Category Archives: MISC.

Here Comes The Night Time

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Mark Blinch for The Globe and Mail

There are some special nights  that will go down in history as one of the best of your life, where the stars align and the music is good, the people are good, and you are feeling like bliss. Last night was one such night. Continue reading

Small Spaces: Art Schmart

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I like taking every opportunity to infuse my personality into this blog, and revealing some of my quirky insights whenever I can. Today I’m going to talk about my itty bitty, teeny weeny little bedroom.

I’ve lived here for 3 years now, and we’ve all come to the conclusion that this “3rd bedroom” has to have originally been designed as the apartment’s solarium. It’s a lonnnng running joke, “I’ll meet you in the solarium!” “Time for a solarium party!”..things of that nature. And in all seriousness, a solarium party is off the chain. Honestly, I’m quite content with my tiny space and think I’ve done a pretty good job with the space considering its size. There’s pretty much just enough room for a yoga mat, and to kick around need be (a serious requirement I have), but one peak into this room and you know I am the inhabitant. This post is going to focus on what’s hanging on my walls and their stories. Continue reading

Okay Baby, Let’s Go Dancing

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Dance! Boogie! 

T.F.G.I.F! It’s the end of the week and I couldn’t be more pleased. To me that signifies an excuse to enjoy some d’fwine and d’fwance. Unfortunately this weekend I won’t be kicking up my heels, but I thought I’d paint you a picture of the typical evolution of my dance moves during an average night out. Continue reading

Time Out!

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WARNING: The Rêve Head will not be posting until the end of this week. The explanation being that I will be buried under my books until Thursday with 4 midterms in a row.

If I make it to the end of the week I can promise you these posts: a lead up to the Oscars and my first thoughts of Paris Fashion Week (which I have been looking forward to for months, particularly because I am BEYOND excited to see Nicolas Ghesquière’s first collection for Louis Vuitton!!!).

Enjoy your week dreamers, and send me white light for the impending doom I’m about to embark on.

Hot Child in the Sochi

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I’ve always loved the Winter Olympics. As a Canadian these are the sports I loved to watch and participate in growing up, and this holds true today.

My interest in snowboarding started after watching Ross Rebagliati compete in Nagano. I even wrote a grade 4 haiku about it at the time. I’m in awe of all the athletes who compete, and am truly blown away by their skills. And nothing is more exciting or fun than watching Team Canada compete in a gold medal hockey game (or any game for that matter). I was up and at ’em yesterday morning at 6:50 a.m., Tims in one hand, caesar in the other. It may be the most Canadian thing I’ve ever done (other than the constant utterances of “sorry”).

Yes, obviously, the talent, speed, and strength displayed by our Olympians is jaw-dropping, but another thing that keeps me viewing, is our extremely handsome team. Let me name a few of my faves… Continue reading

Valentime’s Equation

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I’m a lucky gal…born on Valentine’s Day and notoriously undateable. But fo real…no hint of sarcasm present.

Despite being super single on the day of lurve, my dear sweet friends and family always make my (birth)day unbelievably amazing. Here’s my recipe for the perfect GAL/PAL-ENTINES. Continue reading

Underground Roulette

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The Subway Heroes: Bradley / Jakey / Jakey / Pee-Wee

With Valentine’s Day fast approaching I thought it was about time that we discussed matters of the heart, more specifically matters of the sidelong glances of those who ride public transit.

Between Monday and Thursday I spend almost 2 hours each day aboard the subway. To and fro I go, typically over-heating and frazzled OR head nodding off, dangerously close to the person next to me. And I’m not the only one. Apparently 2.67 million other folks are riding the TTC daily. And of those 2.67 million, a good handful of them are eye candy worthy.  Continue reading