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vanities skull bead bracelets were the secondary feature in a recent saks email blast, so of course i had to click through to see them in more detail. i love the delicate and feminine fabrics that surround the skull bead, but check this, the bead is hand carved out of real bone! kind of creepy, right? at least that accounts for the $100+ price tag.
this could either be really sweet like, “hey, cupid has a new love weapon” or hardcore like, “i will kill you”. take your pick. want want want.

sorry maya brenner, you make some cute jewelry but making necklace for each state? that’s just too far and to be honest, too boring. how good is everyone’s geography? can you figure out which necklace is for which state?




lately i’ve been pondering a pair of gold hoops. not plain gold hoops, but something with a lil pizzazz but not over the top. i didn’t want any sparkle but i wasn’t sure how else to attain a distinctive look for otherwise basic gold hoops. enter cc skye. i just bought a pair of snake print gold hoops off of the cc skye site that i think meets all my requirements for timeless yet unique earrings. and courtesy of people magazine, i found out that with the code ILOVECCSKYE you can get 20% off anything on their site until christmas day. score!
purely paige has done it again! i loved her abstract silver necklace and she managed even to one up that with the silver crater, which is almost just like the abstract necklace, but with some pretty and sparkly. (i’ve put in a request to get a pair of silver crater earrings made. *fingers crossed*)
canada, day two was spent exploring the boutique side of vancouver. a friend of a friend owns u- the life accessory store on west 4th in kitsalano (cute part of vancouver; highly recommend checking it out if you’ve never been), which is quite possibly the cutest home and accessory store ever. on the last couple of visits i acquired my skull and crossbones joya candle (so sad there weren’t anymore in the store!) and some pussy willow lights that currently adorn my foyer. on this trip i convinced The Boyfriend to get me a red swarovski crystal flower ring and a gold cameo/greco-roman coin necklace. both are quite cute in a prim and ladylike manner. however, i think due to the influence of the traveling buddy (who favors nine inch nails and steampunk/distopic future styles) what i was really feeling in the store was a set of solid gold skull stud earrings and a huge six cz stone ring. if my credit card were on me rather than waiting for me in burlington, the ring would be sitting on my finger as i type this. alas, it continues to wait for me, an entire country away.
the next stop was ray rickburn, the boy version of aritzia, a popular canadian chain (which has an outpost in bellevue square. the feel of the store remains the same on both sides of the border, but the offerings are pretty varied. aritzia in canada is kind of like a nordstrom tbd or fred segal; there are some house labels but they sit alongside popular contemporary labels. aritzia in the u.s. is primarily house labels, which are quite appealing in their own right, with a brand name laden denim bar to draw in the customer. i have a theory on this difference but i’ll save that for another time). there were some fun handcuff cufflinks that i wished i could turn into earrings but other than that i mostly sat back and watched The Boyfriend browse, chat up the staff, and otherwise stimulate the canadian economy.
the last stop before lunch was an insane pet boutique on cambie street called the pet shop boys. i swear, not only did everything have a story, everything had a freaking european fairytale. from the ornate, antique inspired french dog beds to the spanish audrey hepburn rain jacket, everything was posh posh posh there. i love my dogs, but apparently i have a line and the pet shop boys were just on the other side of it.
loved the decor completely. for me.
lots of white, lots of curlicue details on all the displays. think it’s a bit much for a dog shop. pj is too much of a bitch to be wearing fuzzy fuchsia angora sweaters and ruffus, well, let’s just say i fattened him up good in the six months since he came home with us from the pound and i’m afraid that store might give him a complex. i don’t want my dogs to turn into yappers. i don’t want them to prance around on the regular (on occasion to amuse me is permissible). i want them to be the biggest lil dogs that will lick you to death or plot to poop in your shoe when your back is turned if you piss them off. they’re still dogs so they can be spoiled, but they cannot be frou frou.
moving on, we left directly after a fantastic lunch in richmond at top shanghai. i haven’t had soup dumplings in a couple of years and i had nearly forgotten how good they are. yum. and now i want them again.
the last stop on our 48 hour shopathon was the burlington outlet mall because 1) i heard there was a good lululemon outlet and 2) i needed shorts for my pole dancing class (yikes!). it’s workout clothes so nothing too exciting to speak of there, but deals were good so it’s worth the trip if you are a lululemon fan. or, if you’re looking for something more for day to day use, a couple doors down is a christian outlet where salvation is 25% off.
i made a whirlwind trip to vancouver, bc this weekend with The Boyfriend, another friend, and the pups. my main objective was to get a shot at the jimmy choo for h&m collection. secondary objectives included meeting up with some canadian friends and browsing my favorite shops. oh, and to make canadians understand that “tim bits” is a branded term for donut holes (another story for another time).
i think i got to the h&m in pacific centre around 1pm (after waking up late and dropping my credit card at a gas station in burlington on the drive up) and was immediately accosted by a visual overload from the crowd of people watching the line of people trying to shop the jimmy choo section. honestly, that crowd watching the jimmy choo shoppers was more intimidating than the line itself. i mean, at least the line was contained within the store. i was ill prepared for the cold so i was grateful that i didn’t have to wait in line outside like i heard the lines were in new york; i had only brought my cute floral raincoat (which earned me many a compliment north of the border) to fend off the rain. a lil less than an hour later i finally made it to the front of the line only to hear, “mumble mumble size 8 and 9!” from the staff. i couldn’t tell (or was hoping in vain) if they were saying that sizes 8 and 9 were out or the only sizes left. i think if we’d been pretty much anywhere else in north america, i could have relaxed because sizes 8 and 9 are the most commonly worn shoe sizes. but no, i was in vancouver, where there is a huge asian population. asian women with their tiny asian feet. damn them all for taking my size 7s! so yeah, the staff had been saying only sizes 8 and 9 were left. boo hiss. regardless, i went in when i had the chance in the hope that the shoes ran small and i could fit a size 8. however by the time i actually got into the shopping area (which had a purple blockade set up around it and every time they finished rushing about a dozen people through at a time, they would move the blockades in even further to reduce the jimmy choo area. because they actually had enough inventory snapped up with every round of people going through that they didn’t need to keep all the floor space cordoned off) even the 8s were gone! i ended up just getting the heavily crystaled and chained necklace and bracelet because i just couldn’t walk away empty handed! actually there being practically no shoes or clothes left was a blessing in disguise because i didn’t discover that my credit card was missing until i went to pay so i didn’t end up completely draining my bank account by putting my h&m purchase on my debit card.
my missing credit card situation was resolved about 45 minutes later thanks to the helpful people at nordstrom credit services and the nice people at shell so i returned to my optimistic disposition about the weekend. spent some time wandering down robson street (oh, how i missed thee) and since i had missed out on the aggressive jimmy choo heels, i started looking for other aggressive heels elsewhere. i can’t remember the name of the shoe store we went into (it’s one of three that are practically all in a row with a couple of american apparels breaking up the store fronts) but i saw these awesomely decked out jeffrey campbell for ibiza (i think) heels. i would have asked The Boyfriend to get them for me if i had been able to get the damn things buckled! it was just the last part of securing the strap flap down that i spent five minutes trying to do before i gave up. but oh so pretty…if anyone has suggestions on how to work around this problem, let me know, because i want these shoes.
lastly, i rushed over to zara before they closed and found a wonder brown leather jacket with (faux?) fur lining but i couldn’t find my size and the staff was less than helpful. i also wanted these dusky lavendar snakeskin print heels but again with the size issue. i did end up getting this waist-nipping military-inspired coat in black. very hot. oooh, right now i’m picturing the coat, (p)leather leggings, and those jeffrey campbell heels. oooh! if only i: 1) had those shoes and 2) were a lithe model type who could totally pull it off. if h&m is supposed to be launching their e-commerce store next fall, i wonder how far behind zara is?
i feel that i should also mention that The Boyfriend bought 2 coats and 5 pairs of shoes on this trip. we are now tentatively planning on heading back for the boxing day sales.
this is perhaps the saddest looking piece of cheetah jewelry i’ve ever seen. usually it’s all fierce and grr. this is like, “please don’t eat me!”

i really wish this were a ring instead of a bracelet. love the crystals adorning the ram’s crown and eyes. the ridges and antiqueing on the bracelet itself keeps the look from going to gaudy.

mayhaps not quite one ring to rule them all but is definitely eye-catching enough to rule me. oh, free people and your extremes of awesomeness and absolute ludicrousness. 