One night only

My bf and I decided to get away from the ruckus of school and family life and booked a room at the Sheraton this weekend. I had two goals in mind, to browse Xmas decorated Holt Renfrew with a caramel apple spice in my hand, and to eat room service artichoke dip and cherry sours in a king sized bed while watching step brothers. The lady at the front seemed to misinterpret the intentions of our one night reservation and said at least four times during the course of check in, "onnne nnnnight oooonly", in what seemed like her best soft porn narrator voice. Cracked me up. So as soon as we dropped off our stuff, we ran a mere two blocks to check out Holt Renfrew. I was disappointed to say the least, since I was hoping to find a black Burberry polo shirt for the bf for Xmas, but no such luck. I did find these ammmmmmaaaazzzing Kors shoes though,

and another pair that looked like a hybrid of Timberland boots and rain boots. Make sense? I wish i could find a picture.

So we were about to leave the building when I asked my bf to take a picture of me BEFORE I got destroyed by Canadian weather. Immediately after this picture was taken

A security guard came charging at us for taking pictures. Us dumb dumbs forgot we were in a government building. Oops:P.

So we headed to the mall, stopping in a quaint magazine shop first to pick up this.

I ended up finding three presents, which I considered a minor success, and treated myself to a scrimmage shirt at American Apparel, which I've been wanting for a while. Then, after a long long day, we went to Lonestar for some wicked good fajitas and Heineken. After that, we cabbed back home for some good old junk food and pay per view. Best combo EVER. OH and I forced my bf to document my hotel attire:)



omg please ignore the severely dried knees please hehe.

what I'm wearing:
shoes: asos, $21.99
skirt: AA, $52
belt: vintage, $7
tee: AA, $19
cardigan: vintage
hat: Urban Outfitters, $30


What I'm wearing:
shoes: Colin Stuart
Bodysuit: AA
Dress: Rojas