the thunder was insanity last night

KABOOM!

What? Why am I starting this post with a KABOOM!? Why, my friends, I am now THUNDER. KABOOM! HEAR ME ROAR. Bahah. I kid you. I am not thunder. But I have experienced a fair share of thunder over hare (yeah, so it rhymes), so, surely, there's some similarity or... anyways... A few nights ago, the weather was absolutely horrendous - and I mean that in the best of ways. I've never heard thunder so loud. It was explosive. It was scary. GAH I LOVED IT. (I totally dork out at thunderstorms. They're my favouritezzz!!!! Yeah.) I also felt very lucky to be under a roof and in a bed and I was crossing my fingers that no one was trapped outside...

Aside from or including the storms (whichever way you roll), the weather has been really glorious. Right now, I'm outside getting my tan on. Just kidding. 1) I never say "getting my tan on." (I just don't think I can pull that phrase off.) 2) I'm so over tanning. SPF is where it's at. Unprotected sun-worshipping is cancerous and uncool, folks.

My sister informed me that I looked like a picnic blanket. Aw, don't you love sibling honesty?! Lalala. Yay.

(Before you proceed with the usual ramblings, I feel like it is necessary to note that 1) these photos were not taken in Alberta, but 2) I am currently in Alberta. Kapeesh? Kapeesh. Clarity is our friend.)

Typical pre-August dialogue that has, indeed, occurred typically:

Person: What are you doing next month?

Me: Um, well, I'm off to Alberta to see family.

Person: Hah, what's there to do in Alberta?

Me: Lots of fun stuff, like, um… JKZZZZ. There's nothing to do!

Note: I'm not saying this to be offensive to Alberta. I'm really not. In fact, I'll let you in on a lil' (not so) secret. When I was a wee little one, I had dreams of living here! (Well, particularly because my cousins were living here, but HAR, that's besides the point!). But really. In the town that I'm staying in, it's even smaller than my wee little town in Southern Ontario. Can I just say BAM! that's saying a lot? BAM! That's saying a lot.

But really, I do love it here and consider it a "home away from home." 78% of the family on my mum's side lives here, so it's this big, ginormous, loud azn (asian) family. WOOT WOOT. What I've been acutely aware of is how crazy these generational gaps are. We have my grandma who's seventy-something. And then my little cousin who's 2 years old. There's offspring of offspring. Families of families. I don't know. It's freaky to realize how all my parents and aunts and uncles were once me and my sister's and my cousins' age. It's freaky to realize that will, at one point (hopefully), probably quickly, become my parents' aunts' and uncles' current age. There's a weird sense of nostalgia, of realization. Time goes by really freaking fast...

(Shirt - Value Village $3, Skirt - Value Village $3, Belt - Thrifted $1, Shoes - Salvation Army $7, Broach - homemade by the Sibling, Bag - Gifted)

I hope you all have a glorious weekend with glorious weather with glorious colours and glorious people! xxx

What time are you looking forward to?

spending way too much time with the sibling brainstorming ideas for our future bubble tea franchise (if we're failing at life before we hit thirty)

Dearest children,

Hello there! I hope you are all glorious. I, myself, am quite glorious - thank you oodles for inquiring. I've had a solid past coupla' days filled with marvellous goodies (save for early morning screaming fits from small infants we call "family") (consequently, we still manage to love them, despite the fact that their vocal cords could blow up the roof). For instance, today I purchased the most pyschedlic shoes EVER. I'm so excited to flaunt them. Hint: If the 70s and Bratz had a shoe baby, my new shoe would be THAT shoe baby. AW YEAH. It sounds hideous, but trust me, well, yeah... it is. In the best way possible. (My brain likes to think.)

By the way, here are some collages that I snipped and pasted out a week or two ago. Backstory: the door to my room is embarassing. It consists of red-carpet images circa '04. Real high class, too. There's some Paris, some Lindsay, some *siiigh* I cringe. So, about 4.4 years later, I've decided that it's time to axe those bad boys and replace it with something a little more... enticing? Yeah. Solution? New collages with my favourite quotes! Can I get a "boo yeah"? Oh, no one says "boo yeah" anymore? Well, BOO YEAH.

1. "Be daring, be different, be impractical, be anything that will assert the integrity of purpose and imaginative vision against the play-it-safers, the creatures of the common place, the slaves of the ordinary." - Cecil Beaton. P.S. I feel like it's important to say that BAM! I love this quote. I've quoted this quote multiple times on this good ole' "blog" thing. In fact, I even used this as the quote in my yearbook bio. Yup. YEARBOOK BIO. That's how much I am intensely in love with this quote.

2. "Most of us go through life as failures, because we are waiting for the “time to be right” to start doing something worthwhile. Do not wait. The time will never be “just right.” Start where you stand, and work with whatever tools you may have at your command, and better tools will be found as you go along." - Napoleon Hill. This one just really resonated with me because DANG! it's so true. I find that people are always so full of excuses as to why they didn't do something. It's sad, really.

3. "You have to leave the city of your comfort and go into the wilderness of your intuition. What you'll discover will be wonderful. What you'll discover is yourself." - Alan Alda. I'm always up for authenticity and intuition and following the heart and all that cheesy stuff with heartshape sirens and bubbles and what nattt. This makes me feel at least decent for being up in the clouds.

Anyways, I hope this post granted you with enjoyment. Sorry. That was really awkwardly worded. Nonetheless, what I really DO hope is that you're having an incredible day. I really do. I hope you're all waking up smiling. I hope you're all happy and fearless and filled with dreams. Kisses!

What are YOUR favourite quotes or motto?

(Who knows? It may end up snipped and pasted into a collage that is then snipped and pasted onto my door. WHO KNOWS.)

not a fan of the overpriced drinks, but free wifi is enough to make me stay!

So... do you guys remember when I posted approximately a billion posts in one week? (This is a guesstimation, of course. But you get the principle.) (You say, "YES. Of course I remember!") Therefore, my previous diligence in blogging means that I can go almost a week without posting and YOU CAN'T SAY ANYTHING! Nah-nah-nah-boo-boo!

Ahem. Sorry. That was weird. Here is an outfit post from last week. I wore this to meet a designer. Dressing up was a bit of a challenge. I wanted to go with a more muted version of myself to echo the designer's designs... but it also had to be all, "SHBAM I'M STILL LEXY." Here is what I came up with.

LOOK AT MY CUTE HEADBAND...


... Yeah. You hoodlums know the drill... Do you like this headband? Do you want one for yourself? If so, check out my etsy! Woohoo. *Insert peppy cheers and pom poms and rah rahs and pyramids and the likes.*


Oh by the way, it really pains me to say this... but... well... I guess I'll just spit it out... There was an unfortunate incident involving Daisy (my dog) and, well, small children with sharp objects... Let's just say that we were lucky enough to salvage the non-bloody parts of her beautiful white mane and create a bag that will celebrate her doggy life forever... Her soul may not be with us, but her flesh and fur always will be. <3 (Note: AH I AM ONLY KIDDING OF COURSE. Knock on wood and cross fingers and all that jazz to ensure that this silly story never equates to reality. PLEASE.)


(Blazer - Thrifted $1, Shirt - Vintage $7, Skirt - Homemade, Shoes - Vintage $15, Tights - F21, Bag - Gifted, Ring - Thailand, Headband - Homemade)

I hope you're all having a glorious summer filled with summery things and the likes. I'm soaking up the last few weeks with, um, screaming babies and crazy cousins before reality sets in. DUN DUN DUN! (i.e. wahhh, I need a job!)

What would be your *dream* (but realistic) job?