Toronto in Spring

After three weeks of relentless rain and grey, blue sky is finally reminding us that it exists. The stretch from the stop to my house smells of blooming lilac. While some bare toes are making their way onto the streets, the majority of us spent the wet days in this attire.

Rubber boots, the same ones used by planters in Mauritius and by anyone who usually does garden work, are all the rage here. And when it's drizzling and there are puddles everywhere, style is secondary. The best deal is when practical is suddenly redefined as stylish. Thank you Kate Moss for making it normal that we now traipse about town with boots that my grandma would not be caught dead in. Totally unlady-like, but SO cozy.


And they work super well when you need to walk into an icy lake, as you so often have to, you know?