Fall 2014 Lust-Haves

I want a fur VEST I WANT A FUR VEST!!!!!!

Okay, I apologize for the all capitals and the hideous amount of exclamation marks. Fall fashion gets me a little jittery, okay a lot. I love it. Just yesterday I was outside and the leaves were starting to change, and it's only August! Canadian weather has so many issues, scorching hot one day and 18 degrees another. But onto the fashion!

Shoes, Shoes, Shoes, this fall my must haves consist of embossed leather slip-ons, Nike roshe runs, and Leather Chelsea boots.

Aritzia sweaters are so gorgeous, and soft and expensive, but mostly gorgeous and soft. The turtleneck is to die for, and I have to add it to my hoard of clothing.

The jackets, Zara makes the best fall jackets. Yes, they're a tad inappropriate for Canada's chilly weather but who cares! Fashion is pain, and call me a masochist cause I'm ready to hurt.

Lastly, the must have J Brand Jeans with the super cute rips at the knees. I need it, my bank account sure as hell doesn't need it but I do.

Oh fall, why do you have to be so goddamn expensive.

Lust Haves by niuniu56 featuring a wool coat

Zara coat, 160 CAD / Zara trench coat, 160 CAD / Zara wool coat, 140 CAD / J Brand black skinny jeans, 285 CAD / NIKE shoes, 76 CAD / Mango ankle boots, 125 CAD / Zara shoes, 65 CAD

Quitting My First Job

This year at the end of June, I got my first job. It was a momentous occasion, and a rite of passage for my life as a teenager. I had anticipated getting a job for so long, and the fact that I had achieved this overshadowed the blatant horror of working in the fast food industry. That's right, ladies and gentleman, for the past 2 months I've been slaving away in a hairnet and visor working as a mule for saturated and fatty food. I'm disappointed in myself to say the least. With the dawn of a new school year approaching, I felt it was time to ditch the job and focus on my studies. Well, at least that's what I said to my manager when I gave my two weeks notice. In all honesty, I probably could handle work and homework but I hated the job so much, just thinking of staying gave me chills.

When I gave in my notice I was so extremely nervous. As much as I despised the franchise, I didn't want to disappoint my superior. I'd grown to respect them, and I still kind of feared them. Mustering the courage to actually quit was difficult, but I did. How did I? LET'S SEE.

1) I freakishly googled a million times how to quit a job, because let's be honest I was - still am a newbie to the world of part time employment

2) I had a mini panic attack because I thought I couldn't do it. Yes, I'm that kind of person.

3) I realized that the fast food industry has a huge turnover rate, people are constantly coming in and out. And, I realized that I could certainly be one of those people.

4) I pumped myself up, I told myself I could do it and that it was totally okay if I did.

5) I found the right time, and the right atmosphere to tell my manager. I gave my notice at the end of a shift, I seriously do not recommend breaking the news while you're in the heat of business. I also didn't need a letter, I just spoke calmly and explained my situation and they were more than happy to let me go.

To be honest, all I really needed to quit my job was a kick in the butt and a ton of bravery. Good luck to you all if you ever are in a rut with quitting your job, it sure wasn't easy for me.

Soliloquy to Aritzia

I love it I love it I love it

Greetings

Hey, Hi, Hello,Yo, Whats up, Holla...

No matter the word, greetings have always felt awkward to me. The act of using an introductory word in order to spark some sort of conversation is just so strange. I've yet to master it.
Just the other day, I attempted to rekindle some sort of relationship with this guy I know and I could barely manage a greeting. Hi, Hello, Hey, they all seem so stiff and impersonal. It felt...wrong. Why can't we just start conversations straight off the bat. Screw the pleasantries (who needs those), lets just get into the nitty gritty, the marrow of the bone, the good stuff, am I wrong? I suppose eras of greetings have rendered the absence of hi's and hello's ridiculous, and I suppose I'm being a little ridiculous.

i dont know.

It just makes getting back together with people, and reconnecting so hard; and as a socially awkward teenager, mustering the strength to utter those words takes an inane amount of effort. I mean, I usually just end up scrapping the whole idea of conversation, and receding back into the dark cave known as my bedroom. Yeah, I don't go out.

Well whatever, I guess.

Greetings.

Teensy Haul

Introducing Veriture

Veriture // Definition: A combination of adventure and veritas.

Veritas // Definition: A really pretty word I heard some guy say outloud. Is it latin? I will never know...

As you can see, it's just a bunch of gumbo. 

I guess this is my introduction to this blog, and I have to say I am very rusty. The last time I put anything written out into the blogosphere was perhaps when I was 11. A drama queen I was, so I started a gossip blog chewing out my kid friends and venting my elementary frustrations. Horrendous, I know. I've certainly come a long way from those days though. I've discarded the closet of Abercrombie and Fitch and adopted my own sense of being and style! God, I sound chipper and cliche. To be frank, I want to write. Well actually, I want to improve my writing, which according to my AP English teacher needs severe improvement. So in the wake of that wake-up call, I've started this blog!

Now I suppose you're wondering what in the heck I'm going to bore you all with. In this sea of food, fashion, and lifestyle blogs it is mucho hard to be different. So, I'm going the generic route. Screw different, these days I'm adopting a status quo mindset, at least when it comes to blogging. Fashion, food, travel, I want to do all of it, and maybe along the way insert a few of my personal thoughts. 

I'm no longer a blog virgin! The hymen has broke! I'll stop.

See you soon

-  P