I was once extremely passive aggressive. My mum (while quiet and unassuming) has an extremely strong personality. While she made an effort to ensure my voice was heard, I also knew my place as her child. No arguments. Her way was the way. I also grew up with very accepting friends until I attended hell on earth or as we call it in Toronto, Middle School.
The other day a guy I’ve known for most of my life looked at me quizzically and asked, “Why are you single?” The question came after he complimented my looks and asked whether I was in a relationship. I quickly replied that I was picky and the conversation shifted to something else. Then it sat with me. Beyond the fact that society imposes a monogamous relationship as the pinnacle of happiness (ha!) I don’t feel many qualms about being single.
I have commitment issues. Committing to a schedule or a task is daunting for me. Don’t get me wrong, I get things done. But I know I could do far more with my time and my effort if I just stuck to things. As I’ve gotten older I’ve put tools in place to make sure that I not only commit in words but in actions as well.
Can’t beat this view or the heat in the desert. Skinny white jeans are essential in the summer to keep cool. The thin material of my shirt was breezy and was thin enough to not be overbearing under the beating sun. My accessories were kept to a golden minimal with just my rose gold aviators and a gold arm bangle. I decided to go barefoot…’cause why not? I like how textured the shirt was to match the harsh desert around me.
tank Vero Moda | pants Vintage | shoes Cole Haan | purse House of Harlow | hat April Cornell | Bracelet EXPRESS
Thanks again to Rethink Breast Cancer for having me as a guest at the annual Queens Plate. I donned the black and white uniform of choice under the Rethink tent. I wholly admit to giving come hither eyes to the servers as they carried poutine and other yummy snacks.
Since the weather was set to be sunny and warm I decided to go with a shirt that no bra permits (a post to come about living on the braless side). Before I gave up trying to see over the crowd of lacy fascinators I was sure to grab some reel for you to check out on my vlog.
See more of my Queens Plate 2015 experience with Rethink Breast Cancer on the next instalment of ‘Elaisha Goes…’ below: