THE ADVENTURES OF NATTY P
Yesterday I had the pleasure of meeting some of Toronto's finest bloggers at 3 Years of Style, celebrating the three year anniversary of Stlye Blog.ca, Souls of my Shoes and Back Seat Stylers. It was a beautiful event held at the beautiful Thompson Hotel, filled with beautiful people. I left with a troubling case of shoe envy.
I also had the pleasure of meeting a publicist for one of my favourite brands: Links of London. Their Canadian presence is growing steadily, decorating more and more necks, ears and wrists nationwide. Personally, I wear a Links of London extend-able chain with a beautiful heart and locket pendant, day in and day out, so I am already a fan and have been for years. Although previously I brushed off heart shaped anything as tacky and crass, Links of London gives the ominous heart shape, elegance and class.
You may, however, know Links of London from their famous charm bracelets and the charms which seem to capture both individuality yet accessibility. They whisper sophistication while retaining a certain degree of playfulness. Despite the exclusivity this brand exudes, they are reasonably priced, and available at 5 locations throughout Toronto within Holt Renfrew. See www.linksoflondon.com for more information.
Just when you think it can't get any better, Links of London produces a brand new Friendship bracelet in a variety of new colours. They emulate culture and civility, while also remaining current and classy. They are available from August 10th at Links of London in Holt Renfrew.
Personally, I can't wait to get my hands on them! My only dilemma? Do I pick red, purple or fuschia?!
Any advice would be greatly appreciated!
Although I may not be producing emotional vomit as often as I like on nattyponline.com, I have been guest blogging on different sites, with many more publications to come!
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Thanks for your support as the adventure continues!!!
Ah summer! The temperature goes up, as do our hem lines. Us ladies embrace the opportunity to show off our pins and strut our colours like a horny peacock. It's the season to be noticed...whether you like it or not.
The only trouble with wearing the jean shorts my boyfriend loves so much, is that it also attracts the attention of a less savoury kind, most often seen in construction workers, men in trucks, and more recently, teenage boys with low hats and even lower pants.
Somewhere throughout evolution, men must have been rewarded by whistling and yelling obscene things at women. Women of all shapes and sizes, colour and creed are plagued by this same irritating practice, despite the proven fact that hooting and hollering does not get you laid. Whoever it DID work on, I would like to meet her and thank her for the incessant honking that follows me home.
But how do you get them to stop? I could stop and pull the 'Imagine I was your daughter or sister or mother!' card, but then I will probably be called something else...(it rhymes with snitch). I thought about wearing a burka, but a) I would be much too hot and b) even this get up comes with it's own set of issues.
The conclusion? I don't know. I'm not going to stop wearing shorts and the male species will not stop being obnoxious. I have, however, stopped wearing skirts on a breezy day, as one older man had a heart attack when my leopard print brazilian bottoms went on display. I guess the only solution is to continue feigning temporary deafness.
Yes, gentlemen. I can hear you, but I'm ignoring you.