I had an emotional reunion with my clothing, jewellery and small bric-a-brac yesterday as my boxes arrived from Canada - yay!! I have been living without all my stuff for months now, and even though I got rid of 80 percent of my stash when I left Toronto, I still have a substantial bling collection, as you can see. And this pic represents only part of it! Maybe I should consider selling some, perhaps on Etsy, or having a big 'ole garage sale in the front yard (wouldn't hubby die). It's amazing how such baubles define us. I've been living sans music, sans cell phone, sans "my" fashion, with only a few sweaters and jeans, for months now, and memories of my former life in TO came flooding back as I sifted through everything ... in a way, I have ME back!
The sad thing is, because I'm not working, I don't really have much need to wear all these pretty dresses and bling-bling - that is, unless hubby takes me to dinner at The Grand Hotel in St Annes every night there's an idea! I bought some super sexy sandles at a local pop-up shop recently, which I will model with some of my new dresses (charity and from pop-up shop) once my toe heals and I can get hubby to snap some artful pics of moi. Alas, busted my foot for the umpteenth time the other day so I can't even really exert much effort unpacking my boxes. So I'll just sit on my butt for a while longer and let my man wait on me, hand and foot, tee hee.
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