I am passionate about supporting small, Canadian owned businesses. Over this past year, I’ve been making an effort to shop more BIPOC owned, small, Canadian businesses. There are some incredible small Indigenous owned brands that I have shopped with and so many more I keep discovering. If you are looking to shop Indigenous shops, but aren’t familiar with many, I have created a list as a starting point. The list includes apparel brands, beauty and wellness items, home goods, jewelry,…
Shorts! I never wore them until a few years ago. I have had a bad relationship with my legs for as long as I can remember. Even as a slim, size 6 Gal of only 15, I had idiot boys telling me how HUGE my legs were. I’ve have moles, stretch marks, bumpy skin, varicose veins, spider veins, cellulite, hair, dry skin, chubby knees (as an ex-boyfriend teased me about for years), and all the things we’re told to be…
Over the past several years, I have been on a journey to a more sustainable and ethical wardrobe. So, what does that mean? For me that has meant choosing to buy less, wearing the items I already own more and for longer, mending or altering when possible, shopping secondhand first, then opting for local sustainable brands next, and choosing natural fabrics whenever I can. Over this past couple of years, I have almost completely quit shopping with fast fashion brands.…
A couple of years ago I was very kindly called in for using an inappropriate and culturally appropriated term to define a garment of clothing I was wearing. I shared and posted this outfit above and used the word Kimono to refer to the flowy cropped cardigan I’m wearing. As this piece was manufactured by a huge, fast fashion business, and I, a White woman, am wearing it and referring to it as a Kimono, it is problematic all around.…
Here we are one year after our whole world was turned upside down. Life got locked down. We were all scared in a way we had not experienced before. Toilet paper was sold out, for some reason. We were all washing our hands about 100 times per day. We were staying home and making bread, because that seemed like the only thing we could control. The list of sadness, anxiety, heartbreak, and overwhelm is too long to share. I know…