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Friday Five: Topshop Dresses

  Last night I attended a shopping and trend talk event at Topshop.  The Western Editor, Joy Pecknold,  for Fashion Magazine was on hand to show us some amazing music festival inspired looks.  After we got to shop the store to find treasures of our own.  I was immediately drawn to all the super cute dresses they have in.  (And one may have found it’s way home with me.)  Here are five dresses that caught my eye. Hawaiian Boat Print…

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Friday Five: 5 Moments From the Plenty Spring Event

  We ladies of The Style Common had an amazing night at the Plenty Spring 2013 event on Tuesday night.  Here are five of my fave pics of the event that really sum up the night. Alicia, Me, Alex, and Jen … The Style Common ladies doing our model thing. Yummy treats and Fashion Magazine. Joy Pecknold, the Western Fashion Editor of Fashion Magazine…aka, the girl who makes me laugh uncontrollably.    Me strutting my stuff while modeling my Spring 2013…

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Shop Local Feature ~ Plenty

  If you are a Vancouverite, then you know Plenty.  Plenty first opened it’s doors in 1989 and has been considered a go-to fashion destination ever since.  It stocks its racks with a lovely mixture of their own in house labels (Propaganda, Ribbon, Ribbon Luxe, Monk & Lou, and Big Blue) as well as complimenting national brands like Free People and Maison Scotch.  They boast a well stocked denim bar and carry all the extras from hats to shoes to…

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Hello There!

  Blouse: Propaganda from Plenty (get the look); Sweater: Free People (also cozy); Jeans: AG Stilts find them locally at The Urban Rack; Necklace: ToodleBunny At a recent event I had a great conversation that validated how I’ve been feeling lately.  Why can’t we just say hello?  Event after event I see similar faces (Vancouver is not that big), and time after time there are missed opportunities for a simple hello.   I don’t know why this is ???  Why do…

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