sweetheart love story

I wanted to share this sweet heart story. L and J did such a cute job putting it together! Thanks for sending it in :) 

leather jacket bomber babe

Shirt: thrifted (Victoria, BC)

Pants: Urban Outfitters

Scarf: Thrifted

Purse: Thrifted (Bolton, ON)

Leather jacket: boys section thrifted (Victoria, BC)

Bracelets and Necklace: My own designs, You've Got Hattitude Jewellery. Check it out by clicking here 

I bought this jacket in Victoria last weekend. Juan De Fuca is a Park in Victoria, British Columbia. Graham is one of my Scottish family names. Win Win. I love finding vintage things that have a history and a special meaning to me. Much like my Jewellery, I try to find a unique story or at least imagine a special case for every piece I get. I take one of a kind vintage, antique and old pieces of jewellery and turn them in to new again. I like to create keeping in mind the history of each peice. 

If you want to get jiggy with it, or just look as rad as me with some wild new jewels, you can check out my jewellery website and by clicking here. 

bubbles

Forgot to post this yesterday!

Here's all four of us at the aquarium. 

We didn't want to pay the outlandish prices for the photo. A plan was hatched. A mission was formed. Jim did the dirty work while Konny was the decoy. Jim took a photo on his phone while Konny distracted the front desk woman. Mission successful.

the day of fishies

Konny and Jim come to Van city to pee-eh-are-tea-why. We show them a good time. Day starts at aquarium.

i slowly but surely became obsessed with these. UN-real

also may have been in to the star fish, just a little too much....they are wildly wicked crazy and i love them

second favourite sushi restaurant SECOND...still not first, just second

....is it weird that we went to the aquarium and then ate sushi after? at least we had a theme for the day right....?

still figuring out the camera...good thing i signed up for a class

Romper: gifted

sweater: gifted

Rings: flea market

Belt: thrifted

Boots:....van city?

necklace: Hattitude Jewellery

a wild child

Have a photo of yourself wearing Hattitude Jewellery? Have you been Hattified? Send her in and get featured on my blog. I'd love to share how you styled it.
Here's N posing it up on New Years wearing her beloved bow Hattitude necklace.

Thanks for sending it in. I love seeing what you all wear Hattitude with!

If you have a love story and want to share it, I'd love to post it on my blog. My favourite sweetheart story will win some Hattitude. So send em in! Click here to see the love day challenge. 

I bought a digital SLR. Welcome to the 21st century of fashion blogging Hattie. It's a beaut. I can't wait to start taking photos with it...so impatient for it to charge. 10 hours of charging, otherwise you would have seen a whole lotta photos already ha

happy after love day

our balcony

Keep those sweet heart stories coming! I'll keep posting. Everyone is loving reading them. Thanks for sending them in! They're so much fun to read!

Happy day after Love Day every one. Gorge yourselves and don't count the calories today. Bust out those chocolates hiding under your bed, take out those gummies stashed in your drawer. Indulge. You're beautiful. Happy day after Valentines Day.

Grab your sweetie and kiss 'em!

Thanks Katherine for sharing your love story with me! Enjoy the 2nd sweet heart challenge story! :) 

a sweet heart story

Here's the first story in the sweet heart challenge. Thanks for your jaw dropping story Alex. Tom is a real gem!

I'd known disastrous relationships with selfish men, frightened men, and down right crazy men. About the time when I met Tom Parker I think something in the universe decided to give me a good break for a change. And I don't mean to make it sound like Tom Parker appeared to me out of a shiny cloud. I think I just had sifted through a few boys and so I knew a little better. In short, I'd learned from my mistakes. But make no mistake. The day I caught his eye was the day I really hit the lottery.

It was one Halloween. I'd taken up mandolin on my last break up, and decided I needed to see someone play the mandolin in person. I was not seeking out romance. I went to Toronto's cool Bastien of music, The Cameron House, to hear a country band. Lo and Behold there was Tom Parker dressed in a ridiculous wig and playing mandolin. He sat down next to me and we hit it off, talking about music, and life. I liked him, even in his ridiculous wig and glasses to say nothing of the suit.



Not long after that sparks began to fly, tentatively on my part because I'd just gotten out of a relationship, but Parker played it patient. 

And speaking of patience, or should I say "patients"... I knew he was the real McCoy when he showed up with magazines, music and a boom box for me on an admission I had to hospital for a lung infection. The fact that I had CF (cystic Fibrosis, a gentic disease affecting mainly the lungs) didn't seem to scare him (a welcome change from the first boyfriend who broke my heart and said he "loved me too much to watch me die from CF". I should like to point out that that boyfriend is himself no longer among the living. Sometimes, it's best to follow your heart, if not always easy.) Anyhow, here strutted Tom Parker into the St Mikes hospital ward in his cowboy boots and big grin. My parents were sitting outside my room and Dad apparently said to Mom, "Who's the DUDE in the (cowboy) HAT?" with raised eyebrows. 

Well, that "dude" impressed me. It impressed me that I looked horrible and he still came calling and taking me to dinner. For a self professed "tom-cat", he sure courted me romantically. We had long romantic dates planned around IV doses and physiotherapy. We took great trips together where I really felt alive, kicked our heels up, and fell deeply deeply in love over mandolin lessons, country croonin' together, & a general joix de vivre. The first time he kissed me I was shocked at his cockiness... then I came to love his very honest characteristics. The only dishonest thing he ever did was to steal one of my rings from my jewelry box after we'd moved in... He used it to propose to me one night at our favorite restaurant in a total stunner of a proposal... just before dessert, I'd gone to wash up, and when I got back he told me he loved me and wanted to spend the rest of his life with me. "My ring!" I cried, and grabbed it from him and slid it on in complete agreement that yes, this man is who I wanted to spend the rest of my life with. (Knowing that I have an allergy to certain metals he didn't want to surprise me with a ring that would turn me green, hence the ring -theft. We later chose out an amazing ring together. We make big decisions as a team) It's ridiculous. He saw Alex where other people see "sick girl", or "jazz singer." He loves me for who I am, he is the kindest and bravest person I've ever met (marrying someone who you know faces terrific odds at survival is not for the weak.) He is my best friend. In all our passionate years together we only ever spat about silly stuff like who snored, or if we'll have pasta or order in a pizza. Isn't that great? He is a man. He is not perfect, but he is perfectly wonderful to me. It is an great gift to be with such a solid wonderful playful intelligent and expressive guy. I'm gonna kiss him the second he walks in the room!

Check out Alex's jazzy voice (she recently had her song on Bombgirls) by clicking here

shoes make the wo-man

My feet are in need of an overhaul. They are taking a pounding out here (no pun intended) walking everywhere, miles on end. Had to splurge and buy myself some new walking boots, that offer comfort and a little bit of fashion....these two things are mighty hard to come by. I went to 7 different shoe stores. I kid you not.

 Finally I settled on these. They have the gummiest sole ever. I was bouncing up and down in them. A sure sign of an enthusiastic new shoe owner. My partner, the owner of the striped canvas shoes, was lucky enough to snag those for free. The counter cashier boy thought he was mighty, fine cute, and gave him a 100% discount. He is loving living in the gay district more then I am after that nice little win. 

striped legs. meow. 

 I am getting a new camera this week. My first DSLR. Pretty stoked. So please bear with me with these last shotty outfit posts.

a polka dot dress, for a comedy improv show evening

i love my jewels.

Shirt: Urban Outfitters

Dress: Urban Outfitters

Tights: Winners

Shoes: thrifted

Jewels: Layered from thrift store and Hattitude Jewellery 

Want to win some Hattitude Jewellery? Send me your sweetheart story for Valentines day. I'd love to share it on my blog. Click here to check out the love day challenge.