Friday, March 23, 2018


By definition, my outfit is not a Canadian Tuxedo. "What is a Canadian Tuxedo?", you ask. "Depends on how you define 'definition'", I say. I was under the impression, that wearing two different tones of blue denim is called a Canadian Tuxedo. (Now that I think about it, do both tones have to be blues?)
But it seems I may be off the mark. Potato, potato..
Here is the story of its origins: The Canadian Tuxedo

I have no idea what I am doing in the picture below. But it seems to be a pose I frequently adopt, although unintentionally. Here is the proof. I just hope that unbeknownst to me, I am not breaking into this pose every few seconds when I am walking. Hmm..that probably explains why my daughter and husband usually trail me instead of walking with me.

 Necklace: Swarovski | Pants: Banana Republic | Top: Target (Boys section) |
Shoes: Target | Purse: Forever21
The necklace I am wearing is a gift from my brother. He bought it the evening before he left the US to travel to India for his wedding. It pains me to think that this is how he spent his last evening here. I wish he had spent it doing something for himself. But that's who my brother was. Even as he was leaving, he focused on the ones he loved. Even in the final moments of his life, he was reassuring his new bride that he was going to be okay. Liar!
When I wear this necklace, I am transported back to the day he gave it to me, and it is so vivid in my mind, that I feel him around me. I wish I could go back in time, and change his story and not let it end so soon before his time had truly come.
I will always miss you and love you, my dearest baby brother.


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