Office Attire Chronicles...

Every morning I struggle to find an outfit worthy of being called office attire. (Anyone who knows me know that I am a jeans and t-shirt kinda gal, so having to wear office attire five days a week has been a challenge.)

None the less, I have started to chronicle my outfits (not 100 per cent sure why) So I figured that I would blog about my wardrobe for the first two weeks of work. -- Keep in mind there have been some mornings that I haven't had time to take pictures, so these aren't all of my outfits...

Oh, and I should note that I am running out of clothes, so I need to start getting creative with my mix and matching skills...

P.S. Don't mind the mess in the background, sometimes I try on a million outfits before I find 'the one'...

I need an opinion...Tomorrow.

I should really blog more.

I get really paranoid about posting my thoughts and opinions online though. -- One of the many things that university has taught me is that nothing is ever certain; and one thing that I learned in college is that whatever I do say, I have to be very careful about how I do it!

Uh, no comment?!

Seriously though, I do need to start having an opinion.

Although not tonight, cause I am EXHAUSTED!

HAHAHA!

You know you're old when...

Here is the picture that was on the front page of the Free Press today. When I first saw it, I was like; "Why is this young girl and her older brother on the front page of the paper today?!" But then I read the caption and realized a couple of things...

A) This is not a girl. Nope. This is tween heartthrob Justin Bieber.

B) Apparently this kid is a pretty big deal...

C) That's not his big brother, that's his dad! (His mighty fine-looking dad I must say...)

Ugh.

This picture just solidifies that I am old. Really, really old.

O, Old blog posts...

I have been blogging for about a thousand years. (No really, I have been...) Sometimes I like to take a gander through my old blogs (which I have hidden from the peering eyes of friends and strangers alike)and re-read posts from the person that I used to be.

It's neat, sometimes haunting, or humiliating, laugh-out-loud funny, thought provoking, or sometimes just sad...

Anyways, I found this old post, and I actually kinda like it...sums things up pretty well...

Enjoy.

Friday, January 2, 2009

Spirited Energy?!

In Winnipeg the winter nights are so cold and encompassing. Traffic never stands still, it simply staggers through the darkness, awaiting for the sun to rise again. Snow blankets the the entire city, and all of the people who live there make the best of the blistery weather...

There is a lot of soul in this prairie city; a whole lot of personality that possesses all that inhabit this winter enriched land. People abide by the conditions, living their lives as though the weather dictates who they are...It is a hockey city, with resurrected ghosts of a long deceased hockey team that still haunts the childhood dreams of so many...

Their patriotism is with their Jets, their Bombers and a coffee from Tim Hortons. The unofficial national anthem is any given Tragically Hip song; everybody loves the Hip...

Most of them talk about moving; out east, out west, it doesn't really matter, as long as it is away from this joke that they call home. Yet most of those who leave always come back...

It is a place where people proudly shop in clearance sections; sporting knock-off brand name hand bags and last years fashion trends. A place where everyone is connected by someone that they mutually know. A place where musicians are born, and coveted like royalty...

There is no other place like Winnipeg; and only those who have lived it can truly understand...