It seems like every year I find a shapeless, potato sack-like summer dress that becomes my go-to for “lazy” weekending. (When I say lazy, I’m referring to the dressing up part, because my weekends are generally anything but chill. My kids love to keep me on my toes, bless them.) Anyone remember this number? This year’s iteration is even better, because it has no waist to speak of. It does have a cool shape, though, which makes it at least look like I made an effort.

Everything else is old, or at least feels like it’s been kicking around in my closet forever. Take the bag, for example. It’s probably only a month old, but I’ve worn it [runs to check her Stylebook app] 13 times already. So it’s fair to call it “old hat”, much like my, erm, actual hat. Ditto for the Zara shoes; I bought them 2 years ago in Vancouver and they are still (a) going strong; (ii) trending. I get compliments on them every time I wear them. Not bad for fast fashion. The necklace is at least 2 years old as well, and it’s a piece I still love for its cool, boho vibe — not your typical J. Crew statement necklace.

So, in summary — everything old is new again, and I’m #sorrynotsorry for a pretty unshoppable post. However, as always, eBay may end up being your best friend if you want to track down any of these pieces. Who doesn’t love a good potato sack?

The other pieces, save for the necklace, are not exactly new but definitely well-loved. The necklace was a consignment store impulse buy, which I’m counting as a success. Its proportions juuuust narrowly avoid being cartoonish (or, as my husband is wont to say about my other favourite statement necklace, looking like a failed third grader’s art project) but I kinda dig that whole vibe. This whole outfit somehow straddles the line of being the sartorial equivalent of jolie laide and … is that a thing? I think I am tempted to make it a thing.

There is something very 90s about camo to me. Ditto for super acid-washed jeans. Like something that would turn up on a background dancer in a Britney video, pre-KFed era. Hopefully, my take was slightly more “office-bound professional” than “background booty shaker #3”. I hedged my bets by wearing this on a long weekend, when my office was basically deserted. Side note: aren’t those the BEST times to go in to work? My productivity magically soars.

I’ve been on an olive kick lately. I know I’m late to the game, but how awesome of a neutral is olive, you guys? I’m currently hunting for an olive silk camisole, which is proving elusive (no, Aritzia, I am not paying $60 for a thin, spaghetti-strapped strip of cloth, thanks), but I happily settled for this blazer. I have learned to avoid 100% linen toppers because they wrinkle like mofos, and I ain’t got time to deal with that, but I made an exception for this blazer; somehow, wrinkles don’t detract from its vibe. I dig the slightly disheveled look. It helps that the blazer is cut within an inch of its life; the sharp fit stops it from looking more shabby than chic.