AH-MAHZING!!!

New Favourite Song: Best Thing I Never Had

This song is amazing! Girls, I know this is your anthem....

There was a time
I thought, that you did everything right
No lies, no wrong
Boy I, must've been outta my mind
So when I think of the time that I almost loved you
You showed your ass and I saw the real you

Thank God you blew it
Thank God I dodged the bullet

I'm so over you
So baby good lookin' out

I wanted you bad
I'm so through with it
Cuz honestly you turned out to be the best thing I never had
You turned out to be the best thing I never had
And I'm gon' always be the best thing you never had
I bet it sucks to be you right now

So sad, you're hurt
Boo hoo, oh, did you expect me to care?
You don't deserve my tears
I guess that's why they ain't there
When I think that there was a time that I almost loved you
You showed your ass and I saw the real you

Thank God you blew it...

And the video is gorgeous...check it out below!

xoxo

Beyoncé - Best Thing I Never Had

New In Town

New Favourite Song: New In Town by Little Boots

Little Boots, is an English electropop singer-songwriter.   Her stage name comes from a nickname given to her by a friend, a reference to her unusually small feet. I love everything English and she is no exception!!!

Her song, New in Town,  is the song for Summer 2011! Its light and fun and gets you moving...Nick just laughs while I'm dancing around in the kitchen. Download it! You'll love it!!!

Finally!

After a bit of a hiatus, I'm back! I've been really busy....and honestly, there hasn't been anything that I totally LOVE lately. BUT I found a cute little clutch that I must have:



Love Moschino Frilly Clutch



And I just adore that the brand is Love Moschino...get it... love...my blog...I know I'm reaching!  ;)

*LOVE*



Chloe Sunglasses: Myrte



I know, I know...I have waaaaay too many shoes and sunglasses. But I couldn't resist this amazing pair of Chloe sunglasses!!!! Welcome home Myrte, you will be well loved!

Confession

I have a confession. I am in love.  I’ve been pretty faithful for a long time…but lately.... I’ve become... bored.

I’ve been steadfast in my devotion to white gold for years but its time for a change! (Had you worried for a second, didn’t I?) And no it’s not yellow gold, but it’s elusive cousin: rose gold. My friend and (very stylish/ gorgeous) co-worker Mable first introduced rose gold to our bland work environment with a stunning Michael Kors watch…and from that moment on, I was in love…head over heels!

I’m very disappointed to report that hardly any stores in Vancouver carry rose gold except for very small offerings from Tiffany and Co., Blue Ruby and The Bay Downtown (Fossil, Judith Jack and Crislu). In January, Nordstrom’s was overrun with rose gold and thankfully, I picked up a watch and ring from their vast selection! The beautiful tone of the gold looks great on every skin shade…so cheat a little…

you'll love it!

Happy Birthday!

My dad was rough around the edges and swore way too much for his own good. He was a salt of the earth Albertan, voted Conservative and could drink a 20 year old under the table. What most people didn’t know about my dad was that he had a big heart, especially when it came to me. I was his sweetheart and he made sure that I knew that every single day. When he went into the hospital after suffering a stroke, one of the first things that I missed was him standing on our second floor balcony waving goodbye every morning as I drove off to work. When I drive past the old house now, I can still see him there, waving and smiling his big toothy grin.


Today is his birthday, he would have been 95 yrs old. So in honour of today, I am going to share with you some things that I think made him truly special. I think he would like that very much.


One of my earliest memories was of my fifth birthday. As many of you know, I was born in January and lived in Pemberton, so that meant snow… and by snow, I mean 6 feet of snow. My mother broke the bad news to me: no one could leave their houses because the roads were so bad, so my birthday party would have to be cancelled. I cried and cried and cried. As you can tell, I was a drama queen from a very young age!

Our Caterpillar

So my father devised a plan: He would take out our Caterpillar and pick up every single one of my little friends so I could have a proper birthday party. As you can see from the picture, there is a little cabin at the top of the Caterpillar and he would have to sit the child on his lap (it was the early 70’s- no one used seatbelts!) and drive them back to our ranch house one at a time. There were at least ten children, so he made ten trips out into the snow covered valley- twenty with the return trip. Needless to say, even at five, I knew he had done something incredibly special for me. I was a spoiled little girl to say the least.


He lived a big gorgeous life. He made big mistakes but he also loved big too. He loved Pakistan and India where he lived for several years, loved dessert (especially homemade rhubarb pie), Sex and the City (he actually introduced me to the show!) and old British comedies. He was a man’s man- he loved the ladies (!!), fished, camped, hunted and served in WWII but when it came to me…I always knew that he was in my corner and that I was the one he loved the most. And that is what every girl deserves from her father.


I love you my darling Daddy. I hope you are having a HUGE birthday party in heaven. I can just imagine it now…