It all started when I was reminiscing on when my mother forced braces upon me, eliminating the trendy before trendy gap in between my two front teeth. In all seriousness if I still had the gap, would I be Tumblr famous, or a really peculiar barista on the LES, or bobbin' my head to Atomic Kitten down Crosby? Not to say that I don't bob to Atomic Kitten sans gap but that's really beside the point. Theres just something so sporty chic, slightly grungy with the accompanying messy hair + gap that reads cooler than cool without trying to be cooler than cool. Like they just woke up like that.

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While normally I'm plagued with the desire to wear all black, 50 shades of olive, or all denim in an ode to my canadian heritage, lately I've been fevered (literally - I'm ill) with white, all white everything. The thing is, I'm prone to spilling things and really don't trust myself to buy anything white, especially expensive and white, it's just a heartbreak waiting to happen. I went through a slump of hating myself for buying inevitably the same garments over and over again, so on black friday I bought white Isabel Marant jeans courtesy of Barneys Warehouse. They went from triple digits to double digits and claimed to be unlike anything else I own. They're wide leg, so roomy, and made for a mammoth - which is good, because I need to have them tailored as well as figure out what in the world I'm going to wear with them. So in the meantime...

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