Shoe of the Week.

I actually really like these.  I was walking down Commercial Drive, here in Vancouver, BC and saw them in the window of a consignment store.  They give me a Fairy Tale - Cinderella type feeling when I see them.  Never seen someone with a pair on, but I like to think they'd look rad.  Black dress and these on - I think a girl would be set for the evening.

I'm a walking advertisement. my city is incredible.

My posts more and more are becoming what feels like a walking/typed advertisement for the city of Vancouver, Canada, because currently I am having so much fun living in this city, that I cannot help but brag profusely.  This past Sunday on one of our major streets (Commercial Drive), we had "Italian Days", where the city street was blocked off for like 20 blocks and thousands of people strolled down it.  There was Italian food venders set up, music, dancing in the streets, stages featuring different shows, such as runways model shoots, seniors choirs and pop bands and all in the name of Italia.   Our city events do pack out, however I have been on this street hundreds of times and never seen such a turn out.  It was so much fun I felt like a child who never wanted to go home!  

     One of the common threads I have found regarding Vancouver crowds and large events is that people like to dress up.  I feel it has become the norm and nothing I come across really shocks me anymore, it just makes me jealous that I forgot to dress up, yet again.  This picture is far away, and the the dude seemed friendly enough that I could have requested a shot and he'd have been flattered, however I did not feel like interrupting (I know, strange).  They had this seriously rocking DJ and maybe 50-100 people gathered around rocking classic hip-hop in the middle of the street.  This dude in the VERY THICK FUZZY PINK shorts and SUSPENDERS was breaking it down old skool stylez.  He friggin' owned it.  Thought it was imperative that the bright pink was passed on.  Enjoy the wonder.

now that's what I am talkin' about!

So, we have this street here in Vancouver, BC called Commercial drive.  It's made up of pizza joints, Italian cafes, sports pubs, expensive home furnishing stores filled with products created by local designers and artists and much more.  The joy being that you can never really be sure of what it is that you are going to stumble upon, you just know it's going to be good.

  This Friday afternoon I decided to take a stroll down it, as the surf season here on the Pacific Westcoast is just beginning (swell is best in the winter), the sun however, has just begun to sleep the next six months away and the rains have come.  Needless to say, my courage to get out into the waves disappeared this past weekend so I decided to trade my surf trip in for a weekend in the city and shopping (for boots, still).  Feeling slightly anti-social and mind-bogglingly exhausted from a hectic week at work, I walked from store to store up and down Commerical Drive, trying to convince myself that I really needed everything, however, wisely walked out empty handed, as boots were the goal and all I could find were awesome hats and toques/beanies (although I did buy the coolest beanie of the season).  

  

  I was just about to turn in for the day as I glanced up as I was walking down the street and saw the sunshine brightly (metaphorically speaking, as it was the greyest day so far this fall).  Three amigos had decided to plant themselves on the patio of a popular pub and enjoy a cocktail or two together, wearing the largest sombreros three amigos could possibly wear.  Nothing about these dudes screamed "Meixcan" or gave any reason for the casual hat choice.  Nor was the restaurant they were at Mexican OR was there any special national Holiday or occasion whatsoever for their fine choice in head attire.  Nonetheless.  They'd just decided to wear them.  To make the casual outing of spending time together as friends solid.  Sitting on an outdoor patio.  Two months post summer.  Just them. Their summer drinks. And their Mexican attire. 

Who needs the sun when you have sombreros?  Nicely chosen boys.  You made my day.