Turquoise & Gold

Dress, Anthropologie (via eBay); cardigan, J. Crew Factory; shoes, Ivanka Trump; bag,. Marc Jacobs
Dress, Anthropologie (via eBay); cardigan, J. Crew Factory; shoes, Ivanka Trump; bag,. Marc Jacobs

I love this outfit a lot, you guys. The dress is an older Anthro piece I stalked, on and off, for about a year and, happily, it was worth the hunt. The gold jacquard fabric is lovely and a compliment-magnet, the silhouette is flattering and classic, and the overall construction is great (there is lining and a built-in camisole under the sheer-ish top). I paid CDN$60 for it on eBay, which might as well be a fortune compared to the thrift prices I’m used to, but I think it’s worth at least that much. (It does fit large, if anyone is interested in tracking it down.)

Let’s look at some details:

feeling the summer vibe
feeling the summer vibe
close-up
close-up
Nordstrom loot (Leah Alexandra ring)
Nordstrom loot (Leah Alexandra ring)
Banana Republic necklace
Banana Republic necklace

Something in the colour scheme (turquoise, cream, and gold) and the necklace makes me think of the Mediterranean — or maybe it’s simply my vacation-starved brain drowning in wishful thinking. I realized the other day that the last time I took a holiday longer than 6 business days was probably my honeymoon — almost 6 years ago. I know that’s pretty standard in some places, especially in a professions like mine, but, man, it makes me miss my university years something fierce. Oh, to have 4 months “off” every summer!

two-in-one dress
two-in-one dress
easy breezy
easy breezy

What I Wore: April 2016 Work Capsule

April, April, April. What the heck happened in April? The last week has been an absolute blur of work stress, terrible news, and family busyness, and I can barely remember anything that happened before. I’m pretty sure that my second book was published in April, and I went on a weekend getaway to Vancouver, and … that’s about it. Well that and work, and home, and life also happened. I think. I’m also pretty sure that the weather starting warming up like crazy in April, which will be evident in my outfits for the month.

Speaking of which:

one, two, three
one, two, three
four, five, six
four, five, six
seven, eight, nine
seven, eight, nine
ten, eleven, twelve
ten, eleven, twelve
thirteen, fourteen, fifteen
thirteen, fourteen, fifteen
sixteen, seventeen, eighteen
sixteen, seventeen, eighteen

I have been thrifting so much lately that I’m awash in new (to me) clothes, which is always fun. It does make it hard to pick favourite outfits though. I really loved #5, 6, 9, 12, 13, 17, and 18 … which might just be the longest list of faves I’ve ever had (and that’s not even counting some of the ones I simply liked a LOT). I won’t even bother attempting to list favourite pieces, but I will say that I’m proud that all of them came to me pre-loved. But you’ve heard me blather on about that before, so I’ll save the soapbox for another time.

I will say that I’m having a lot of fun with my work clothes at the moment, although I feel like I’m definitely moving closer to “business creative” territory and leaving “business formal” in the dust. Good or bad? Eh … I’m not sure it matters right now, to be honest. About a year ago, when I was still in the thick of transitioning to a new role with different responsibilities, I went through a phase in which I was acutely aware of/concerned with/obsessing over my professional image. Having settled into the role and gained a ton more experience/confidence/security, those concerns have lessened. I now feel like I’ve got a sufficiently good handle on the various expectations I may encounter in different situations to know exactly what image I want and need to present. And most of the time, I get to just wear whatever I like. Which is, honestly, a great perk of my job.

But enough blah, blah, blah from me — how was your April?

Coming Attractions

So, here’s the deal: I’m writing another novel.

Now, you might be thinking: why? (If you’ve read Archer & Bell and Gresham Park, I hope that’s not your first thought, but I digress.) And the answer to that is simple: because I’m the kind of masochist who enjoys spending innumerable hours of precious free time engaged in a frustrating and entirely uncompensated endeavor. Well, maybe not entirely uncompensated; I do get the satisfaction of calling myself a writer, and of knowing that occasionally, another person is reading the very words that came out of my brain. That is super cool.

Which brings me to the point of this post.

As a self-published author, the most frustrating experience is the feeling that your work is getting lost in a sea of other books, waiting to find its audience – which may never actually materialize. Amazon is a great platform for getting your stuff out there, but maybe not so great for building an audience out of thin air. On the other hand, this blog has an audience … the problem being, it’s not necessarily an audience that’s interested in (a) books, and (b) my books. I know some of you are book lovers, but that’s obviously not what brought you here in the first place. So I have been reluctant to rely too much on the blog as a platform for spreading the word about my writing, especially in a monetized context. And then, I had an idea.

What if, instead of going the same old Amazon publishing route for my new novel, I publish it here – in a free, weekly serial format? Of course, I need to figure out how to actually do that, but I trust that my crack IT team (aka dear husband) will be able to make it happen. So I’m asking you (and especially those of you who have bought my previous books): would you be interested in something like that? The formatting of each chapter is likely to be less fancy than the e-copy that would be available on Amazon, and you’d be getting the story in pieces. On the plus side, it will be free, and I promise to keep the blog business as usual otherwise. Tell me all your thoughts, gently if you please.

To help you decide, if you’re on the fence about the whole idea, here’s a little taste of what you can expect to read (most likely starting in August):

London, 1948 – in a world not entirely unlike this one …

When Kate Seever finds herself unexpectedly out of a job, she loses no time in looking for other employment. For a young woman in Kate’s position – unmarried and not independently wealthy – it is a practical necessity. But for a young woman of Kate’s disposition, it is also an opportunity. Despite an unwavering belief in the supremacy of reason and order, she harbours a secret – and not so rational – penchant for the sort of adventure apt to turn a person’s life upside down. The position of governess at Ushant Hall – a ruinous pile in the middle of a bleak, windswept moor, miles away from London – does not seem promising but, to her friends’ consternation, Kate decides that it is precisely the sort of challenge she enjoys tackling. Besides, it is merely a temporary engagement; what could possible go wrong in three months?

The answer, it turns out, is plenty. At Ushant Hall, the ancient seat of the reclusive Blackthorne family, Kate quickly discovers that she may have gotten more than she’d bargained for; it will take a rigorous exercise of her wits to manage the peculiar inhabitants of the house, including the strangely antagonistic caretaker, the taciturn groundskeeper, and the preternaturally precocious pupil she had been hired to instruct. Most of all, it is the master of Ushant Hall himself – the aloof, haughty, distractingly handsome Rufus Blackthorne – who proves to be the most difficult challenge of all. And then, of course, there is the question that no one seems to want to answer: just what, exactly, is hidden in the attic?

Obviously, if there is minimal interest in a weekly serial, I probably won’t go to the trouble of trying to set up a corner of the blog to accommodate it, and we’ll just pretend this whole conversation never happened. But if you are even a little bit intrigued, let me know and let’s make it happen!