I’m ’bout to sound self-righteous and snobby but Aritzia to me is equivalent to how Phoebe from Friends felt about Pottery Barn–dope stuff but a cop out from hunting random goodies and putting them together to create your own smorgasbord of style. My commitment to Aritzia used to be near religious, and I thought I was this lil PYT running around in TNA spandex and that Wilfred tunic everybody owned (which I had in four different colours.. it’s whatevs.)
Honestly tho, I can’t say much has changed because my addictions have only transcended to other institutions…
e.g. Amazon.com has got my heart on lock-down.
California Republic sweatshirt – tourist shop at Universal CityWalk; jeggings – H&M; sneaker wedges – Amazon.com; cobblestone – Gastown in Vancouver, BC
If there was such thing as a ride-or-die outfit, this would be it. This is my no-bra, exam season, comfy but not an all-grey-everything sweatsuit ‘fit. My not as grey all-grey-everything..