technological meltdown

dont you just hate when your internet breaks down. it turns into the end of the world and you cant function properly. i dont know when i became such an addict. this week the modem in my house just went haywire so i was left to combat the world without a connection. i was checking my emails at the mac store on my lunch breaks and maxing the data on my blackberry. being out of touch with this fast pace of our electronically run world is just exhausting.

and then there is my dad who doesnt know how to turn on a computer and doesnt really care to learn. he has a pc on his desk, its just for show. he also has an email that he has no idea how to access (i believe its forwarded to someone else). he doesnt have an answering machine on his cell phone and who even knows what would happen if someone sent him a text. he is by no means out of touch with reality, he has just decided to remain unfazed by all the buzz and you know what, im kind of jealous.

one thing is for certain. although our lives have become seemingly more simple by use of skype, email, bbm and so on...we have lost touch with the reality of face to face contact or even voice to voice. i long for the day when my phone wasnt glued to my hip or when it didnt matter if i recieved a text and didnt reply within five minutes. im by no means going to revert to any old school ways and pick up a pager at staples, if they even exist anymore. i just think were all getting too attached, a little too plugged in. maybe ill leave my phone on silent this afternoon just to prove a point.

its just...a little crush

i think its hilarious that most of the time when im checking someone out, its a girl not a guy. recently it seems as though vogue is having a model search and its happening while i ride the streetcar downtown. i am staring at these beings, gobstruck and i just want to say sorry...i cant take my eyes off your bag, shoes, hair, everything! im a creep. i am so obvious its obnoxious. i need to be more stealth.

like when i worked at the bay for ysl and was obsessed with this girl who worked at mac. she was just the coolest looking person in the world. she said she would add me to facebook. no friend request was ever received. i bet she lost my email...and forgot my name. bummmer.

my top girl crush will always be giselle bündchen. i told my trainer that by the summer i want to have a body like her. he said he could make it happen. he is definitely a liar. i am no brazilian goddess and all i want to do is eat bricks of balderson and litres of häagen-dazs. meh, im over it already. i really just need a tan. why do i live in this land of ice?

playing dress-up

so essentially i tired on clothes for a few hours today and called it work. fantastic. even better part of my day was finding out that mendocino carries free people so that video i posted below i will recreate but in toronto. far less glamorous.

as goes other sectors of my life, i was accepted into two of the college programs i applied for today! very exciting. architecture technology and fashion management. i bet you can guess which one i am leaning towards. im just marveling at how things manage to come together sometimes. and how quickly your life can switch gear. but its all for the better in the end. if nothing ever changed, there would be no butterflies. suchhh a hippie at heart.

peace, love and wonderbread

back to the grindstone

im officially employed! yesterday i was hired as a sales girl/stylist at mendocino. i start training tomorrow and im very excited. i haven't been working for months now and although its great to have time to relax and smell the roses its become a little bit excessive. i know i was traveling and all that jazz but i think its going to be very rewarding to have a routine and get a better understanding of the industry that i want to be in.

anyway, thats the serious bit done. i am just sitting in my kitchen hanging out with bijoux. i am obsessed with her.

i found out about this blog that is written from the point of view of a bunny, fifi lapin. she is a fashion savvy londoner who has been praised by top designers and magazines alike. i cannot believe i didnt think of this first. its adorable, check it out.

i fell asleep beneath the flowers

this is generally what my daydreams look like. me, floating around paris in boho maxi dresses, eating la duree macaroons, drinking a noisette at delmas in the sorbonne with bijoux, ma petite chouchou aka my bunny.

the only thing i would add to this scenario would be a crusty baguette, a wheel of brie, and a few bottles red for the perfect picnic with all my besties in luxembourg gardens.

dance dance revolution

to go to benassi or to not go to benassi?

crash test dummy

it seems to me as though i am on a delayed schedule. it has taken me five years to take the first step to become a person who holds a legit drivers license. i wrote my g2 in class drivers test and passed in techno colors. i spent 20 hours over the past four weeks at a driving school run by an old jamaican man named winston, in a small semi-heated room at the corner of woodbine and danforth. if i had failed there would be a major problem.

as i am moving forward in the licensing process im excited but also terrified to get behind the wheel. i have very little experience driving and one of the few was with my mum where she held onto the door handle the entire time, incase she needed to roll out of the car, and squealed at every turn i made. lets just say it wasnt the most confidence building lesson. i also have had my fair share of bad experiences with go-carts. in my childhood i was nick named 'crash' by one of my best friends aunts after i returned from the wasaga 500 with self-induced whiplash. i had barreled my cart into the tire barrier to avoid running into the other drivers. i had forgotten about the break.

im going to get over this fear. essentially i have to since my g1 expires in june! anyway, im just letting you all know that im hitting the streets so please drive in a defensive manor. i dont get the concept of 'right of way' but im sure ill figure it out pretty quickly. wish me luck!