Let's be indolent together!
I knew I wanted to wear this confetti confection of a skirt for the DOI, and also these boots. I hoped it would not be too hot for boots...but as it turned out, we had chilly, windy weather all day. There was some sun but it was nowhere warm enough to be in lighter or fewer layers.
I was in a rush and did not have time to do a Stair Picture!
I knew I wanted to wear this confetti confection of a skirt for the DOI, and also these boots. I hoped it would not be too hot for boots...but as it turned out, we had chilly, windy weather all day. There was some sun but it was nowhere warm enough to be in lighter or fewer layers.
- T-shirt - Banksy exhibition, not tracked, thrifted
- Lavender mesh t-shirt - Noisy May, consignment; last worn here (3rd outfit) in early May under my "Joseph" coat of many colours
- Skirt - Tangerine Jill, consignment; purchased here for $42.00
- Boots - Bond Girl, Anna Sui X Fluevog; last seen here in March for Mom-Day and the Equinox Party
- Jacket (below) - Ed Hardy, consignment; last worn here in July 2025 over my popcorn sweater
- Wool poncho (below) - Welsh, vintage 70s, thrifted; last seen here in November 2025
I'd hoped for lovely weather, so I could just wear this...maybe even have it tied around my waist!
And instead, I had to factor in another layer - this wool poncho! I had a total of FIVE layers on my top half: a camisole, the mesh top, the tee, the jacket and the poncho.
I was very glad of this, however, and was very happy that I'd picked something light but warm. Layers, people!
The stuff:
Two bees around a flower.
I knotted the silk scarf under the neck of the jacket - at one point, I had it out, but the fringe immediately wove itself into my brooch cluster on the poncho.
- Leather purse - Aimee Kestenberg, thrifted, Powell River
- Silk/beaded scarf - Laurel Burch, thrifted
- Leather gloves - Martin Ria's, vintage 80s, thrifted
Brooches.
- Flower brooch - 1960s, Mom's
- Bee enamel brooch - consignment
- Bee pin - gift from Megan Mae
Bold bling:
Many colours! I wore low-profile rings so that they'd all fit under the gloves.
- Eelskin hinged bangles - vintage 80s, both thrifted
- Silver/green stone ring - thrifted
- Silver/turquoise ring - consignment
- Gold/amethyst ring - Frances Jewelers, c. 1965, Dad's
- Venetian glass pendant - Karen's (gift from me, Florence)
- Earrings - Martha Sturdy, vintage fair
As always when we head out for the day, make sure the kittens are all settled.
"I'm in the bed!"
Barnabas is all snuggled in. He probably didn't budge all day.
And Whateley is in the tray, where he can see everything.
"I'll watch Barnabas."
We got home late, to much fussing about dinner (from the cats).
But let's back it up to 10:30am, when we got started at John's Place for breakfast. A few folks had to bow out at the last minute, so it was just seven of us to start.
From left, that's Greg, Randall, L, Ronnie - and Deb! hi, honey! Yvonne, me and Rosanna.
And now the goofy faces.
Such a silly bunch of people!
The first of many decisions...
Thank you for letting me take your picture, sir!
A shot of whisky at breakfast? Of course!
This gent is always at John's, always dressed impeccably.
The crew out front.
Where shall we go now?
Ronnie mentioned his camper was parked out front of City Hall.
Me and Yvonne. Are we going in there?
Looks like we are!
Haida Gwai, PR, and "I got humped on Saturna Island." Ron and Caro do get around!
Yvonne tucked into the dining area while Ronnie sweeps up.
Randall and L returned with some beers.
We sat with the door open, and those who partake...
...partook!
Me, not so much.
Greg and Rosanna had to re-meter.
Hilarity ensued!
We all squished in.
Seven people in a camper, drinking beer on a major city street.
A view of City Hall, reflected in the glass.
The white blob in the reflection is the camper.
Rosanna, Yvonne and I looked around in the Fluevog store, while the others headed for Pinhalla, the pinball joint. I had some Fluevog gift cards still but nothing was ringing my bell. Yvonne left us and Rosanna and I had a wee poke around Vintage After Death, then strolled through Fan Tan Alley.
"Let's do a tourist shot!" I said.
We had gorgeous sunshine.
It was lovely when you weren't in the wind!
Back at Pinhalla, I ordered a lavender lemonade to go with my lavender hair, lavender mesh shirt and...
We were getting texts from Cat and Ross, who were on their way. Hey, we lost Ronnie! He had to head home.
The $5.00 ball of vintage mohair/nylon wool I found. I'm gonna crochet it into a loop scarf.
L and Yvonne having a refreshing beverage.
I find this place boring.
Randall was into pinball.
Kill it, Randall!
We decided to walk over to the Flying Otter Grill on the water.
Past Bastion Square, along Wharf Street.
I had no desire to sit outside.
It's the place with the red awnings. A pack of Empress Squares and salted caramels later...I am SET.
I worked in this block at two different jobs for a combined 14 years.
L, Randall and Ross. Many thanks to Rosanna, Greg, Yvonne, Randall, Cat and Chris for sharing photos of the day - many of these were taken by others, not me.
We were all in lots of layers. It's chilly on the water.
I had no desire to sit outside.
I like it inside with the bark lights and that...flying otter!
We had more drinks, and some fries for the table.
From left: Rosanna, Cat, me, Greg, Randall, L and Ross.
Me and Cat, bustin' a gut.
No idea what we were talking about!
Cat, Ross, Yvonne and Randall.
Time to go to...Bart's! Aka Bartholemew's.
But first, a detour up to Government Street so we (me, I'm the one) could get chocolate at Roger's Chocolates.
A glimpse of the Inner Harbour, the Parliament Buildings (green domes) and the tourist info centre (the tower on the left).
I don't need that, I know where to go.
Bart's is full of Olde Worlde Charme.
Lots of dark wood.
More beverages!
From left: Randall, me, Cat, Ross, Rosanna, L and Yvonne.
Randall "Hulk'ed out" and ripped his skirt off, and threw it away, buttons flying everywhere. Well, that's a little excessive, but okay! The white t-shirt is better, anyway.
Randall, me, Cat and Ross.
Randall asked me what I thought of his shirt...
It was printed with the design - even the pockets weren't real, just a printed image! - and I said, in all honesty, "It's a garbage fast fashion shirt, and you deserve better than that."
Rosanna, L, Yvonne and Greg.
This is mid-afternoon, and folks are getting a little red-cheeked and merry.
Some would say...SILLY!
But don't you love silly people?
Some would say...SILLY!
I sure do!
And look who's arrived! Chris! Unfortunately, Ali was too worn out from working. Boo...
This was very hilarious in the moment. It's a depicture of the famous Burt Reynolds pose from Playgirl.
We're nearly there.
With a match as Burt. It's "Burnt" Reynolds. I guess you had to be there...
Time to move on, and Rosanna had to leave us. Where shall we go next?
"To the playground!"
Full shenanigan behaviour on display.
Yeah, I don't know these people.
Ross and me.
Let's play on the swing!
You're never too old to act like a kid.
We had a corner table outside, facing the Royal Theatre.
With the city skyline behind us:
From left: Chris, Cat, Ross, Yvonne, me, L, Randall and Greg. We chowed down on yummy burgers.
Greg and Ross were hanging out on the spinning ball.
Push Yvonne higher, Chris!
I really did not want anything to do with this.
L got in on the fun.
And from there, back to SuperFluxx for dinner.
With the city skyline behind us:
And now our shadows are starting to stretch long.
Time to go home...another Day of Indolence in the rearview mirror.
My partner in crime, love you, L.
Here's to another year around the sun.
And now, off to enjoy more of the weekend and our vacation. I'll be back in a few days!
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