cactus flower

4.jpg 8.jpgDuring our last trip to Edmonton, Geoffrey and I went on a massive shopping spree for new clothes. We never shop for outfits in our current city, so when we are able to get away, we always make sure to squeeze in time to do so then. This last time I had apparently went flower crazy. Without realizing it, I bought a floral crop top from H&M, a floral skirt from Forever21, and floral leggings, again, from F21.

6.jpg 2.jpgMaybe it’s because I was so damn happy to be in Edmonton that I subconsciously wanted my blossoming soul to match my clothing, or maybe because it was the middle of summertime, or maybe its because I bought these items on two different trips to West Ed Mall and didn’t put two and two together. Or two and one together. Whatever the case, it doesn’t really matter. I bought three great items from some amazing stores for under $50.

7.jpg 3.jpgWhat happens when these happy accidents occur? Put your flower outfit together and go and have a photo shoot with your husband, who is also adorned in H&M clothing. Because baby, it’s an Indian Summer and let’s enjoy it like two cacti in the sweltering sun.

5.jpg 1.jpgHave a great last weekend in September, y’all!

<3

Emory

 

in august

2.jpgHello, friends. The end of August is only a few days away, which means that summer is also coming to an end. I can’t quite believe it. Let’s take a look back at how crazy and fun the past few weeks have been.

8We took a road trip to one of my favourite Canadian cities.

01sweet potato tortillas12I made a delicious sweet treat while Holly guest blogged her savoury delight.

KirstyD_SMEG3.jpgI posted my fridgespare bedroom, and lighting inspiration for you.

photo_03I reviewed one of this year’s best films, and gave a sneak peek at my number one TV series.

2.jpgI also shared two DIYs with you, here and here.

Screen Shot 2014-08-28 at 2.51.38 PMAll in all, it was a great month. I’m predicting that next month is going to be even busier! 

Let’s all enjoy our last weekend in August.

<3

Emory

 

picture ourselves in edmonton

14A mere week ago, Geoffrey and I were driving back from our trip to Edmonton, Alberta. We went there for a major buying trip for The Little Barn, coupled with a near end to the summer holiday. I love that city so much. It will always remain one of my favourite places to live in, and it is the place that I aspire to end up when planning out my latest adventures and life goals. 

Rather than taking along my camera, I decided to Instagram the entire trip instead. I’m beginning to regard Instagram as the highest form of social media. In my opinion, Facebook is filled with useless information about people that I am barely acquainted with, bad photos, and horrible grammar. Twitter is something that I cannot wrap my head around and am not yet clever nor interesting enough to spew out witty one-liners every few hours. Instagram, ah, she’s something else. Here is a tight-knit community of artists, poets, travellers, lost souls, and Facebook wanders who come together to discover new places, meet new faces, and experience beauty in a square photo. Well, minus the Facebook-ers. I love it.

So, my friends, here are my photos from our trip!

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Tips to a successful road trip: 1. Mac computer 2. One digital camera 3. One Polaroid camera 4. Tripod 5. Numerous cords 6. Cute clothing 7. Vitamins What are your must-haves?

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My husband lets me dress him in my wish list until I’m ready to pay. Sweetest. Man. Ever.

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My #UrbanOutfitters adventure.

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Sunset // Treescape

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Shopping outfit // Day 2

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Husband eating breakfast alone // One leg and Instagramming behind a pillar

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Crate & Barrel #exhausted #selfie.

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My happy place // 💃💃

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Stopped at a train #selfie.

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“Nothing behind me, everything ahead of me, as is ever so on the road.” Jack Kerouac, On The Road

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Back at IKEA // Day 3

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IKEA Apartment Lovin’ // ❤💑
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Super // Man

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#WHPLineMeetsCorner // ⌈ ⌉

So, if you have Instagram, add me @hello_scarlett_blog so I can connect with you, too, on a deeper level. Did that sound creepy? A more intimate level? A more personal level? A more photographic level? You get the picture. The square picture.

Have a lovely week!

<3

Emory

let’s gather our things and travel

1.jpg2.jpg3.jpg4.jpg5.jpgSummer, like no other season, speaks to my wayfaring soul. I think that’s the same for most people. There’s something about the sun blazing down on you that makes you want to strip down to the bare minimum, grab some great music, and venture far off to somewhere even hotter and more insane. Maybe its the heat that make us delirious, or maybe its just our way of feeling free. Free from work, family, and responsibilities. Whatever the case may be, I feel as if we should embrace it, and get away at every possible opportunity. We are not here for very long, so let’s become those irresponsible beings that we sometimes long to be. Let this be the one summer that changes you.

“The only people for me are the mad ones, the ones who are mad to live, mad to talk, mad to be saved, desirous of everything at the same time, the ones who never yawn or say a commonplace thing, but burn, burn, burn like fabulous yellow roman candles exploding like spiders across the stars.”
– Jack Kerouac, On The Road
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See you all when I get back!

<3

Emory

1095 Days With Holly.

PHOTO_1.jpgPHOTO_3.jpgPHOTO_2.jpgPHOTO_4.jpg PHOTO_6.jpg PHOTO_5.jpgThis is Holly Golightly.

Holly was heavily pregnant and wandering the snowy streets in Alberta, Canada before she was found and taken to the SPCA. She came in wearing a collar that read Suzy, yet no one had ever come to claim her. The shelter kept Holly long enough to deliver her litter of eight before weaning them off of her milk and putting them up for adoption. They chose to separate Holly from her puppies, and to our knowledge, she never saw any of them again. My husband and I went into the shelter just before Christmas. We weren’t looking to go home with a dog that night, but we read Holly’s story and noticed how everyone was fawning over the puppies. Holly was alone, underweight, shivering, and yet, still so beautiful. There was no question in our minds that it was her that we would be taking home, and that she would become our best present to one another that year.

We do not know Holly’s exact age, but we assume that she is around nine years old. We have had her for three of those wonderful years, and have chosen to treat her adoption day as her birthday. Even though it turns out that Holly was born with chronic health problems, we love her more for being our special girl. In true Audrey Hepburn form, happy birthday, dahling. We love you more than anything.

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