Crimes Against Fashion
There are a lot of fashion criminals out there. We see them every day. You know who they are.
Here are some of the crimes that top my list:
1. Crocs – The only place crocs are acceptable is in the garden, and even then, flip flops work just as well.
2. Scrunchies –  Some people just refuse to leave these ugly hair pieces in the 80s where they belong.
3. Pajama bottoms worn as pants – I see this a lot. The offenders come in all ages and sizes. It takes about 10 seconds to pull on a pair of jeans, and it’s worth investing the effort.
4. White socks with black shoes – This one kind of cracks me up. White socks shine out like a beacon of fashion ineptitude from the background of the black shoe.
5. Jeans two sizes too small that create a muffin top – Clothes that fit properly always flatter.
What do you think are some of the worst fashion offences?

And then this happened.

I’m a complete fashion junkie. Always have been, always will be. When I walk into a mall I get a rush from all of the stores I’ve yet to visit. It’s like taking that first sip of coffee in the morning or that first bite of a delicious, oozy danish. In short, it’s divine.

The problem? I live in the Yukon, that’s in the far north in Canada for those of you not familiar. Whitehorse, the town I live in, is a two hour flight from Vancouver, a seven hour flight to Ottawa, and, well you get the idea. We’re isolated. The shopping choices here are abysmal. We have a Reitmans and a few locally owned and outrageously expensive shops. What’s a fashionista to do?

I made my first online purchase about six years ago, a tee shirt that I won in an eBay auction. I’ve never looked back. I took my measurements and was off to the races. There is an absolute mecca of online options for the savvy shopper and I’ve discovered some true gems. The truly beautiful thing about online shopping is that you get that great “just bought something new and fabulous” feeling twice! Once when you place the order and then again when you open your package. There’s also the excitement of getting a parcel in the mail. Call me old fashioned, but that’s a thrill I’ll never tire of!

One of my favourite Canadian online stores is La Maison Simons. Even the name is fantastic! I first discovered Simons during a visit to Quebec City in 2007. I was staying with a couple of girlfriends. They took me to see the sights (Quebec City is the only walled city in North America), to some fantastic restaurants (including one that served bottomless mussels), and finally, because they love me so much they took me shopping. My friends aren’t interested in shopping (gasp), and so they patiently waited outside while I shopped to my little heart’s content.

Now, I can say “hello” and “good bye” and “please” and “thank you” in French, but that’s about it. My friends were amazed to discover that within moments of arriving at Simons, I had checked my coat, secured a fitting room, and enlisted the help of a sales girl in finding a couple of things in my size. Needless to say, it’s a great store and I was motivated! It’s amazing what you can communicate when you want something badly enough!

A little over a year ago I was thrilled to discover that Simon’s was opening an online shop. For months I waited patiently for it to open and as soon as it did I put my order in.

One of the great things about Simons is that they sell fun decor items as well as men’s and women’s casual, elegant, and trendy clothing. There’s something for everyone. One of my all time favourite purchases is a faux zebra skin rug from Simon’s, which is machine washable.

I also just happen to be wearing a sailor dress today that I scored at Simon’s.
The shipping is prompt and resonably priced and you will always be thanked for your business. The site is easy to naviagte, and attractive. The prices are reasonable and the quality is great. The prcies are all in Canadian dollars.

If you pop in make sure to let them know I sent you and enjoy!

Check it out:

I’m 31 and, *gasp*, single. Truth be told I did not think that this is how it was going to turn out. Like most girls, I had a plan for my life, and that plan included being married and having my first child at 30. Well, here I am, a year older than planned, and sill attending all my events stag. The reality is that I love my life. I have great friends, an active social life, and the freedom to do whatever I want whenever I want.

Do I have regrets? No. Do I have moments of loneliness and self doubt? Sure, however, I also have a killer wardrobe, and about a hundred pairs of shoes.

The reality is that we no longer live in a society in which people graduate high school, and get married at 20. I think that this is still the underlying expectation, but there are a lot more of us who are just not willing to settle for anything less than perfect. For a lot of us that means waiting until we’re in our 30s, 40s, and even 50s before meeting a great partner and settling down. Am I okay with waiting until my 50s to get married? No. Will I wait that long if that’s how long it takes? Absolutely.