its that time of year again

every year, just when we are starting to get ghostly pale and are beginning to pack on the first of the hibernation pounds a one hour 'holiday' special is released that makes us fine ladies consider getting extensions and purchasing the entire set of guerlain's terracotta bronzing collection.  

the victoria's secrete fashion show is all about glitz, glam and goddess like women. i can only dream of walking on that diamond encrusted catwalk. so lets just lay it all out there, im a huge fan. although this production is mostly about tna i think that the set and costume design is fantastic, the production technique and energy is outstanding and it achieves its final goal in a poignant and seductive way: make $$$. after i watch this show in just less then i weeks time i will be running to my local boudoir and getting all kinds of diamond encrusted, neon laced and bedazzled undergarments for no one to see but myself. sexy factor 1000. 

so here you are, the highlights. and if you feel the need to watch the entire thing it is displaying in 6 days time, next tuesday eve. 

in honor of the show i will be curling my hair to the perfect wave, applying a shimmerly glow to my entire body and wearing my most extreme push-up. i need my gym membership back.

uno dos tres cuatro

if i were a stylist this would be how i would make my models warm up. good moves ladies, good moves.

fashion-a-file

do the hustle at the roller derby

you know i used to be alright,

when you woke me in the morning, waiting for the sun to shine,
and do the two-step all night,

then you'd spin me round and catch me, laughing as the sun would rise. 

i slip awayyyyyyy

burning a hole

since my day of birth is in movember i decided that i would do the unthinkable, attempt to save. my goal was to go through the entire month without purchasing an item of clothing, accessory or anything other then the essentials aka food, coffee and spirits.

so far so good. i havent messed up and with a mere 7 days left i am sure my will power will carry through the final stretch. only a minor issue. rather then creating a small pot of gold for myself i have just made a wish list and its getting rather long.

going clockwise...

1. gorjana- stackable rings, wish set

2. all saints- caradon sheepskin jacket

3. sevens for all mankind- malbec velvet skinnies

4. monsertta de luca- 'love is' necklace

considering i make little over minimum wage working retail, this grouping is truly a 'wish list' but who knows, i am going to be the bday girl very soon! 

eat and love

just like in the book, i skipped the section on pray. but for me nothing is better than eating a meal with good friends and enjoying laughs with family. giving thanks all day.

make you a celebrity overnight

so about two months ago i switched jobs and have found myself working in the most lovely boutique on bathurst surrounded by stunning clothing and a beautiful backdrop. and true to form as most hot things arrive in our fine city of toronto, there has been a decent amount of press around the opening of this new destination hot spot. one day a photographer arrived from a magazine and was going to shoot the shop and she casually asked me to be in a photo. being the camera shy animal that i am i protested but in the end i allowed her to snap one solo shot after which i broke out into a menopausal like flash and blushed all the shades of red. consequently this singular photo ended up as the key frame for the article written on the shop. mortifying.

anyway. since it is being shared all over the internet i decided i would share it as well.

in other exciting news top shop has officially opened in toronto and i have initiated a 'no spending' strike on my visa for the month of october. i plan to purchase myself a very expensive birthday gift.




happy thanksgiving errbody! let your bellies be full of turkey and your food comas last through til tuesday morning.

hello? is it me your looking for

its been a long time
shouldnt have left you
without a dope beat to step to- timbaland

so ive taken my sweetass time to get back to my blog. as the summer passed i relaxed my lyrical mind and decided to take a leave of absence from the blogging world. i was too busy steaming items, going to raves and assisting people with choosing dresses for all of the lovely weddings and social events that they were attending. it would be an understatement to say i went through a wee slump. but im back.

casually posing in front of the giant ferris wheel

highlight of the summer would have to be the trip to london and lovebox, the lil summer music festival that i attended with one of my best buds. i got to dance in my rain boots and drink copious amounts of carlsberg while listening to blondie, snoop, kelis, katy b, cassius and the whole ed banger crew.

i had never been to a festival before so i was a little out of my element. i wanted to have the coolest outfits and just mesh with the hipsters. every day was a dilemma but in the end we found ourselves in wellies, jean shorts and rain jackets jiving with the masses.

i discovered my new techno/house lover cassius and have now played i love you so probably a thousand times. not sick yet so the repeat continues.

bacardi tent- where the djs at

now im fully in the swing of things. back in school attending good ole george brown college, getting my learn on. i have turned into a complete an utter nerd. it is 8pm on a saturday evening and i intend to study for my monday visual merchandising test and complete my sewing homework. what has become of me? i am turning into my most productive self, its almost scary. am i growing up? ill believe it when i see it.

once upon a time a few months back i said i was joining peter pan and never growing up, oh how the tables have turned. for the first time in a long time/my entire life i can see a life goal that i want to attain. something that i am going to strive for. i know that being mediocre isnt going to kick it in the world of fashion so im putting in my all.

this is really beginning to sound like a pep talk to myself. anywayyyy im going to start writing again and that is that. it will be more fashion related shizz and all the jazz. sacre bleu! another fashion blogger....duhh im in fashion now, get over it.

whats currently going on in my brain....explosion

vitamin d deficient

ive been distracted by the sunshine

not your average house cat

so glad i get to see this furry little face everyday. you can snooze on my macbook anytime!

gone in sixty seconds

if cloning is now somewhat possible, why has no scientific genius figured out teleportation? star track made it all seem so simple. such a tease.

let the games begin

so it has been declared, patio season is in session. it might only be 16* but were doing it live this weekend in downtown toronto, so come and join us where the wild things are.

and the secrete ingredient is...

i dont watch alot of tv but i have a guilty pleasure and its definitely not survivor or teen mom. i am a self diagnosed food network junkie. i spend hours upon hours watching ina garten and gordon ramsey make culinary masterpieces while i sit on my rear end eating tostitos and salsa. cat cora would not be impressed.

what is the obsession with cooking shows? i go to the gym and watch cupcake wars, diners drive-ins and dives and chopped like these shows were some kind of documentary or must see feature film. then after i sweat it out on the treadmill i return home to eat a spoonful (or 6) of betty crocker icing right out of the tub.

disgusting, i know, but i am a creature of habit. not to say that i dont enjoy a fantastic meal and all the ambience that comes with it but when it comes to my own culinary feats i could be described as hopeless. its not that i lack the taste or skill when forced into the kitchen i just dont care. why would i take time roasting a bunch of red peppers when i can just cut them up and eat them raw.

so i would just like to thank those who have the interest and passion for baking, barbecuing, roasting, mincing, julienning and even using a mandolin. you make this world full of many more interesting things then my palate can savor.

rain rain go away

i thought april showers were supposed to bring may flowers? apparently not in our god forsaken country. geeze mother nature cheer up. our uggs are now in the back of our closets, we no longer have to have those awkward 'who are you voting for' convos at pre drinks and may 24 is fast approaching (may favorite long weekend of the year!). so please weather man i beg of you, have your plea with the rain clouds and make sure you tell them that ive been hitting the gym and am more than ready for bikini season.


a girl can dream.

eternal sunshine

how cute is this? now i have to plan, over the spring, how im going to look like this girl during the summer months. just the right amount of sea salt spray combined with the clocking of some serious hours in the sun should produce the most excellent beachy locks and the perfect amount of freckles. screw the man friend, i have bijoux.

bunny love

the real easter bunny likes smelly wool socks, pens with rubber grip, arugula, warm summer nights and playing with her kitten friend. i am obsessed with her.


happy easter! hope you all feasted well and enjoyed many a laugh with family and friends.

get out your dancing shoes

the weekend starts early once the weather warms, even if it is only 8 degrees. tonight is the start of the summer ragers. decadence. the only question is what shoes should i sport for 7 hours on the filthy, sweaty, dance floor?


i adore a person who appreciates color coding their wardrobe.

times like this

5 girls
10 bottles of wine
successful saturday, crippling sunday
excessive behavior and gut wrenching laughs, totally worth the headache

confident not cocky

believe in yourself, the rest will follow

i should be a motivational speaker/life coach/stylist/professional pie eater. my dream job

shelter from the storm

its hard to be in the city all the time. people are always on the go and have serious anxiety caused by fear of missing out syndrome. as a full fledged city girl i have had to find ways to cope with the rushed pace of urban life. when it seems like my life is being lived without me and that ive lost all notion as to what i am even doing, i need quiet. i have found the perfect antidote to this whirl wind feeling, a visit to an oasis. located smack dab in the middle of downtown toronto is allen gardens. this little piece of heaven is like a vacation in a greenhouse. i dont have a cottage, chalet or country home, but for me, this little haven is a place of calm and flowery delight.

tgif.

homemade sangria
- two bottles of your finest (cheapest) red
- 2 cups of vodka
- 2 shots of grand marnier
(because we dont know what it really tastes like)
- a pineapple, a bushel of strawberries and one pink lady

dinner and drinks all in one.
perfection

heres to thinking, heres to drinking.
cheers

stop calling your arms guns

the gym, a concept all its own.


lets lift weights, grunt and all sweat together. if i join in, by june, will look like giselle?

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summer of stupid

i know its probably going to snow tomorrow but i am preemptively getting way too excited for summer. tanning, sundresses, boardwalk chills, ceasers, patios and the burning hot sun.

the countdown is on.

tapped in

i have a blog, an email, gchat, bbm, text messaging, a home phone, a cell phone, facebook, skype and now twitter. whats next?
all i need is a sims boyfriend and my life is complete.

passion for canadian fashion

this week i had the opportunity to volunteer at toronto fashion week. i was stationed in the runway room and had one of the most inspiring and exhilarating experiences just being able to help out and witness the creativity and effort that goes into making the event possible.

i was aware of a few canadian designers but being new to the fashion scene i wasnt completely in the know. let me tell you, canada has got some serious talent. the first show i saw was holt renfrew which was a cute conglomeration of all the canadian lines they carry such as greta constantine, todd lynn and even canada goose. next was izma, show casing the most fantastic of furs. a few thousand pelts were used in that show.

korhani, originally a rug company, showed an out of this world line. it was like a take back to some 70's acid trip, falling down the rabbit hole in alice in wonderland. the shan show just made me want to tan and not want to eat. i also was able to witness the denis gagnon runway collection which was just out of this world wild. fuschia knit fur sweaters and brilliant turquoise maxi skirts. creative genius but i dont think we will be seeing it hit the streets of toronto this fall.

the youngsters in the group were the ladies of chloé comme parris. they put on a great show and seriously how much do you need to accomplish before you are even 25. seriously, these sisters are making the rest of us look bad. i left the exhibition feeling revitalized and inspired all over again. i also have been on the stability ball and hitting the gym almost everyday since. so as fashion week comes to an end i remain content with my choice to become involved in this invigorating industry!

worst case scenario

you know when things just get off to a bad start and then they tumbleweed into the most disastrous situation? this lil note here just about sums up the worst of my travel experiences when i took my very first solo adventure to copenhagen. in the end my 4 months turned to 8 and i never wanted to come home, funny how things turn out. i wrote this email to a dear friend in a fit of jet-lagged delusion. enjoy.

so ill tell you a little story called the horror of my life in the past 48 hours. so i get to pearson around 4ish to get my flight at 6 30. get on the flight smooth sailing but im shitting my pants nervous so i dont sleep the entire 6 and a bit long flight. get to heathrow in london and its snowing. my flight is supposed to be at 9 20am. it gets cancelled from london to copenhagen and its utter chaos because so do hundreds of other peoples and we have to stand in a massive line where people keep on budding in and fucking shit up so i wait there for 4+ hours. then i rebook for 4 45pm. thats the next flight out. walk around the air port but im too pissed and tired to shop and then my bag breaks. my hermes bag. the strap snaps and im left carrying it around in double bagged duty free bags. then my 4 45 flight gets cancelled and i have to wait in another line 5+ hours later i get to the front they book me a hotel and im leaving the next day at 9 55am with a different airline. oh what fun you can have when it snows a couple inches in london. today bus to the airport get on my flight get to copenhagen anddddd my bags arent there. so then i go to meet my mentor shes the girl whos showing me around. shes great so fun and so helpful. what a change. so we do a bunch of things and then go to my place. its awful. my room isnt bad but my bed could barely fit a 10 year old. my room has big windows like you would imagine to have in an apartment in europe and a balcony. i might take up smoking just so i could sit out there and smoke. my bathroom is like the boys locker room shower but its the entire thing. there is no bottom to the shower so it just flows right through the bathroom to a drain on the floor. sweet deal. the living room is old but it fits all of us. the internet is fast and i have a cell already so i can talk to people once i meet them. i messaged my friend adam and i hope to hear from him soon. nick and i are going to get together sometime this week. its copenhagen fashion week here and i get the feeling that hes either pretty gay or pretty connected. either way i dont care he is being nice to me and i certainly could use someone to hang out with in this city. i have 4 roomates one is away traveling she is canadian. i havent met her yet but i feel like shes going to be a big hippie weirdo. judy is the mandarin girl from hong kong. no words necessary. paula is the hot brazilian and she seems nice. zauzanna but its said susan is the czech republic girl who is 22 and still has a full set of braces. she lent me a towel tho so i back her.

well that sums it up so far. tell me whats up with you?

took the words right out of my mouth

i live my life by the stars.

also i just read about my life path number. i need to find better ways to spend my time.

words well chosen

i always thought i had an aptitude for the casual written word but clearly these folk have it mastered.



banksy in toronto

such eloquent prose

desperate times

how i would go about prostituting myself for money

questionable eats

i love a good chinese bakery. sadly spelling is not their forte but they make up for it in delicious coconut buns and almond cookies.

to prove to dad that im not a fool

if youre gonna stay home today, you can help me shave my armpits

its official, i will be starting george brown come the fall. lets hope gb gets me the job.

so emo

i think were superstars, you say you think we are the best thing
but you, you just know, you just do

the blue pill or the red pill

limitless = me on adderall

iconic

the woman was a bombshell. i dont think that there is such glamorous beauty in hollywood anymore. so bid farewell to this classic film starlet, bisous

9 to 5

sometimes i forget how much simpler it was being a student. i get that i put countless hours into essays, projects presentations and studying but regardless i did things on your own time, pace and leisure. real life is nothing like that. although i dont work a standard work day, after 8 hours on my feet i am fully exhausted. the fact that last night i decided it would be brilliant to hit up the local watering hole/slum bar and get wasted off of their cheapest white, pinot of course, doesnt make my day any easier. can you say raging hangover.

what i am really trying to get at is university life. every school has its stereotypes and as for western they are practically set in stone. one person in particual is doing a class act job of insuring that the rest of the world is well aware that there is only one day of the week in london that you dont go out, tuesday, but in toronto i can make it happen.



you gotta give this girl some credit, she really knows what it is to be the most typical western girl that exists.

check her out

when you wish upon a star

just your average modern day fairy tale

photos by dina goldstein

leprechaun man leprechaun man

wheres my pot of gold. lets all go back to university when times were simpler and our most urgent concerns were if american apparel still had any items in stock and whether or not we should eat the pancakes at a kegger. missing london today and all the glory of the binge drinking days.

i ♥ walmart

after four years of classes based on human rights, small scale economies and the culture of capitalism one would assume that i would be a tree hugging, birkenstock wearing, patchouli smelling new age hippy. alas, my education in global studies has pushed me into the arms of the enemy; consumerism at its best, retail sales.

i have noticed now more than ever that product placement is without a doubt invading every portion of my life. i cannot watch a movie, read an article in a newspaper or listen to a song without being bombarded by undermining sales tactics. im pretty sure every person in the world was confused as to whether or not b spears made a music video or an ad when she released her new pop sensation 'hold it against me'. not only does she look like a super freak tramp i dont think she could have promoted more products if she actually just played adverts for the duration of her song.

but then again there is something about merchandising and marketing that i love. after only a few weeks i have learnt how product display changes the sales figures of a company from one day to the next and simple brand knowledge makes you seem like a fashion guru. people all over the world are consumed by a constant urge, to have more. we are driven to always think that bigger is better, faster is necessary and whoever has the most is winning (charlie sheen style). so as i start my career path (very slowly) i hope that people never change. fashion trends will come and go and as will your wardrobes and hopefully at some point i will have a say as to what goes into them.

beets

Mastabeatz - Chill out phase beat (instrumental) by Mastabeatz

green day

how i would like to spend st pattys



i was in oaxaca for the 100th anniversary of the revolution and they celebrated by heading down to the zocalo and spraying the shit out of each other with some aerosol canned substance that was a mix between silly string and shaving cream. i should become the official importer, how i plan on making my first million.

mood rings, weather patterns and all things blue

isnt it weird that rain can just put you in the worst mood. its been raining in toronto for a full week, 7 days of rain. wtf.

today it finally stopped and then it snowed. greattt. regardless i managed to get my act together last night and ended up at zippers, a gay bar, with many crazy fit sweaty shirtless men. it was fantastic. it was like an instant dose of vitamin d, sunshine in a bottle/dancefloor.

moral of the story, i have neglected my blog due to a of lack of inspiration, work overload and precipitation. im just going to explore new joints every weekend. this week zippers next week house of lancaster.

hbd linds

thinking big

in the wise words of buddha 'all that we are is the result of what we have thought'.

motivation, focus and dedication. its all within your reach.

the bug

i have wonder lust. there is nothing i love to do more then travel and explore. there is something about the hands on experience that comes from being an outsider and finding your way through the unknown that surrounds you. its a force that drives me.

my most recent travels were so fantastic, i wish i could relive them everyday. living in london was a way to discover what it is that i enjoy most. i visited every gallery, art show, various speakers and many, many parks. i love nature, photography, cider and laughing. i would try to go to regent park and sketch but get distracted by the rose garden and write down all the different varieties and fantastic names that each patch had been given; nostalgia, belle epoque, remember me...

mostly from living in london i learned to walk. i walked everywhere. even if it would take me two hours, its not like i was in any rush, i wasnt meeting anyone or on a strict time limit. i discovered the perfect streets, coffee shops and pubs on every corner in every neighborhood. i was just so content, the happy wanderer.

'curiosity and transition- thats what keeps us young' -vera wang

all things taken into account im going to be young forever, like peter and the lost boys.
'so come with me, where dreams are born, and time is never planned. just think of happy things, and your heart will fly on wings, forever, in never never land!'

shout outs to jason, enjoy every last second.

good vibrations

just blasting some serious house beats so loud that i cant even think at 10am on a wednesday. perfect start to hump day.

one of a kind

today i had the pleasure of wandering around the city with my good friend lindsay. we started off with a feast of pastries at an east end bakery and then our standard starbucks run. after an hour or so of running our mouths we went on down to the beach to explore its snowy terrain. it is actually like the arctic by the lake. mounds of ice and crazy waves, perfect for a mini photo shoot. after we had sufficiently frozen ourselves we hiked it up to yorkville to explore the posh shops and look in every shoe store for jeffrey campbell booties. from here we walked down bay for a change of scene, south to queen where we parted ways. it was a good day in toronto. i have a renewed love for our city.

what is it that makes us lose touch with our surroundings?

i personally think that when it come to toronto, winter really takes its toll. we all become bundled up little foragers who just want our snuggies and three seasons of third rock on demand so that we can avoid the outside world. we become bitter and resentful of canada and wish that climate change would just kick it into high speed. but when summers come around you cant find a happier crowd. every patio packed every night of the week, the city is full of life and noise. there are art, music and cultural festivals to celebrate the greatness that exists and thrives here all year around.

sometimes we forget what great things toronto has to offer but its at times when you least expect it that you rediscover what it is that makes this city unique.

i should go to korea.

me as a teacher. hilarioussss


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to friendship

on this family day i would like to take the time to recognize some of my non-blood essentials who are lucky enough to be together this week. five of the greatest girls in the world are all in london, enjoying the magnificent city and probably some of the best laughs that they have had in a seriously long time. i cant remember the last time all six of us were together. its been years now, but none-the-less our friendships are still strong.

some things that will remain cherished memories of mine forever...doing the running man in our oxfords by use of valve oil in the backstage of scs. making a fort with sleeping bags in the fire escape. eating different inedible substances for mere pennies. parting ways as youngsters but visiting each other at various universities, in a wide range of countries and when more easily accessible, our corners of the city.

have the best visit ever. i love you all.

if you call me now baby, id come running

i am no doctor. but today at work i am on call. pointless. just tell me whether or not you need me to be there. i would rather not waste half my day waiting around for you to tell me if i need to come into work for 4 1/2 hours. brutal.

and from this little stint, i now have kings in my head. forever and for always they will be in my head.

i had decided that i wanted to go to a euro festival this summer and that kings had to be part of it because i just love them. then i heard from many a source that i might as well listen to their album and save my cash money because they sound exactly the same. still looking into the summer festivals though and potentially some travels through croatia?



anyway i have become majorly off topic on all accounts. life plans are moving forward, the motions are being made. i am getting a little more clarity in my life. how legit am i?

bon week-end

nothing could be cuter. and on that note im off to the bar.

the big cheese

i can think of no better comfort food for a lazy day then a grilled cheese. experiments were made and some serious additions were conjured up.

we started with some great whole wheat toast added our mozz, then a little cheddar, panchetta, spicy salami, basil and sundried tomatoes. lest we not forget the secrete ingredient, a la top chef, honey butter. we would have used salted butter but it was not at our disposal and surprisingly enough the honey butter worked wonders. it caramelized the toast and gave a nice balance to our extremely salted sandwich.

placed in the oven on a light broil, 10 mins later these orgasmical creations entered the world and filled hungry bellies with delight.

mmm i want seconds

good artists borrow, great artists steal

street art is huge these days. i first became aware of its monstrous existence a few years ago when i was living in copenhagen. as i travelled to different cities i found an abundance of crazy talented artists using various mediums to produce colorful, in your face, rebellious art.

and my personal favorite...

tonight i watched the much talked up flick 'exit through the gift shop'. essentially it was promoting the idea of street art as a serious form of art. its not simply something a person can decide that they want to take part in because of the scene and popularity of it. i back that. i also hate when i see random tags all over street signs. that is by no means innovative and adds nothing aesthetically to the world. in this case, thank goodness for sandblasters and white paint. but when it came to me discovering that a banksy graf was removed from the building i was living in london, well that was a different story.

anyway, in a round about way im trying to relay my appreciation for street art. it is a creative outlet to some very talented and thrill seeking people.