Why. Why. Why can't every day be a vacation?
The thing they don't tell you about studying at UBC Vancouver is: you miss the best part of the year. Summer in Vancouver. Maybe I was just in such fantastic company that anywhere would have done. I like to think not. And I like to think that I'm definitely spending next Summer in Vancouver. Osoyoos is gorgeous and hot and dryyy... but, sigh.
On Erin: hat from a thrift store in North Vancouver.
On Cyril: shades that were my Dad's.
Helloooo Swiss men.
On Olivier: should he read this blog and like to share the origins of his beautiful striped shirt, well... I just might have to go buy one for Cyril.
Perfect accessory: cupcake.
On Erin: thrifted & altered dress, thrifted belt, long necklace is thrifted and other necklace was made by Caroline!
Somebody come visit me at the Osoyoos Museum, please. Please? I can give you a tour. We can go for ice cream after. Or I can make you some cake. Or cookies. Or dinner. And we can go to the beach. Or on my boat. Yeah...
"Maybe I was just in such fantastic company that anywhere would have done. I like to think not."
ReplyDeletehaha, whatevah
HAHA. Yeah, that came out really very wrong. Haha, um. I'm in a corner here.
ReplyDeleteWhat I meant WAS... Vancouver is awesome no matter what. But it is true that the three of us could have gone anywhere and we would have had a rockin' time.
Is that better? Or did I just confuse and insult you more?
wooop!
ReplyDeletemy shirt is from "topmen" in london...
we three should go somewhere really soon!