Ahhh. Nothing like an evening of shopping with a friend to help shake off the crap of the day. After a super-shitty day and a decent workout on the lake, I met Tamlyn in the weight room so we could head up to Sq. One.

First stop was the food court of course, for a smoothie and some hot and greasy NY fries. I was looking for boots and/or shoes and Tamlyn was "just looking".

We went EVERYWHERE and tried on EVERYTHING. Tamlyn lived up to her marathoner rep. At one point she looked like she might be ready to pack it in but when I asked if she wanted to head home she looked shocked and said, "Why? Are you tired out already??" (She was polite enough not to add "old woman").

It wasn't until the last couple of stores that we each actually bought anything. I got some loafers in Geox and Tamlyn got a really hot dress in, oh what's that store? It's like Dynamite but not Dynamite. Anyway, they were already locking up when Tamlyn went into the changeroom loaded up with clothes. When she came out in the dress, I took a pic with my iPhone and got in trouble from the salesgirl, who was like 12. Something about fashion espionage, covert operations. Like we were going to get our grannies to sew up a line of frocks based on my iphone pics!! She didn't really get the irony of that accusation considering their entire stock is made up of designs pilfered from the prêt-à-porter of last year's runways. But she was keeping the store open for us, so she was cool.

Tamlyn looked ohsome (again, that's what it sounds like when she says it) in everything but she ended up with a super hot dress for the awards banquet on Friday night. And it was on SALE. Even though I did get away with one photo, I'm not going to post it. Don't want to blow her look. So Megan Fox.

And it went so well with the lobster toque.