the record ... making fools of yourself in public : not chic. we're aware.
however, getting in the spirit, spending a day with some of your best friends and drinking at noon : very chic

Sunday, 16 October 2011

Thursday, 13 October 2011

Zooey is chic.

mainly because she's named after the JD Salinger novel.
however, "New Girl" : not chic.

its important to stay youthful

Peter Pan syndrome ... chic? 

unrequited love part 2

chic. 

muskoka is chic part 2

-eating more meals on the dock than in your own home
-driving a golf cart more than a car
-spending more time with your family than alone

sometimes, its the wholesome things in life that are really chic


Thursday, 6 October 2011

La Bottega


our city is sometimes deprived of chic niches
therefore, bottega's become a staple in our world.

never leaving each other's side


having a best friend, a kindred spirit ...
beyond chic. 

we have chic friends

a lesbian's fridge

not chic. 

Hipsters

In general, 
Hipsters are not chic.
Although Kate Moss did it well - leftover make up and not showering is not chic. 

However, some parts of the hipster culture are redeeming...

floral print, bikes, red lipstick and organic beer. 
in spirit, we attending our first ever "hipster themed party"
success! 


Sunday, 18 September 2011

nostalgia is chic

when you walked into my Starbucks, I felt hot in the face. my stomach churned as you ordered. I could utter nothing but asinine babble about your tote bag, hoping in my social awkwardness that a spark of conversation could be had. I spent weeks not knowing, without acknowledgment. and then, I swam with you under the stars in the dead of night. I laid down with you in bitter fear as my asinine babble became poignant speech about what it all sincerely meant to me. and you were there to catch me as I dove right into it.

that's all that mattered during all that time. the rest can be left behind. but those sparse moments were etched into the grain canvas of my thoughts. and everyday, as they resurface, comes the asinine babble, the hot face and the churning stomach as I allow myself a few sparse moments of knowing and acknowledgement. I don't fear it anymore.

Saturday, 10 September 2011

reckless nights

reunited, after a long summer ...
we indulged in gin, wonderful friends, acoustic guitars, new balconies, dancing, and most importantly : each other.
feeling alive is chic

modes of transportation

vespas, scooters, even bikes (with wicker baskets)
chic.