OOTD: Glorious

There is no other word for how I feel right now.


So here’s a little story all about how, my day got flipped turned upside down.

What started out as a decent, but tiring, day turned into the best fucking day of the year. I recently got a new job in the mall near where I live (full time visual coordinator y’all), and across from my store is a BUFFALO David Bitton. While normally I would stroll right on past that straight sized store and back into the corner of Ontario’s Biggest Mall people of my size have been shoved into (by corner, I mean literally one single store), I simply could not this time.

I saw the shirt. The shirt so perfect, so lovely, so wonderfully polka dot knitted that I simply could not walk by it. Now I own similar style shirts, usually from costa blanca where creating over sized sweaters for your super tiny hipster demographic means I have a lovely little collection of layering pieces. None of those, however, are black and white with polka dots. Upon discovering that they were all sold out of XL and only had one L left, I decided to fuck it and buy it any way because that is just how I roll today.

Normally I would pair this with a bright coloured tank underneath and a pair of jeans, but something stirred in me when I came home, a desire so great it could not be ignored. My belly needed to breathe goddammit and it was going to happen in this shirt. Now, despiteaI pretty healthy self confidence and possibly over inflated ego (not really tho, I’m actually really fucking awesome), I haven’t quite reached the point in my body acceptance journey where I’m willing to go around flashing the princess lumpy stretch mark goods just yet, OR SO I THOUGHT.

Turns out the reason I’ve been pulling down tanks and throwing on tunics isn’t because of a crippling fear of showing stomach but because the world could not handle my midriff.

Well guess what, World? You are going to have to deal with this crop top and you will fucking love it.

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I literally could not get a picture that wasn’t me smiling like a motherfucker.


OOTD: Sheer


I actually had an outfit planned for today, until it turned out that the shirt I ended up buying from ASOS was too big, even after sizing down twice. So instead I went with this to take me to IKEA.

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This ended up being kind of a wash, this outfit is sort of a uniform for me. 3/4 length, 1/2 button down, sheer white top (Addition Elle), with tight fitting bottoms (Torrid), statement necklace (Aldo), red lipstick (Benefit Cosmetics), and designer handbag (Michael Kors). I have worn versions of this outfit dozens of times before, it’s my “gotta get shit done” look.

The only thing different here is the shorts, I normally stick to leggings or skinny jeans, but it is hot today and if I’m gonna spend hours wondering through the IKEA maze then I’m gonna put on some short shorts and everyone’s just gonna have to deal.

I always wear this top with a dark coloured bra because 1. I spend a lot of money on them, you should totes check them out and 2. The dark colours keep it looking fresh instead of being Amy Sedaris in Maid In Manhattan.


that candy bra comment has stuck with me my entire life apparently


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Seriously, this is a uniform for me. I always pull out these shoes because when I get shit done, I do it in leopard prints flats. Also, no clutches for me on these days, I need a big ol’ fancy mother of a bag to hold notebooks, swatches, lists, plans, and my general dislike of people.

Short post today since I’m on my way to Swedish meatballs and getting lost in a maze,

Cristina Marie

August 2nd, 2013 – OOTD: Shoulders



On to day two! Let’s see how long this streak lasts.

Here’s the thing, shoulders is something I knew I wanted to do. I don’t have any “Cold Shoulder” tops because I hate them (seriously though, when’s the last time your torso was super chilly but damn are your shoulders boiling under that think t-shirt material). So “shoulders” really meant strapless, which I also kind of hate? I have a few strapless pieces that I normally wear with denim vests or blazers, something about that expanse of skin has always felt very awkward to me. So naturally I decided it was time to force something in there and maybe get a tan while I’m at it.

Today’s strapless influence?



Peggy Bundy.

The second I saw this shirt at Addition Elle last year, all I could think of was Peggy Bundy, and really, isn’t that all a girl wants out of a piece of clothing?





Imagine this with a pair of skin tight black leggings and a pack of Marlboro’s and it’s more Peggy than a person can handle. To avoid going too literal on the whole “flawless ball buster”, I switched out the leggings with some Seven7 skinny jeans and lost the belt that came with the top. It’s not the chicest look in the world, but really the only thing this outfit needs to be right now is something to answer the door for the pizza guy in, it’ll do.

Also, people really need to stop telling pear shapes to wear boot cut, skinny jeans are amazing and highlight your already immaculate hip size. Embrace them thighs and fuck everyone else.





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I love this news Aldo necklace. I wanted something that wasn’t too large so it wouldn’t take away from the whole “shoulder” theme, and one thing to note about this neckalce is that if one more person asks me if they work and then try them anyway after I say no, I will jam it in their eye, which I think seems fair.

I knew that the “bowling bag” style purse would work best with this outfit, and I’m happy with those instincts. It provides just the right feel I think, and the structure really compliments the draping and tiers on the top. This particular one is from Guess’s previous fall season.


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These are 100% Peggy Bundy, and that’s all their is too it. The only thing that would make them better is if they were hot rod red leather.

All in all I’m pretty happy with the outfit, I’ll gladly go out in it, especially going more into September, because there’s definitely a fall feel. That being said, I feel like it’s missing something and I can’t quite place my finger on it.

Maybe I should try a bump it next.

Tomorrow’s Black and White, and I have actually no idea what I’m going to do with it.