Thanks to the ladies at She Does The City I won entrance into the pre-shop for the highly coveted Margiela collection at H&M the night before it opened to the public, which was November 15 at 8 a.m.

Had I not been awarded the...

I can't claim to know the pasts of my fashion inclined friends, but I imagine their parents reminisce upon it fondly as a time of excessive dress-up and questionable ensembles; at least that's how mine tell it.

Apparently I changed dresses three times in one night, and after that...

And now, an ode to a wedge sneaker...

While odes are not the customary route,
In fact some folks might call them obsolete,
When I saw marriage that met sneak and boot
I knew my life...

Did my controversial title drag you here? Good, it worked. Readers who know me (or click the link to my blog after this -- what shameless self-promotion) may disagree with my labelling myself fat. Also in case it was unclear, I am referring to myself "in fashion" so...

I discovered my patriotism not in fireworks or beaver tails, but in a paddle. Not paddles in general (though on a whole they're pretty swell), just my paddle. I'm a born and raised city girl, and until a certain point my outdoorsy limit was "rescuing" frogs in Hastings, Ontario. Though...

Or my bag. With this particular tattoo of mine it could really go both ways, but that is if you're the kind of person who frequents animal-themed accessories, which I am. Now there was a time when the kinds of people who squeal at the sight of shoes with ears...

Way-back-when (in 2009) I read a post over at Sea of Shoes that featured classically shaped furniture covered in canvas and drawn all over by kids. Alright, drawn all over by children, at a hospital, for charity; there was a cause. Well I found a chair for $50...