More Is More

Ever since I was young I was constantly reminded of the saying that ‘less is more.‘ Whether it was referring to fashion choices or personality traits, I can’t say I always agree with this statement. When recently transitioning from winter to spring, I chose to pair this Club Monaco ruffle top and black pants with ruffle detailing. Although many self-proclaimed fashion experts likely would have advised me to wear something more streamline on either the bottom or the top, I couldn’t help but think….more is more! In this case, ruffles, ruffles and more ruffles!

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New Friends

If you are familiar with my style (or for my friends…my closet) then you are likely aware that I gravitate towards pastel hues and feminine details.  Living in Canada and often freezing my butt off for a few long months of the year, it is not only difficult to find warm options in my preferred styles and hues….but it can also difficult to find pieces that appear climate appropriate. As someone who enjoys playing with different styles and trends, I often try to use the colder months to explore the ‘edgier’ side to my style and personality.

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Around The Corner

Isn’t it interesting how life works and periodically throws you curve balls from time to time. Just this past weekend I trucked all my winter clothes to Halifax to switch them out for some of my favorite spring looks and pieces. If you have been following me the past three months, you likely heard me mention that I am currently living in Toronto until the beginning of July. With the warmer weather slowly approaching Toronto and spring blooms finally are starting to peak through, I thought this was the perfect weekend to do the clothing switch-a-roo!

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Charleston: Zero George

If you have been following me on Instagram this past month then you may have noticed I visited Charleston a few weekends back.  Charleston has always been one of those places I have dreamed of visiting. I’ll be honest, besides wanting to experience the southern charm that I have heard so much about, I really feel in love with the idea of a town filled with pink houses, beautiful shutters and wrap around porches.

When searching for a place for my husband and I to stay on our weekend getaway, the hotel that continued to catch my eye on social media and online reviews was the Zero George Boutique Hotel. I have stayed my fair share of hotel chains in my life but there is something always so special when you experience a one of a kind boutique hotel.

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Self-Comparison

originally posted on  theblondielocks.com

It is not uncommon in the world of social media to periodically get down and out when comparing oneself to another’s highlight reel. Instead of looking to other feeds for inspiration, we can sometimes be left feeling overwhelmed and discouraged instead. Whether it is the endless travel photos posted or the never-ending flawless selfies, social media can be that constant reminder that someone else appears to have it all….key word being ‘appears.’

Although I am not immune to the occasional game of self-comparison, I do have a few tricks up my sleeve that has saved me a lot of self-doubt. If you regularly follow this series you may already know that in addition to being a blogger I also work in the field of psychiatry. The reason why I found myself in this field of work was due to my longstanding fascination with stories. Ever since I was a young girl I loved to read, watch films and write stories for fictional characters. There is something about each individual living a unique narrative that keeps me intrigued day after day.

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Behind The Name

As some of you may know, Blare is my middle name. Although I don’t tend to refer to my first name (or last) here on the site (in order to keep my professional life as a physician separate), I feel like Blare has evolved to be my very own version of Sasha Fierce.

Growing up my mother continued to tell me how she regretted the fact that she didn’t end up calling me Blare. She always metioned that the name was set in stone but unfortunately a nurse deferred her from calling me this name. The story goes that a nurse (who likely overstepped her boundaries) voiced to my mom (who was likely in an emotional state as she just gave birth) that it would be  ‘such a shame to call a young girl Blare.’ Little did this nurse know that my older sister’s name is Logan and the unisex aspect of the name Blare is what intrigued my mom the most. Although my mom would try to change my name growing up periodically (‘Blare, come down for dinner‘)….it obviously did not stick as I was truly someone else (nice try mom)!

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