After spending a few summers cramming as many music festivals as my wallet/calendar permits, I think I’ve learned a thing or two. This isn’t my first rodeo, as they say in the Wild West. For starters, it pays to make friends with those around you – they may offer to save your spot while you dart to the port-o-potty or give you a boost on their shoulders if you happen to be vertically challenged (such as myself). Also, do not make the mistake of wearing flimsy or uncomfortable shoes – you’re going to be dancing around like a maniac, people stepping on your feet, and may have to deal with a muddy terrain. Don’t be one of the cursed few whose poor sandal gets left behind in a puddle of mud – a Cinderella situation is unlikely to result. Finally, do not go in with the misconception that your brassiere is a safe place to hide things – security is going to grope and snap it whether you’re warned or not – so not worth it. Perfecting the packing of your bag for the day is also of great importance – here’s a list of must-brings to get you through any festival day – come hell or high water. Continue reading
I wholeheartedly believe and preach that you should always try your best to be your true self in all social situations – off-beat humour, strange opinions, muumuu’s – the whole genuine, package. How else are you supposed to form any sincere connections otherwise? Drop any acts, and just be you, honey boo boo. However, I also think it’s important to follow some basic rules of thumb to keep from stepping too far outside the acceptable social boundaries. Some scenarios call for certain acceptable behaviours, and definite no-no’s exist. For example, at a work party, don’t hook up with a co-worker, don’t hug the boss frequently, and don’t get so inebriated that you attempt to perform the worm on the dance floor. It’s better to know these things ahead of time, rather than learning these mistakes among friends and esteemed colleagues. Another example of a social gathering that requires a healthy dose of good behaviour is holy matrimony – so without further hesitation – here are the (I) dos’ and don’ts of wedding etiquette. Continue reading
It is officially that time in my life when friends have paired off with their one true loves, and are tying the knot. A very exciting time for any single, 27 year old female. But really, I’m thrilled for these pals, sincerely wish them a lifetime of happiness, and could not be more eager to celebrate their love! The last time I was a guest at a wedding I was just a young’en, sporting a poofy dress, and running around the dance floor like an absolute hooligan. The only things I anticipate being different now that I’m older is the lack of poof to my dress and access to the bar, which no doubt will mean the running around the dance floor like a hooligan part will stay exactly the same (if not on an amplified level). Here’s a playlist of my absolute favourite dance floor jams – making a fool myself a 100% guarantee. Continue reading
Since I was a wee lass I’ve always loved making cards – birthdays, thank yous, get betters, kudos you did its – you name it, I crafted them. Since I enjoy making cards ever so much and find it necessary to have some sort of creative outlet, I figured why not share the love with you guys – so I started an Etsy shop! Huzzah! If you’re ever in need of a card, check out the shop at the top of the site, or send me a message if there’s something specific you’d like made! I would simply love to help you celebrate!
ALSO – If you’re ever in the Guelph area, I have some cards stocked at my pal Carolyn’s fantastic shop, OUTPOST Vintage+Thrift. This place is a one stop shop to treat yo’ self to the most amazing vintage finds you’ll ever lay your eyes on, gifts for pals, and a card to go with that gift 😉
Give me a quarter, I’ll tell you your fortune, I love quarters, give me one! That phrase, which came straight from the mouth of the coin gypsy machine at the theatre, was perhaps my very favourite fit-of-giggles phrase growing up. To think, for just 25 cents you could be told what your future held. Times were much simpler then. Instead of losing all our quarters to an electronic clairvoyant, we now turn to the stars, the zodiac, in hopes of catching a glimpse of what’s to come. I’m not sure how much faith I actually put into horoscopes, but it’s nice to start the month with some focus, whether it be a pile of codswallop or not. Perhaps it’s all B.S., but maybe if you read that the month of July is your month to be lucky-in-love, you’ll approach the next 31 days with a more open heart. The case of the positive self-fulfilling prophecy. In case you’re too busy to put good vibes out into the universe, I’ll do it for you. Here’s what the stars have written for you this summer. Continue reading
Typically the beginning of the year is considered the appropriate time to construct a list of resolutions, and the summer is the time of year to construct a bucket list. But, come January 1st I tend to be stressed out enough with the suspense of the year ahead, and don’t need a list of resolutions to add to the angst. Then in the summer I find a bucket list creates the same type of pressure – the pressure to fulfill expectations, keep busy, and have so much fun all the time yay! Not that I don’t perform well under pressure, but I’m perfectly content to set personal intentions, and partake in fun summer activities at my own leisure. So this summer I’m setting seasonal resolutions (shorter time frame, less pressure/probability of failure), and just letting the bucket fill as it goes (no list required). Continue reading
As we embark on a weekend in our fair city, Toronto, that is dedicated to celebrating Pride and its community, there is extra cause for euphoria, as our southern neighbours (better known as Murica) have added a gleaming point of Pride to their history. Continue reading
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Tagged equality, lgbt, lgbt community, lgbt pride, lgbt rights, lgbtq, pride, pride toronto, Pride Weekend, scotus, Supreme Court, toronto
Happy #ThrowbackThursday everyone! Oh how I love trollin’ through my Instagram feed on a Thursday. Why you ask? Well, because I get to see celebrity throwback pics. We’re treated to cute pics of them when they were younger, notable amazing events they attended in the past, and the very predictable photo of Kim Kardashian throwing it back to some sort of bikini shot that begs the question, ‘How are those human dimensions even physically possible?!?” Today I’m going to throw it back to last summer, Summer 2014, when I was an editorial assistant for MTV FORA. While I reflect back 365 days and refuel my *creative juices* (ew) for the upcoming summer, take a peek back and see what I was talking about way back when.
It’s official baby. We made it. Still going strong after 4 years. Man, time flies when you’re having fun, doesn’t it? Apart from family, friends, and my love affair with ice cream sandwiches – my relationship with Netflix has officially become my longest standing significant relationship. And thank god I have a sense of humour about life, because if I didn’t, this realization may cause me to fill a bathtub with a nice cab sauv, a long straw, and drown my sorrows. But instead, I want to mark the occasion with a sentimental love letter, to my dear sweet bae, Netflix. Continue reading
I am damn good at bingeing. You put a pile of sour candy in front of me? Suddenly in the blink of an eye – POOF – it’s gone. Same thing goes for any type of flavoured popcorn, form of peanut butter, box of cereal or perfectly ripe avocados. There one minute (and in its full form), completely consumed and gone the next. The only way I can explain it is that I go into a fugue state of satisfaction where I can’t remember what I’ve done, but I know I have fulfilled some type of craving. Similarly, I’m a master at binge watching T.V. I often find myself with large windows of free time, and while I promise myself I will do something creative or physically beneficial during these moments, I tend to just stream endless episodes of whatever I’m hooked on at that time. I innocently start with the intention to just watch one episode, but next thing I know – the sun has set, I haven’t moved in hours, but the stories of fictional characters are swimming in my mind. I’m a champion at it. So if you’re looking for some time to kill, please, let me help.
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Tagged binge watching, broad city, comedy, drama, homeland, house of cards, lindsay, lindsay lohan, made in chelsea, netflix, oitnb, orange is the new black, reality tv, streaming, television, the hills, tv