• Husband and wife
    Weddings

    A Letter to My Husband

    A year ago today we said “I do” but it still feels like yesterday.  You are my everything and if I did one thing right throughout my life so far, it was marrying you this day last year. You are my person, through and through.  I have never seen you sexier than the way you looked on our wedding day. My Prince Charming, looking so dapper in his suit. With so much thought and effort put into your attire, you shined so bright. Your smile was so handsome and if I wasn’t already proud to stand beside you before our wedding day, I sure as heck was that day. I’ve…

  • Shoes
    Weddings

    Wedding Shoes of Dreams

    There is no hiding it – I love my shoes. Since I can remember, my shoes have always, always been my favourite part of my outfits. And when I say shoes, I mostly mean heels. My side of the closet is stacked with shoes I’ve collected over the years and they all tell a story. But my favourite ones – like the ones I will stare at all dreamy-eyed for the rest of my life, are my wedding shoes.  Before I ever met Shaun I always knew I wanted a pair of designer shoes for my wedding day. I wanted a pair that would be special and that would make…

  • Wedding
    Weddings

    Weddings: The Groom’s Perspective

    Weddings are so heavily focused on Brides and what their wants and visions are that often times, the Groom might get a little neglected. I definitely found this to be the case when we were planning our wedding. As much as Shaun was included on the planning (we split as much as we could 50/50) the attention was mostly directed towards myself. So this post is about all things leading up to the day and the wedding day itself but from the Groom’s Perspective. It’s their day too so let’s have some fun with it, shall we? Overall, how did you enjoy planning our wedding? Um, I enjoyed it. I…

  • Health & Fitness

    Yoga for the Heart

    Last week I did my first in-person yoga class and it offered more than I ever anticipated what it could. The weeks leading up to the class were tough. There had been some darker days and days riddled with anxiety or just straight sadness. Neither of them fun, neither of them wanted. But they were there and I had to work through it. My heart was heavy and for so many reasons. I toyed with the idea of going to yoga thinking it could only do good. I played with the idea so much so that it felt like a ping pong game of going back and forth of the…