When dinner comes at 1am. Free spirit. A snowy corner of my snowy ‘hood. Nightlife. My clique. Just another day at the office. Boy oh boy. Paper boy Mo. Bundled for blizzards. -k
my life
Kat’s Closet – Called on the Suspenders.
One of my favourite neighbourhoods in Toronto is Ossington. It’s raw. It’s real. One of my go-to accessories lately have been my suspenders. I’ve worn them with jeans and shorts and skirts. I’ve worn them up and dropped down. They’re uber cute, uber hipster and uber me. This was Saturday night. -k
T-shirt – Gongshow via Real Sports Apparel
Jeans – J Brand
Suspenders – From my tap dancing days. Truth.
Boots – Nine West
Lipstick – MAC Lady Danger
Kat’s Closet – Break Those Blues.
January is the official start of the so called winter blues. I have found a positive: sales. Sales, sales, sales. Save your moola and do a little January retail therapy. This outfit is the result of just that. And colour. Mixing patterns just makes me happy. Break those so called rules. Ah, the simple life savers. -k
Button Up Shirt: Zara $29.99
Polka Dot Shirt: Zara $29.99
Jeans: J Brand (old)
Shoes: Fossil $59.99
Necklace: Zara
Scarf: H&M
Instagram My Life. 18.
Game day garb. Look up, Toronto. Lipstick stained smile. Roomie night. My co-partner in crime. Life goals. Saturday run through a new scene. Friday night lights. Warming up for the Raptors game. -k
Kat’s Closet – Workin’ Lady.
Do you ever have those days where there seems to be a theme within your tweets and texts and coffee talks and youtube searches? A universal pattern. Today’s was “you have the coolest job.” That was the exact sentence that rang through all outlets. I do. January has been jam packed with Raptors games. And with tired eyes and a brain at full capacity as the end of the month rolls on in, I have loved every minute. Here’s a game day outfit from the role call. They won tonight, ps. Demar sank the buzzer beater and they’re coming home happy. -k
Shirt – Real Sports Apparel
Pants – Joe Fresh
Shoes – Nine West
Nothing Fancy.
One of my New Years resolutions a few calendars back was simply the word “Balance”. Another one was creating moments to look forward to so you always have something to spark a smile when things get hard/busy/uncomfortably crazy. I’m going to continue those this year and look forward to more simple nights like this. -k
Instagram my Life. 17.
Can’t ignore the fact that it’s a jam packed January in Raptorland. -k
Wanderlust.
My bad case of fernweh has flared up these past couple of weeks. Maybe it’s the everyday email reminders from Air Canada and WestJet or that I’ve been sucked into the show The Layover. (Which I highly recommend for all of you foodies with a travel itch.) So as travel planning began for post season (or sooner because I don’t know if I can wait) I was asked about city life for a local blog and like I say at the end of my interview … I have a bad travel itch but when the recognizable building-tops of my city come into view just before landing there is always that simple comfort of the familiar. It’ll always be good to be home.
Here’s my take on life in the concrete jungle…
A Simple +1.
It’s funny what an effortless flip of a calendar can do to your soul. A simple +1. A visual leap to the top. A new unpredictable countdown as you quietly absorb the past. The faces that are still smiling in the same room as you and the ones that trickled away with time. The drops of secrets wiped away by your pillowcase and the emotional thrills of victory absorbed by your apartment walls. Meeting people and standing in places that were once only a photograph of wonderland in your curious hands. The million miles that you walked and the million thoughts that you talked. Anxious hopes on the pursuit of personal victory. Visions. Oblivious climbs. Complicated kindness. A simple warm love that knocked three times when you weren’t expecting anybody. The calculated hope that smiles far surpass fears. Nobody needs to know and nobody needs to see. A rainbow of elegant wonders that started just like this on a simple piece of lined freedom the last time a flip of a calendar put you in this place. I was always a sucker for rollercoasters. Let’s go on again… -k









