Yesterday I met up with my friend Andra for a early morning stroll through Vancouver's Chinatown. She wanted to document the Main St/Chinatown area. I brought my camera around to take photos as well. It's been ages since I've used it for anything else besides the blog. As a warning, if you're squeamish, or vegetarian, two pictures towards the bottom show dried lizards and dead fish. Just warnin.
The forecast called for rain, and it was drizzling a bit when I left the house, so I put on my rainboots expecting to splash in some puddles. But the rain never came, and I felt like a bit of an idiot walking around with heavy duty rainboots and a tweedy blazer. Am I still living in Vancouver? Where has all the rain gone? I changed later on in the day and put on a pair of brown booties. I called this look great depression chic version 2.0, because the Federal Reserve is between a rock and a hard place right now. Seemed fitting.
I don't know what my friend saw in a discarded can of beer, but I was into her matching tights and shoes contrasted against the blue wall.
The photo directly below reminds me of something my boyfriend would take.
I was fascinated with the dried lizards. Does anyone know what they're called? And what their purpose is? And how they're used?