the summer of love.

Here's a random story about me. 

Buckle up, folks.

The summer of 2010 to me was like the summer of '69 to Bryan Adams - it is the one that I will never forget and will most likely write a song about someday. Not only was I 19 - drinking age in (most of) Canada - but I was a 19 year old who had never really gone to parties or underage drank like the "cool kids". This meant that there was a little firecracker in me ready to explode. And boy, did it ever! My very best friend in the whole entire world, Annie ("Hi Mildred!!!"), and I became somewhat of "bar-stars" (I'm not bragging, but like, we were so cool *sarcasm*). We were hitting up Dooly's (an Atlantic - East Coast pool bar that is not actually a cool spot to go out to) every Wednesday, Thursday, Friday AND Saturday night. Yes, we were those girls. And I have to admit, I miss it some days - but sort of not really. I really like waking up without a headache or feeling sick!).

Anyway, the summer of 2010 was not only awesome because I spent almost every single day with my favourite girl on the planet, and not because I broke out of my timid shell. It was awesome because I met my husband! Yes, I met my husband, drunk (he was way more drunk than I was) at Dooly's. Honestly, what is more romantic than that, right? (at some point, I will stop letting you know when I am being sarcastic. For now, I will let you know. I am being sarcastic). 

It may not have been most girl's ideal way of meeting "the one", but I am freakin' over-the-moon grateful that drunk Mark came up to me and showed off his sweet dance moves (he is actually not a bad dancer and he knows it, haha)!

The summer of 2010 was the beginning of my love story. It was when I became more comfortable with who I am - a very strange, socially awkward woman who is actually super social on the inside but can only come out when she's a tiny bit tipsy. And it is the summer that Marjorie and Mildred came into being - a story for another time. :)

Do you guys like "storytimes"? Or no? I know that mine can be a little odd and probably difficult to read (I literally right what I think but I am thinking about things in a weird voice... I am the strangest person. I am sorry).

 

queenston.

See what I did there? No? Okay.

These photos were taken in the BEAUTIFUL city of Kingston (now do you get the title? no? okay.)! 

Mark and I had a day off together on a weekday and thought that it would be the perfect time to hit up Kingston - and it was! The sun was shining, the streets were quiet (for a city) and I was feelin' fancy in my jumpsuit from American Eagle and my $25 coat from H&M. And to top off the outfit, we found the coolest phone booth ever! I have never seen one of these in real life before and never would I have thought there would be one in downtown Kingston. It is such a fun and unique thing to have. You would be surprised at how many people love this type of phone booth - we should really bring them back, even if there is no phone in them, haha! #allabouttheinsta

On a serious note, this outfit rocks! I have never felt more beautiful AND strong in an outfit before. It's just a simple jumpsuit but does it ever compliment the body. I felt like I could run the world - okay, maybe a little overdramatic, but you get it. I felt awesome! And the first thing that Mark said to me was "Wow! You look so tall!". Now, that may sound like something silly to get excited about, but for a 26 year old woman who is pushing 5'1, being told that you look tall is a huge compliment (sidenote: I was wearing booties with a slight heal, and obviously clothes don't make you grow, haha!). 

Jumpsuits are the greatest clothing invention ever! They look amazing on every body type and are an entire outfit in just one piece. They are the "easy peasy lemon squeezy" of the fashion world. And you need one (or 10) in your life! I personally plan on living in them this Spring and Summer and I know just where to get them! 

*Hint: American Eagle ;)