It's February, it's cold, there's about a million meters of snow on the ground and aerie has decided to launch the new "Spring Line". This means that I have to walk around a bathing-suit, floral print, denim short laden store all day pretending it's nice and hot and sunny until I walk outside and am blasted in the face with -30 temperatures.

I have never, nor will I ever, be a fan of winter. Ever. While every other normal Canadian walks around in Sorels I wear my moccassins whenever I can get away with it (I do own Sorels, I just find it unnecessary to wear them outside when there is no snow on the ground).

I'm antsy, unfocused and desperate for some vague hint that spring is, in fact, on its way. As a result, I've decided that I need a project. I have dug out my film camera (funny how I posted a similar blog about this last February!) and am vowing, beginning tonight, to carry it with me everywhere and document people and places and anything remotely worth shooting. I plan to post my shots frequently.