The scarborough thug inside me is shaking her head with disgust.
Bottled water? sparkling water? mineral water? What ever happened to the good ol' hose at the side of the house? Now that's scarborough. Or what about the grocery store selection downtown has to offer at Longos or Whole Foods where basic food products are tripled the price? It's all about the Food Basics and No Frills, some familiar words in scarberia's vocabulary. The Scarborough Dictionary. Now there's a business proposition with substantial revenue. As I have recently moved back into suburbia, I was in the right state of mind to overdose on scarborough pride with my tight hair, baggy pants, sneakers and the bling around my neck. Smart or what? Only these photos weren't taken in dear Scarborough but if they were I'd be oh so cool. Or not. Who really cares?
Now you may have noticed October's very own (codename: OVO) in the title of today's post or simply smack centre of my shirt. Although the "O" resemble more of an omega symbol than an alphabet letter, it endures the same amount of importance. I hope. I figured as the world hunts for OVO fest tickets as a crackhead hunts for crack, I'll cheer you on as you bargain and purchase tickets worth +$100. Good look with that. No seriously, I mean it. Good luck.
Anyways what is more scarborough than OVO, right? WRONG. I can't envision the OVO clan slumming it down in scarborough. But who knows everybody has a little scarborough loving in them. Maybe we can all jam it all up at the Dollarama at Morningside & Kingston Rd. Don't pretend you aren't familiar with that plaza and all of their classical tunes. Hit it up please. Hit it up. We can sip our $300 champagne in their plastic wine cups. Alright my work here is done. Enjoy your day. Bye bye.
Shirt- OVO
Sweater- Wilfred
Pants- Rihanna for River Island
Sneakers- Isabel Marant
Necklace- Vintage
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