Part of what makes living in the Comox Valley so perfect is the surroundings.



Fall is heaven. The golds and reds on the trees right now are stunning and I absolutely adore an autumn storm. There’s just something about the wild wind and rain that gives me a fierce, aching joy.

I based my outfit today mostly on the fact that it’s really stormy. But I also wanted to touch on my feelings about ponchos. I have this… reluctance to accept the poncho. I see it as something tasseled and hideous in my mind, even though I know it’s grown and evolved to stylish new heights.

The way I try and view fashion is – “if you’re not out of your comfort zone, you’re not going anywhere.”

I used to be a jeans and t-shirt kind of girl. I didn’t wear heels because I was self conscious of my height. I never pushed myself out of what was comfortable and safe. But as I started getting to know who I was, I started feeling stifled by my own appearance. I pushed myself out of my comfort zone and into a place where I was unsure but I was also excited and challenged.

Which brings me back to the poncho.

I didn’t think I could rock it. I would try one on, talk myself out of getting it.

“It looks silly, you’ll never wear it”

Well guess what, Self. I’m wearing a poncho today. And I’m killing it.

Ahhhh the poncho. I’m feeling it. I’m wearing leather leggings with it. And camel colored suede booties. I like the contrast of wearing different textures. It gives a lot of visual interest to any outfit.

The rest is easy. I curled my hair with a flat iron and tucked it up in a clip. Simple and effective. I used Jane Iredale mineral makeup for a soft, matte face, dusty rose blush and serious false lashes. I am a slave for false lashes. Tie in the dark plum nail polish and I am fully fall ready.

The joke today is on me. I keep trying to convince myself that I can’t do things. I can’t wear leather pants, I can’t rock a poncho. I’m too tall for heels. And then I actually force myself to wear those things and all of a sudden I’m superwoman! I can wear all the clothes! Paint all the nails! Do all the things!

To the babe who thinks she can’t, you can. I promise. It’s worth it to at least try. You’ll never know if you don’t try.

Love, S.