Hot Pink TIFF Party Dress

TIFF parties have been rampant, and I've gone to my fair share. Wish I could've shared all the outfits with you, but sometimes the day just got overwhelming.

But Mostly, The Beach

The beach, a delicious dinner, a stroll along the marina, a show, and catching up with an old friend.

Chase You?

Remember the chase?  That whole chase between men and women. The whole dance of he moves, and you either move with him or shut it down.  I like that chase.

The Dress I Wore

On pins and needles, I know. You've been eagerly awaiting the follow up post to this one. Well, here's the dress I did actually wear.  This one didn't move anywhere on it's own, it only moved with me.

That's one of my requirements for a good dancing dress: that it doesn't move of it's own accord, so that I don't have to spend the evening yanking and adjusting.

My other requirements:

1. Comfort. Stretchy or loose it has to be comfortable.
2. Breathable. Too much material and you heat up pretty fast. Then you're a sweaty mess, and not in the good way.
3. Not too intricate.  To many holes, loops, or architectural details, and someone at some point in the even is going to get caught in it, and something's going to tear.

And my last requirement: that it makes me smile.  That I look at it and something about it makes me energized and happy.  'Cause a sad dancing dress?  That would be baaaad.

Dress - Zara  //  Boots - I forget *old*  //  Purse - ThreadSence  //  Flash tattoos - eBay

It's Been a Ride

Dress - Mango  //  Tights - unknown  //  Socks - UO  //  Scarf - thrifted  //  Boots - Feet First  //  Necklace - F21

Last week, our power went out for four days due to the ice storm that hit Toronto, and Southern Ontario.  Then, just as the power came back on, on Christmas Day, my baby girl came down with the stomach flu.  So while nursing her and throwing out all the food in our fridge, we wished ourselves a Merry Christmas.  Once she finally started getting better, I started vomiting with the same stomach flu, and spent a happy birthday on the couch or...well...doing that vomiting thing.  Of course, I had just stopped and was still really weak, when Andrew got it.  Which brings us up to now. 

Hard to believe it was all just one week. 

That's the reason I've been absent here.  As reasons go, I think it's pretty good.  I hope you all had a much better holiday than us.  And I wish us all a fabulous New Year!

Salut!