I'm a fan of layers whenever possible, because they can add interest to an otherwise boring outfit. In this case, I have two sleeveless layers and one with sleeves. It was almost warm enough... Taking these photos on my tripod was not necessarily easy or fun due to the cold and the fact that the ground you see there is NOT snow - it is a sheet of pure ice cleverly disguised as snow. And so let me say that although the name of this blog refers to wearing stilettos (which I do frequently), I refuse to try to wear any kind of heel when the ground is covered by three inches of pure ice. Sorry, y'all. So, vintage boots it is.
But let me give a shout out to this pair of jeans from Urban Outfitters. They're the Twig High-Rise Jeans with a button fly. These lovelies make me feel like a damn rockstar. They're sexily skin-tight, and actually fairly high-rise on me! If you have a long torso like me, these might be a good choice for you. A lot of high-rise jeans and shorts barely make it near my belly button. These get pretty close, and have enough stretch that they don't feel like they're squeezing the life out of my "athletic" legs. Thank you, years of sports.
Last Sunday, I met up with a relatively new friend of mine and my now hairstylist, Emily, for brunch. We caught up and got to know each other a bit better at Sasha's on Demun. I've been to Sasha's on Shaw a few times, but have never ventured into Sasha's on Demun. It's small and quite cozy. The bartender was friendly and my Bloody Mary was pretty tasty. We had a funny exchange over how I didn't think the ingredients (apples, brie, and mango chutney) in the Triple Crème D’affinois crepe were unusual enough to warrant the description "This is for the more daring." I would suppose that is because I already tend to be a bit of an adventurous eater. The crepe was very good, and withstood the test of heated-up leftovers for a snack later.
Wilson's Leather Jacket: Thrifted
Crop Sweater: Thrifted
Leopard-Trim Button-Down: Leopard Boutique, Webster Groves
Jeans: Urban Outiftters
Justin Boots: Thrifted