A week in the life of...Kensey

Kensey has one of those faces that you just never forget. It is timeless and classic yet unique, beautiful and adorable. I have admired Kensey for awhile now, from her eye for capturing beautiful moments on film to the way she wears her hair. I am really happy that she took time from her cross-country move sans most of her wardrobe and Internet to write an entry for me. Without further gushing, Kensey!

I'm honoured to be selected to be one of the gals featured on Vivian's blog. I must admit though--I kind of procrastinated documenting any recent outfits because I've just moved to Montreal from the West coast and left most of my favourite clothings back home in a box waiting to be shipped my way. In the mean time I thought this was a perfect opportunity to spend some time thrifting, and make use of the items that I did bring with me. Summer is fading away into Autumn, and I'm looking forward to all the layers and wools and things I can smother myself in. I love summer for its long days, but I don't really enjoy dressing for it like I do the colder seasons. Here are some of the outfits I have been donning during this seasonal cusp of rains, humidity, unbearable heat, and cold winds.


I found these lederhosen for $10 a year ago, and I wear them as much as I can. Although it's best not to sit too long in them on a hot day if you want to avoid the "peeling sweaty legs from a leather couch" feeling.

This top is actually a dress I bought from an old lady at a yard sale. It fits like a hospital gown, which totally isn't in right now, so I like to wear it as a shirt instead.

And for when it gets chilly...
I borrow my roommate's big warm plaid jacket.

I probably own too many plaid shirts, but I just think they look so classic!

Again, this top is a dress that fit really awkwardly and so I cut it to fit as a shirt. I guess this is a thing I do now.

This is me at my fanciest! Skirt purchased from a yard sale and top from a great thrift store here called Renaissance!

I feel like a twelve year old when I wear this. Makes me wish I could climb some trees right now and listen to Weird Al and eat cheezies. I think that's all I really cared about when I was twelve.

These are the two bags I circulate between. Backpacks are good for two reasons. One, they hold a lot of stuff like sandwiches and other snacks. And two, I feel like they help my awful posture.

This might sound a bit weird, but while I was staying with my dad, I found a box of beard dye in the bathroom drawer. I am relatively beardless so I decided to try it out on my eyebrows to make them a bit more dramatic. It even comes with a little brush that makes it easy to apply, but please mind your eyeballs--it's probably not worth going blind over fierce brows.

And finally, during all these crazy summer storms that Montreal is notorious for, I've been curling up with East of Eden by John Steinbeck. I think it's probably on that list of books you should read before you die, and for good reason.