
Pants, two days in a row? What is even happening, you guys? I don’t know, but there it is. I felt like taking this Vince sweater out for a spin, and then … got lazy with the rest of the outfit. Or, if you like, went classic and simple. I did pull out these ancient (circa 2008) Enzo Angiolini shoes to match the silver thread in the sweater stripes, so there was a hint of fun.


The weather is befuddling at the moment. The mornings have been legit cool (sub 10 C), and definitely fall-like, but then the afternoons turn broiling (high 20s). No matter what I wear, I’m inadequately dressed for at least one of my commutes. I’m not complaining — even if it reads that way — because I’ll take Mother Nature’s Sybil moment any day over a full-time commitment to Edmonton fall. But in case you’re wondering why my outfits are all over the place (who are we kidding though, that’s nothing new), now you know why.
