last night i had the strangest dream, i sailed away to china, in a little boat to find ya, and you said you had to get your laundry cleaned

I enjoy people watching. I don't think that's weird. People are fascinating and if you asked me, "hey, if you could be invisible for a day, would you sit and eavesdrop on people ALL DAY LONG?" My response would be, um... YES, ABSOLUTELY.

One of my favourite people watching places is the Kensington Market in Toronto. It exudes, I don't know, something that's super raw and full of character. I feel like I'm in the 90s. Or something. I like it.

^ Haha. I just realized that there are shoes swung over the telephone lines. A cop once told me (and my classmates - I wasn't just, like, chattin' it up with the cops) that shoes over telephone lines = weed. Oh brothaaa...

To be honest I didn't get my hands on too many pictures. Taking pictures in public with my shiny little pink digital camera is awkward. BUT THEY HAVE A BUBBLE MACHINE SO I THINK THAT'S ALL WE NEED TO SHOW IT'S AMAZINGNESS. Agreed?!

Like someone send that to me? Stat?

And we're back in my backyard. And we've got ourselves some self-timers...

(Blazer - Value Village $6, Shirt - Value Village $3, Shorts - Old Navy $5, Shoes - Vintage $15, Belt - Thrifted $1, Jewelry - Assorted)

Hey. You look creative. Picture it all together? Boo yeahhh.

Summer is coming, contrary to what the rain/ sun might be telling us. (The combination of "rain" and "sun" illustrates the indecisiveness of the weather.). But still. It's SUMMER. Despite the weird weather. So I'm happy. And here's a sunny picture. Because sunny is happy. And happy is good.

(photograph - me)

ONE MORE DAY UNTIL FREEDOM. I'm so ecstatic. Literally went biking and was singing at the top of my lungs. (In my head, that is. I mean, the singing part. I really did go biking. And it was fantastic.)

Anyways. When summer rolls around, I hope to have more awesome things. Such as increased outfit posts, slash more posts in general, and more DIYs and SEWING. Yay! AND WOWZA. Seven days 'till my bloggerversary! (Embarrassing story: the red line went under "bloggerversary" indicating that it was spelt wrong, so I right-clicked it to check what I spelled wrong. OBVIOUSLY it's not a real word. Oh maaan... I'm a straight A student, I swear!)

Um, anwyways. WHAT SHOULD I DO FOR THIS MONUMENTAL EVENT? I'd bake a cake because that seems appropriately celebratory. But alast, I will not because, well, a) I can't bake and b) well yeah. I figure it might be fun to answer some questions or do a vlog (or maybe both? Together? Wow!), so ladies and gents if you have questions pertaining to anything ASK ME! Comment below! (DO IT DO IT DO IT DO- I mean, pft. Nonchalant. I don't really care. I like the aura of "mystery" and "je ne sais quoi" I radiate anyways... BUT REALLY PEEPZ.)

Thank you, thank you very much!

P.S. I was surprised by the number interesting comments on the last post! Didn't expect people to read it. I'll be posting an actual POST discussing (slash very likely rambling) very shortly.
P.P.S. the title of my post is from my childhood. I posted on my tumblr. Yes, I got tumblr. Yes, I'm officially a victim of the internet.
P.P.P.S. I'll use my sister's tripod next time...
P.P.P.P.S. That is all. So have a splendid weekend. I hope the sun treats you well.