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Monday, 17 February 2014

Freckled Fashion has Moved!

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I've expanded my online repertoire - along with style I'm also posting about ideas, school, experiences.. Anything you could ever wish for in a blog/website.

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Wednesday, 13 November 2013


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 Who doesn't love Chewbacca? (I know I do…)

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I Invested in some sparkly headbands to help with the awkward pixie/bob transition

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 "Look at the one-legged pigeon and the tailless squirrel!"

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Tapestry Purse from Meow! in Guelph

Peacoat : Goodwill | Top : Elizabeth & James | Skirt : Ralph Lauren | Boots : Sears

Thanks to my Fundamental's lecture (and every art class I've taken since grade 3) I know that this colour scheme is called monochromatic, meaning it's all of one chroma. As in one colour. In a bunch of different tints, tones and shades. Of one colour. The best colour. My favorite colour. OXBLOOD.

Have you ever thought about why it's called oxblood, exactly? It's dictionary-defined as a dark reddish-brown colour, so I suppose it's just meant to portray the colour of an ox's blood. But why not call it rabbitblood? Or cowblood? Or mosquitoblood? Lord knows we get enough of that colour on our skin every summer, when we squash 'em and they explode. #eww

The oxblood I love seems to be more purpley than the average blood of an ox, so maybe this one ate more violets than all the other oxen while roaming through green pastures. Or it took more snack breaks when it was supposed to be pulling a cart or something. Either way, I like the ox when it's greedy or lazy - both are words that describe me at this very moment in my life. Who ate an entire bag of chocolate almonds while watching the Vampire Diaries? Not me. I swear on the life of that purple ox over there.

I love to dress up and feel fancy, but it just takes a little injection of extra effort and confidence in the morning. Note to self: Try a little harder. Today was one of those awesome days when an outfit falls into place effortlessly, so I think I may try the monochromatic thing more often. My gold and oxblood peacoat is vintage and Canadian-made (both very attractive qualities in a garment) and makes any outfit look très chic. This skirt was featured in one of my earlier posts (click here), and will forever be a crowd pleaser thanks to Ralph and his magical designer sewing kit. This is the top I got in New York which I absolutely adore (Thanks Mary-Kate and Ashley!), and I wish I could wear it everyday. I almost snagged it on my fridge (how is that even possible?) and nearly cried.

The most important part of this outfit for me would have to be the headband - I finally gave into the peer pressure I've been receiving from my hair and bought not one, not two, but six new headbands from Ardene. They may be cheap and plastic, but they get the job done right. Update: In three months my hair has grown the length of my ear. Only three more months to go before I can put it into a tiny pony (ox) tail!

My art history essay is calling me. Adios!

Wednesday, 6 November 2013

Winter Woolies

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Can it please be Christmas already??! Since the passing of Halloween all I can think about is how close Christmas is. A month and nineteen days; one-thousand-two-hundred and twenty-four hours. I find it extremely difficult to stop myself from humming Christmas carols while I'm collaging in the common room (sorry guys… I hum a lot). I mean, I don't really want all the chilliness and snowiness and the city slush. I just want to feel nostalgic. And like a little kid again.

With Christmas comes the end of my first semester of university. I won't bore you will all the details, but all this work we've been doing since September is getting kind of crazy. I need a break, stat. I also need to go shopping.

This all-white ensemble (finally) features my beautiful Ann Ren coat, in all its lacey and delicate glory. Peeking out from under the hem is the white dress I wore in my first-ever post (curious cats... click here), and on my feet are a simple pair of black Old Navy flats. The most important part of this outfit is, however, the socks.

For the longest time, all I wanted was thigh-high socks. It was an insatiable need; one that just couldn't seem to be quenched. You see, I always encounter a little problem, and it goes something like this:

(long legs) + (an average person's definition of thigh high) = too short socks

Luckily, these socks equated to the better side - at least they go above my knee. A little bit. They're just too cool to leave in my sock drawer though, so on the days when I wear them I'll have to add extra layers on top for warmth.

If you want to get a pair of these socks, head on over to floorplaysocks on Queen St. West. It's basically just a store filled with socks. What could be more amazing?!

Friday, 25 October 2013

Start Spreading the News....

Day One:

Fashion and Style from New York City

Fashion and Style in Central Park and New York City

Day Two:

Elizabeth and James top in New York

This past weekend I went to New York for the very first time ever. I was expecting everything that I'd seen in the movies - elegant brownstones and busy coffee shops; fashionable people hailing cabs and the overwhelming lights of Times Square.

New York had none of these things. Or (and this is much more likely) I just went to the wrong parts of town. What they don't tell you when you hop on a bus to this city is that New York is a gigantic place that cannot possibly be explored successfully in two days. You need to research and browse and delve into what you want to accomplish, but stay reasonable. Planning to see the Brooklyn Bridge at 3:00 and having dinner reservations in Greenwich Village at 5:00 in the same day is literally unachievable... Unless you have a private car or an airplane or something like that. You'll just end up crying on the 1:00am bus back to New Jersey.

What I managed to accomplish in two short days goes something like this:

1. Visit Central Park
2. Shop on 5th Ave. (Elizabeth and James sample sale, anyone?)
3. See an exhibition at the Fashion Institute of Technology
4. Line up for 30 minutes at the MOMA
5. Spend 30 minutes inside the MOMA
6. Get some scrumdiddlyumptious things at Magnolia Bakery
7. Hit up Walmart at midnight
8. Spend an unneccesary amount of time on Wall Street
9. Buy an expensive dress in Little Italy
10. Not buy anything in SoHo, and become consequently disappointed
11. See New York at nighttime from the Empire State building

The best part would have to have been Central Park. It was absolutely beautiful, and huge, and sunny, and filled with nice people walking their dogs and pushing baby strollers. If I could live in Central Park, I totally would. It was also great just to hang out with Seanei for the weekend! (big hearts)

What I wore in New York wasn't all that exciting, because I was feeling uninspired when I packed the night before. A floral crop top from Forever21 combined with a vintage skirt (see it in my last post here) and converse pretty much sums up my Day One attire, while Day Two is dominated by my new Elizabeth & James top that I got for 15% of full price (score!!).

This trip was a great experience, and I definitely want to go back - maybe when I'm 21 and have a couple friends living there and I can go out and do "local" things, and they can take me shopping in the nice spots of the city. New York is all about fashion, so next time I'll be sure to wring it for all its worth.

Photography by Seanei Gibbons
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Tuesday, 15 October 2013

Dawn | Dusk

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This weekend was pretty awesome. I hung out with my sister and watched Skins (if you don't watch it, jump on the bandwagon already and give it a go), and I also spent a good amount of time watching my cat drink water out of the fishbowl... I'm surprised he wasn't sick. And that he didn't actually eat the fish. 

Going home for me means that I can stop trying so hard to dress nicely and to look presentable - it's both a vacation from school and a vacation from civility. I honestly wore sweatpants and the same shirt four days straight. The one day that I did dress up was Sunday, when we went to our Aunt's for Thanksgiving dinner. I felt it only right that I wore something of her's, so on went the pleats - I love my school-girl skirt so much, but whether it's due to the (almost) vintage nature or the swingy pleats I'm not entirely sure. Then came my purpley crop top from Forever 21, which I purchased in black as well because I just can't seem to get enough velvet. I've been wearing these boots religiously (which were featured in a previous post here), and my cozy autumn sweater is from Goodwill the Great. The baroque-creepy necklace is courtesy of Anna, who also jumped in to photograph this post! She's the bomb dot com.

I can't wait for Halloween - does anyone have any cool costume ideas? I'm running out of creative juice because of all these collages and texture drawings, so if you could give me a hand I would love you forever! (I think there's a comment button somewhere...)

And finally, I think that thanks are for giving (get it?!), so I'd like to give a big thank you to everyone who follows Freckled Fashion - even if you just look at the pictures, or choose to chuckle at my awkward faces, I love seeing that people are seeing my stuff! XO

Monday, 7 October 2013

Days of Delays

Boy was this week a crazy one.

I think I stayed up past one o'clock every day except last night, when I collapsed, exhausted, onto the floor after an entire day of hauling boxes up stairs. In movies the characters seem to have so much fun moving house - all the bright new spaces and sepia-toned cardboard boxes mingling in the autumn air.... It's all lies. I suppose the fact that we were moving into an unfinished house may have impacted the overall experience, but let me tell you that I don't ever want to move again. Period.

Moving has also made me realize how much crap I own. Like, seriously, do I really need ten Christmas sweaters and fifty back issues of Seventeen? In my hoarder-ish mind these quantities used to make perfect sense, cause I never knew when I'd need to wear all the sweaters at once (à la school Christmas 2012) or make a bunch of inspiration collages (à la every binder I've owned since 2008). But after my time spent in residence, and my time spent this weekend moving all my family's worldly belongings, I can conclusively say that I've recovered slightly from my hoarding illness. I'm content just shopping for things in the vintage junk shop that is my mom's studio.

Because of all this busy busy-ness, I'm providing you with (gasp) five-day-old pictures. These were taken before the rain came; before the city began to look and smell like fall. In another unusual manner, I'm wearing an outfit that I've worn three times before. I never ever ever wear the exact same outfit twice, but this just works so well for so many situations that I keep veering back to it whenever I'm in a style rut, which I hate to admit happens 5/7 days a week. This outfit is a new classic.

I'm in love with these American Eagle jeans - never before have I fell so hard for a pair of denim pants. And this blazer... Anna picked it out for me for my birthday, and it's abso-bloody-lutely perfect, and I will forever be indebted to her. It's fancy enough to be fancy, but the casual oversized shape can be dressed down for everyday wear. My top was $2 from St. Vinnie's (one of the cheapest and cutest charity shops in Guelph) and my shoes are the little beauties I bought in Poland last summer. And this wicker box purse kind of fell into this outfit accidentally - I was drawing it in class right before Georgia and I went out to take photos, and I felt an insatiable need to bring it along for the ride.

Hope you're having a jolly good Monday - be sure to mark your calendars for a new post later this week!

Big thanks go out to Georgia, for the photography; another big thanks to my friend Dylan who came along and was a hybrid model / coach / stylist / fashion extraordinaire. Je vous aime beaucoup!

Thursday, 26 September 2013

Love, Inc.

[looking up in wonder & amazement at the fact that I haven't blogged in a month] 

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Fashion Street Style

Holy macaroni.

This past month has been a blur of everything you could ever imagine. A full-on jumble of a new school in a new city with new people and new things and an entirely new outlook on life. Well, not entirely new, just a little more... sensical? Practical? Fashionable??

School is wonderful, but filled to the brim with assignments and lectures and textbooks. I love it. So much. I have a smorgasbord (can I use that word?) of new friends who I love, and it has just been a great experience so far. I can't believe a month has passed... Pretty soon I'll be done my first year!

I've met some of the most amazing people at Ryerson, including the lovely Georgia Love - my new blog photographer. One of the reasons why I haven't been updating is because I had no one I felt comfortable shooting with, but Georgia is honestly so amazing (I'm sorry for gushing, I'm just so excited to be up and running!) and I can't wait to work with her again, and again, and again. We met in the Fashion LLC, which is a little community in residence that brings all of us enthusiastic and stylish people together, and gives us additional fashion resources- this LLC is the reason why I'm sitting in a room right now that is filled with drafting boards for all of our endless design theory projects. The work never ends...

I feel like I've learned a few things that have changed me up a bit:
1. I still can't get away with wearing heels on a regular basis. (I'm way too tall, and living in the city means walking a lot)
2. Everyone here wears black. (And now, apparently, so do I)
3. The amount of sunlight coming in my window every morning does not correlate with the temperature outside. (Result - Extreme heat and chills)

I changed my outfit four times, as I do pretty much everyday - the one pictured above was the second look of the day. The top is Forever 21, the skirt is James. (from Aritzia), and the shoes are from Sears... Don't underestimate Canadian department stores, they can really pack a punch. My bag is the newest thing I own - I bought it from Aldo the other day for my laptop, but I've been using it as a purse regardless of whether or not I have any actual technology with me. All of the jewelry is vintage beyond compare, and my really hip sunglasses are from the men's section of a Polish H&M. Have you ever noticed that every H&M is different from one another? If you haven't, pay attention next time you're there. It's kind of cool.

Sorry for the essay - I haven't really said anything of importance because I'm tired and a bit caffeine-crazy and high on the scent of laundry sheets. If you've read this to the end, thank you - next time I promise to be more eloquent!