At the end of April, I made a list of all the pieces that I needed for the summer. We are now in June and I’ve had to make several adjustment to that list:

• I had to nix the idea of getting the “perfect pair of distressed denim shorts”: in my experience, perfect shorts tend to be somewhat brief. And that’s a length that I now chose to leave to Tash Sefton, Elle Ferguson… and my female students;
• As for the Nike Huaraches, I had found the perfect pair, with the right color combination, but a little bird told me: “Wait, they’ll be on sale soon and you’ll regret having bought full price.” So I waited. And he was right: they did go on sale and someone did buy them at a fabulous price, but that someone wasn’t me because when I went to buy them, they no longer had my size. Anywhere. Oh, but they do carry them in white now. The thing is: I detest white shoes probably more than I love black clothing;
• Crazy but true: this year, I can’t seem to find one stripped top that I like. Nada zilch zero. Everything I’ve seen so far is either too short, the stripes are too wide, the material is highly flammable or they just look funny on me;
• Also, who was I kidding? I don’t wear white t-shirts – slightly oversized or not. Actually, you know what? Especially if they are slightly oversized… Habibi, in this case, I’ll agree with you: petite built + oversize clothes = potato sac;
• And finally, the Swedish Hasbeens Slip Ins: they proved to be harder to find in Montreal than I had originally thought. A friend of mine had purchased a pair at The Bay last year. But that was last year. This year, I went on a crusade to get a pair and came out empty handed. I couldn’t find them anywhere. At last, even though I hate buying shoes without trying them on first, I was about to order them from the compay’s online store when I came across a pair yesterday. Just like that, when I least expected it, in the most random shoe store at Dix30. Granted, they were not black and they felt a bit too small, but they were on sale for $70 – you read right: $70. So I bought them. And tomorrow, I’ll have to return them. They don’t only feel too small, they are too small. And who was I trying to kid? Greyish blue is no substitute for black.

And so I’m back to square one with an entire summer ahead of me and, as I tell myself and Habibi, no clothes to wear…