I may have just scored the best boots ever at the Toronto Vintage Clothing Show.

Proof.

I’m looking mighty pleased with myself.

I have been on the hunt for the “perfect” lace up boot for quite some time now. These are darn close. Made in Italy 100% leather and not too high. We’ll see. My feet tend to be very fickle and demanding.

My left foot is called Mariah Carey and my right foot is called Celine Dion.

Or MCCD for short.

What?

Don’t you name your feet with an acronym?

It is a constant battle between the duelling divas as to who can be the most persnickety on any given day.

The skirt and boots came from Wild Thing Vintage and is this weird length that I’m really loving lately. It’s not a maxi and not really a midi.

I’m dubbing it the ankle kisser.

I originally had on my beret with this but took it off when I thought I looked too hipster.

It is a fine line between looking like you’ve tried too hard and looking like you haven’t tried enough.

That effortless chic BS?

Yeah, it’s just BS. Lots of thought goes into looking effortless.

Don’t let those French women fool you either.

They spend plenty of time choosing what to wear in an effort to look like they don’t care.

The hair is another thing. When I lived in the south of France almost all the women I knew had long hair and they didn’t do anything with it other than pile it into some messy type of bun or let it blow freely in the air. I think the hair was much more of the “effortless” bit.

That might just be my selective memory.

Or my memory might be influenced by the intensive wine cleanse I was on during that time.

Wine was cheaper than bottled water. That is my excuse and I’m sticking to it.

Did I mention that is where I met my husband?

10 Steps To Hipster Chic

1.  I made that necklace because that is what all hipsters do. Duh.  Step one to hipster chic accomplished.

2.  The glasses area straight up hipster nerd. Bold frames = bigger eyes & perceived intelligence.  Done and done.

3.  Step three to hipster chic is only drinking coffee made from beans that Himalayan birds have excreted while mating.  This is going to be a tough one for me as I don’t drink coffee.

4.  I’m working towards step four as I’ve already started prepping for Movember by growing out the hair on my legs. Maybe I should be growing out my armpit hair but I’m not that hard core…yet.

5. & 6.  Steps five and six to hipster chic are coming along nicely as I’ve mastered my “disinterested contempt” smirk and have decided on my first tattoo which I am hoping will wash off as easily as the “self-stick” directions claim.

7.  Step seven, irony and sarcasm.  My pug is teaching me this. She says the neighbour’s cat taught her.

8.  Step eight I’ve got covered as I already buy 90% of my clothes either vintage or thrift.

9.  Step nine, wearing a floral crown while prancing with wildlife in the woods was checked off last summer thanks to the travelling yellow skirt.

10.  Step ten to becoming an over 40 hipster is creating a signature mixed cocktail.  I’ve been working on mine; muddled fresh snowberries hand picked in spring from the base of Mt.Kanchenjunga, gently stirred with room temperature 90 year old single malt scotch infused with hibiscus, grapefruit blooms and cigar smoke exhaled from the mouth of a 80 year old supreme yogi, the glass rim soaked in the tears of a rainbow and sprinkled in organic moon dust (just like Gwyneth Paltrow’s smoothie!).

Can I interest in you in a sip?

They say it makes the hair on your legs grow.

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