So, this is basically my new weekend uniform: dress + sweater + tights + coat + scarf. Anything (and everything) to avoid pants. I missed last weekend’s deep freeze – when the temps dipped to something utterly preposterous like -18F – but this formula has gotten through everything else. So far. I really shouldn’t tempt Mother Nature.

I have to say, this is perhaps not my favourite iteration of the uniform. It looked better in my head. I hate when that happens.

Speaking of questionable choices, how ridiculous is this manicure on a 34-year old? A French woman somewhere just threw up in her mouth a little bit, and the poor thing doesn’t even know why. It’s like the butterfly effect, except for tacky (awesome) manicures.

I find some dresses hard to remix. Take this one for example: no matter what I slap on it, it’s instantly recognizable. It is the centre of attention. It almost defeats the purpose of remixing because, no matter the accessory pieces, you will always remember the dress and not the other things. But, I try.

This time around not that hard, clearly. I just threw a bunch of things together, all of which vaguely go with the dress, although perhaps not each other. I promise I’ll try harder next time. You may or may not notice. Because, dress.