As I was making coffee this morning I got to thinking, watching the coffee grounds swirl around the sink and after checking on my laundry cycle I thought about something someone said to me once, how I was a “temptress”.
I stuck that in my bonnet for a rainy day. Today. Then I came up with a joke about it, as one does when they’re forced to look at themselves. So, I’m writing a new book called the art of temptation: something I used to know how to do.
That’s the joke.
Anyway, when it comes to marketing, one of the major important steps in the advertising process, is to tempt. Or, to tantalize (delight) then convert into leads.
Bet you weren’t expecting this Mad Men shit foisted on you on a Saturday!
How do I change or evolve? How do I eclipse myself now that I can’t be as brazen and not saying that I cannot. I just mean. How many selfies does it take, because it doesn’t.
I’m going to start making Facebook Live videos once I get proper lighting. Then, I will read to you. Why? So you can hear my voice. Then. I will make singing videos, or audio recordings too because that’s how arrogant I am about my singing ability.
I will also lose some weight by lifting some weights once in awhile. And by dieting. LAME.
When you’re good to yourself and take care of your looks you feel more confident instead of masquerading in a costume day in and out.
We had “book club” twice this week. The second night being last night. A Fridate. Success. We drink through it because the subject matter calls for it plus, we’re like reading here man. I feel like Oprah’s Book Club had wine in it. I am able to keep Julian listening for chapters at a time. It helps with our acting and Rule of The Bone is an easy read.
I first picked it up from SSS High and the first page had the word weed on it and I was sold dude.
I see that Banks has a love affair portraying young protagonists. Except for in The Darling, that one is about apes in the congo and all the Civil war bullshit going on there it’s majorly exciting you need to read it.
I like the run-on sentences and affecting different style accents throughout. Sometimes I read aloud as myself, as a hick, a Canadian, or super white trash-like. I will probably read the first chapter on Facebook Live. I can’t always be a keyboard warrior. Sometimes the man behind the curtain needs to step out and throw down.
Holy it’s hard to do this shit now. What I mean is it’s hard to make time for it. To blog. I get it man, I get it — when they were always like “Oh my god if I didn’t have to go to work every day maybe I could be a popular blogger too” which still sounds like an excuse parading as an attempt to extinguish my own talent and dedication to the craft what is blogging BUT all I’m saying is I have been meaning to update pretty much every single day for the last month okay, and I am sorry about that. I received a spike in traffic the other day on my 17th year blogiversary and I thought it would have been a good idea to have something new up at the time. I am your classic gifted under achiever smug af writer. “I’ll get around to it”. Yeah um, years are flying by asshole. Give the people what they want now. Show this alleged writer’s craft marinating around your head day in and out. Make the moneeeeeeeeeey.
Alright. Lets start with thanking the audience for participating in my psychopathological (majority of) life-long obsession social experiment-in part that has gone on for too long in only that I should have published a solid book my now. Just think of me as one of those very cautious (lazy) and waiting for “the right moment” types of authors. Like the guy who finally wrote a book by blinking it all out painstakingly one, letter, at, an, insufferable, time. BY BLINKING IT TO A NURSE.
Then when he was done he died!!!!
Lol it’s true and is a movie you can rent… the something and the butterfly.
As you can see I 1. barely care and 2. have a terrible memory. 3. this is not wikipedia
I feel I have just consumed so much information from consuming the internet for so long it has wiped my hard drive. Like someone who did too much acid which btw, I have never tried. No need.
Where was I.
This post is an exercise in finding my bearings again and just to simply pleasure write again, in essence, and spin a yarn for the superfans. I really hate when bloggers stop blogging and it’s nice to live vicariously through other people, your favourites to stalk there is only so much one can derive from Netflix. Spying on each other is so f–ing good! Facebook, Instagram, am I right? They’ve dominated blogging right out of the running in terms of instantaneousness (I make super blog posts, I don’t do micro pointless clickbait ones). It’s easier to be an instagram star now. I am old(er) now and can’t do all the shit I used to for attention, so like, here are my words bro.
I just went into a blog post draft I started the night before my new job and yikes guy. Talk about over-thinking it. The post is entitled, “highly woke” and is pure useless nonsense about my fashion sense unlike this astute piece of Shakespeare before you.
The reason I don’t smile in work selfies is because I don’t want people to know that I am taking them so if I always hold my phone like a statue and don’t smile they might think I am checking out stocks or like, intelligent websites that I am usually sleuthing for work purposes anyway (not lying we got content calendars to fill yo me bredren) but yeah it’s fun to get your work fashions on over the weekend I picked up a bunch of shirts from Burlington I had chilling just waiting for me, nice nice.
I have to write stuff for work too and I know that writing this post will help me with that as I am rusty and need to get back into it again. Talking, writing, just language in general. There are so many formats in which you need to communicate to various types of people, be formal professional and fun, but mostly the formal and you may hazard a guess at how good I am at all of that. Sometimes you wanna go off the rails and write an all caps lock rant idk, that’s fine but it’s better to do it without swearing or burning a bridge, insulting someone. Maybe perhaps it’s best to stfu and say nothing. Not every emotion or thought needs to be expressed.
Anyway. I am loving my new job. It is quite rewarding. I will tell you more about it in time.
This was the AMA (American Marketing Academy) event from earlier in November. Going out is important for networking, and is always worth it because you get great ideas. I always say any (good) event can make me for a month afterward if I work it enough. Some people don’t need to, fine fine, good for you but I just mean you will always meet somebody new to collab with and I am social af, I like to chat and laugh. If it’s not fun, I am not there. It all feeds into itself. These are my lifestyle blogging roots in play. Trying to tow the line between being myself and being what I think they want me to be and, who is they? Hahaa.
I am starving right now my brain is eating itself sorry for being incoherent or insecure I am going to press pause and order delivery now brb.
I ordered Peking Express I can’t wait. Update it’s here and I didn’t tip very well oopsies.
For the last month I have been re-watching (spacing out during some episodes) Mad Men and now I am a few episoes away from completion. Julian has been watching with me and got into it. You can picture me eating chinese food watching it tonight if you have nothing better to do. I enjoy it because I spot newer things I like watching people work I guess? It’s not as interesting now though because there is less work happening. Wow I’m a super funaholic.
This was on Halloween. We didn’t do anything. I feel like we stopped into the bar on the corner. It’s likely.
I was on a tv show. I don’t take acting as seriously as Julian does so I will legit spill the beans and tell you which show once I confirm that I can at least say that? I got more air time than him for once. He’s been in a babillion productions since summer and is surprisingly not a braggart about it or posts costume selfies or wardrobe or any of that. One day pretty soon I’m going to post this Elizabethan kinda gown I wore on another production that I will not name so that there is no way they can sue me for it. Fuck it. My blog comes first! I have gotten gigs specifically because I am Raymi The Minx and non-actra aka “a somebody” or requested talent so I don’t bow to the whims or ways of “acting world” rules ya feel me? The pay is shit. The hours are shit. Most of the people are shit. It makes you look like shit (tired) and you get sick. You watch everyone before you get to eat. There are so many laughable things. You are basically annoyed the entire time. You have to listen to stupid people all day long that you can’t just tell to shut up. So you listen to them talk and talk and get shushed or screamed at by AD’s or Directors. Sometimes it’s fun and okay. You just need to be the right person for it. I’m hangry and I am not trying to be biased, just reporting. It’s good when they book Julian and I together but I can only really do it on weekends now and you can’t predict when you’ll get a call for something. We were in the Nutcracker too and I am only saying that to impress any little old lady reading this now.
I probably also hate acting because I always feel ugly because the look is out of my control and the MUA doesn’t know how to make me look pretty how only “I” can tbh and there are no instagram filters on set. Okay this post has degenerated into abbreviations gtg xo haha zzz ilu bye!
Hello Friday Mcnasties! Do you like how bloggers all try to put this amenable, approachable bullcrap on you like the second you load their blogs oh, you’re doing quirky voice today eh we’ve got a funny guy on the loose here. Well, it’s raining today so wtf else are we going to do here? I’ve uploaded a ton of pics so just be quiet and listen for once please thanks!
I don’t think I had washed my hair for a few days before hitting up our Brass Vixens shoot last Sunday and getting across town during the waterfront marathon was absolute HELL ON EARTH. Why do you have city marathons interrupting city people tryna do their city shit for!? Seriously, please go run in more acceptable places like RUNNING PATHS or FORESTS, MOUNTAINS, SHORELINES, SIDEWALKS… OMFG you cause so many domestic disputes and accidents, road rage, delays, trouble etc for everyone else when you do your stupid selfish charity runs. Just donate the money and call it a day cos donors believe y’all when you say you’ll run for the cure or whatever it is. Running doesn’t cure cancer it causes cancer. There I said it.
This was taken on Thanksgiving weekend and a Little Raymi jazzed it up for me.
This is called Lyra. It’s a combo of aerial and hoop. Circus stuff. Lyra is the hottest craze of all the alternative dance exercise on the market right now and it’s actually sort of easy if you were a monkey on the jungle gym growing up. It’s great for poses and beautiful photos. You should see how the other Vixens do it, they move like fairies made of bendy magic it blows my mind.
Will be doing more of this for sure!
Hey down in front.
Yes alright fine I like birds okay lets not make a big deal about it.
Birds and sunsets if that’s fine by you. I have a colleague who is a (raging nerd) “birder” and every time I so much as post or like anything bird-related he razzes the shit out of me for it. God forbid I like a beautiful video of swans landing in slow motion this bro will immediately invite me to go bird-watching with him and shit hahaha. It’s been 6 years. When we reach 10 I will consider it. I love nature and animals as much as the next person but I don’t exactly feel inclined to grab binoculars and sit in the cold watching something with a beak flap around. Birds are pretty straightforward in my opinion. They have wings, they fly and can crap on you. The end. Oh, I have been dive-bombed by a couple of birds before too which is terrifying lol.
Okay we get it.
We were cast in a thing together over the weekend don’t know if it’s a tv show or a movie but if you think really hard about it you could probably figure out what the production is. A classic. I’ll get sued if I say anything else.
I’ve seen a few plays here. The Elgin and Winter Garden Theatre is an historical, beautiful theatre it’s nice to go there for absolutely free and snoop around its exquisiteness.
A gas leak was afoot down the block from it so felt a little PTSD.
I love Vaudeville. *Googles what vaudeville is*.
I posted some bathroom selfies to be more covert about our location. I’ve seen other cast full-on putting location on blast on other shoots I’m talking IG stories to snapchats and major selfies. It’s harder to police that these days. On another production I did we were going to snitch on a girl as a matter of fact cos we heard she was instagramming fight scenes and integral plot points like WHAT!??! But then we saw she had like 11k followers and it was a private account we didn’t have access to. You get bored and start to go crazy on a seventeen hour shoot. That was the one where my phone went in the pool. Instant karma I guess. Shit like this always happens to me lets be honest so whatever.
In the movie business shockingly, you will meet a ton of awful (and awesome) people. Selfish divas who never made it. Actra people get treated like the sun shines out of their assholes. You recognize some of the same people the more things you do and there’s a few stand-outs I enjoy studying from afar. Like the one guy who ALWAYS LOSES HIS TEMPER and blows up at the room, yelling at us for some answer we don’t have nor are obliged to say and so no one answers him. He lost his cool at lunch time once and then later on tried to be nice to me I was like, nahh.
Another time a lady full on smashed my foot with her heel and I noticed a nice nickel-sized bruise on the top of my foot the other day from that. No one is ever paying attention either, they’re always talking over the directors or AD’s and I do not hesitate to shush the fuck out of them because it keeps us all there longer.
Acting is all about working as a team with so many weaker links. Even though I am a n00b I do not take any shit for example, a chick tried not to let us have the empty chair beside her the other day and guess how well that went over for her? When people think they can get away with rudeness ahh helllll no *removes hoop earrings*.
It’s a competitive industry too as you can imagine so you have to place yourself in a spot you anticipate they will be filming once they call action. I luck out most times by how I look and being tall and just dominating as much space as I can without being desperate. You will definitely see me (and Julian) in like 95% of the stuff we have filmed. There is only one thing I did where I didn’t care as much and happily fell back a little. Earlier shoots are like that. Sleep deprivation kills me above all else.
We hung out on the beach the night before. It was chilly so we didn’t stay there long but I try to make us do it any time I can win.
A woman asked me if my glasses were real in the bathroom at one point. Yes. These are REAL glasses. She meant prescription. I said YEP. Then I had to say YES 3 more times and say they were reading glasses (but I do have perfect vision, they help me) and then put them on her face so she could tell. Another woman walked in and mean-girl dissed me by saying those glasses look GREAT on you. The first lady became embarrassed and took them off, passing them back to me I pointedly said thank you, they are $400 Christian Dior glasses and they look great on anyone. BURN. The lady was gobsmacked.
I know what she thought. I was just some poor hipster poser rocking fake frames then I came at her with KNOWLEDGE. They’re from Oakville from a client of mine called Next Optical. Bye. We were all in our black tie wear. See how competitive people are for no reason? Especially older women. It happens all the time. I am a threat I know it. Deal with it or leave. I took it as rudeness because she approached me with arms out as if she was going to take my glasses off my face from the get-go and pop them on hers just to see if she looked pretty in my glasses which she assumed were just costume accessories. Yeah, no, back off.
Please pray for my cousin. She’s not sick she just look like a Lego.
Our local variety store. These chicks love Julian cos he buys their smokes gamble tickets and coconut juice ad nauseaum.
Went to The Mandarin with his folks last week. It’s their thing. We drove all over town afterward with them hitting agencies collecting checks during rush hour traffic. It was bonkers and we can all laugh about it now.
A side-by-side of my new niece and I.
Twerk class a couple weeks ago. I gave this very shirt off my back to Tash in class cos she was dying in her 3/4 length sweater why did she wear that I dunno but I miss my shirt now oh well I have a purple one still. I prefer to be generous instead of greedy if I can help it.
My hair was ten times rattier after class. I love twerking. It’s scandalous. Isolated movements in dance are hot.
Loving my new phone and its gaudy case. The camera is better than the one on my last phone.
Working our way through Kitchen Confidential. Anthony Bourdain is the man. He has the best life and I am going to learn how to do the same by studying his book.
I already know a lot about the food industry, the booze industry and man I’ve got stories and no I ain’t saying I’m an angel. Which reminds me I have made a breakthrough with another publishing house! IT’S MY YEAR BITCH.
How many silly goals in life have you set for yourself? One of mine (or several) is to be acknowledged by my idols. Anthony Bourdain is one of them. Maybe my SEO skills will bring that ol bastard my way. Another way is to get mega-famous, yourself.
Went for sushi the other night and we had the best time we’ve ever had there. We are becoming Beaches locals now, recognized and adored. There I said it. We met a sake sommelier here too.
My second meeting with a new agency went pretty good! As in they’re sending me a contract. Everytime I try to work in fields that aren’t my true calling (like the service industry) it doesn’t pan out for very long. I am a genius lets be honest and my talents get wasted slinging cocktails lets be honest. It’s like Bill Gates working at Mconald’s like please stop. So I am glad I get to be a freak of nature in an office setting again and use my godgiven social media talents. It is personally rewarding to work as a professional in your very own field of BLOGGING that you have lived and breathed since you were seventeen. Pride comes before a fall so I will shut up now.
Big fam jam parties all Thanksgiving weekend long I am glad I can get back to periodically starving myself again and slimming out okay that’s all for now bye bye!
Once in awhile, I use my brain for what it’s good at: persuading people that I am talented, smart, right, and good looking. In any of that order. And so. I was just recently asked my opinion on a matter. I figured why not share it with you guys too and launch a new Raymi the Minx blog feature entitled: WHAT WOULD RAYMI DO in the process. Good? Great.
I just wanted to ask your opinion on this, do you usually see writers get refused for interviews and what does one usually do?
Attached along with this Question are a few emails that I will not disclose here but basically the question is pretty straightforward so I’ll just go ahead and answer it now. Here’s what I think.
It can happen. You need to use the right non-threatening albeit apply some pressure tone before you lose their interest and get ignored. Finding them on social (twitter/FB/LinkedIn) and approaching via that route helps cover some bases. Personally when reaching out and trying to get a response I go into it assuming I will get a YES from whomever I contact. You need to highlight the benefits first for them – why they want to make time for your needs. Do they get exposure or leads… appeal to their ego and be flattering so that they can’t help but want to be interviewed/profiled.
Basically, having a novice reaching out you will experience some hiccups if they don’t have the right PR style or know-how. People have a sense for amateurs. If the one writing the email/pitch can’t sound enthusiastic or exciting it’s hard to persuade the receiver to get on board. Then again, some are hungrier than others out there. I have seen handlers and management barring access to talent through email volleys going through multiple (accredited/connected) channels and still never get their mark. So, don’t be dismayed. It takes practise, persistence and someone who can write to get that interview. Make it as easy as possible by providing the questions ahead of time so they can answer at their leisure and circle back by the deadline you give. Bribe if necessary. Offer them the floor for 5 minutes at your next networking mixer? Lol. Hope this helps.
Hello glorious people of the world. My colleague thinks I am doing the RTM version of Hogtown pro wrestling coverage here rn but I’m not. I just “can’t” today. I need to do something more artistic than that just saying! Lets wrap up the last week of my life or whatever’s clever, yeah? Yeah!
My mother recently said I was a hyper-active child that needed to be stimulated at all times. I knew this but I did not know this. This information would have been useful to know several years ago for sure. I can’t sit still it’s true. I flit! I am always hunting for my next big fish, something to focus on and give all my energies to. Unload aaaaaaaaaaall my passions into. I’m a lover I really am. A clingy, stalky, obsessive compulsive, fixater. Non-stop thinker. A wise guy. Yesterday Julian and I were painting and jamming out in general in our room together. Then I started lifting weights while he stared deeply at his painting with brushes and paints scattered everywhere. I asked if we were acting out being in jail. What that would be like. Doing every creative thing together as possible to avoid going insane. Eating. Drinking. Smoking. Dancing. Laughing. Netflix. Gambling. Video Games. Julian’s Dad says we live like rats lol. When we visit there he hates it if we sleep on the couch.
I get glimpses of these bohemian moments of my life and it’s everything I ever wanted but it is also jarring as in WHAT HAVE I DONE!!!?? I watch old films like a Ghostworld cliche and I study the faces of actresses and compare all the lines and appearances of age in mine to theirs. Plotting botox and more sleep. Dieting. Well I guess that part is normal. Everyday there is something in your face about aging ranging from desperate to scary. I try to transcend it and not care. It doesn’t really gotta matter cos this party don’t stop.
Every single job I have more or less revolves around beauty and self image. Being hot and clever. I act, I perform, I approach strangers with a phony smile to get their data while they blow smoke in my face cos they’re blasted and it’s witching hour.
Had a good meeting yesterday. That’s all I will say for now!
Ordered killer rice and tacos. It was all excellent. Shout out to Grillies.
Protip. Wear the dress from one job to land another. BOOYAKASHA!
We went out to eat at the steak house and as you can tell I have trouble letting go of summer BUT I am transitioning into fall okay doke. I love how brands offer TRANSITIONING into a new season guidance like you can’t figure out to put on pants by yourself and a sweater. “Everybody in trench coats!” OMG emergency.
My legs looked extra long I felt you should see too.
I wore my black pumps for the funeral then uglied it down with these bad boys for comfort.
People seemed to dig my vol au vent story on FB so here we go…
I finally had a vol-au-vent (pronounced [vɔlovɑ̃], French for “windblown”, to describe its lightness. I learned about this frenchy dish while doing copy for TH when they launched a vol au vent on their Quebec menu and henceforth always wanted to eat one. Last night we had a 5 star version at Love Me Tender Steakhouse. Divine.
We had scallops. I forgot to tell Julian about the time in Maine when my ex had scallops during the superbowl and we think he got red tide omg why am I saying this now lol. Anyway it was scary af.
I hate when I am trying to take pictures and people are lurking around you have to pretend you’re not dying inside from humiliation but the sun is hitting your hair just so blah blah… I walked home from my meeting it was conveniently close-ish to ma hood. I was an empowered business lady I will have you know.
Orderd off the kids menu the macaroni bites. Did not know they came with fries. We pigged out.
We had a delicious time.
I am doing lots of exercises now. I am owning my lazy juicy figure but I am also recklessly abandoning it that’s what’s upppp!
We periodically frequent this french place nearby but I am gonna put the breaks on that cos it’s dumb to go somewhere just cos you like their 14 dollar glass of Mcmanis (it’s so good though) but you can get a whole bottle for $20 at the lcbo. Anyway need to cut the wine snob shit down a bit.
However their spicy caesar is amazing and half the price. Julian can have two to my one glass of red haha.
These ghost streetcar tracks posed ornamentally at a nightclub are a metaphor.
We are planning to do a show together.
We took the Danforth way home I forget why but stopped here to eat. The blackened potato salad is unbeatable.
He forgot to rim them.
Liked his truck. Bad ass. Julian and I both have secret agent complexes which military and cool shit like that fall in line with. We are both dramatic, into cinema. Loud characters. Lots of energy. Creative types you know the sort.
I need to go make dinner and slice some cucumbers now y’all so ttyl for meow.
Hey guys this stink eye’s for you. Jay-kay, in actuality while I was street vamping for this shot I was staring at the girl laying on the ground all drunkies and I was trying to pose without showing that that was what I was looking at. Oh King west you beast. It’s a living. I don’t remember if I told you about this new gig we have til NYE but it involves ipads and collecting data for a brand about blabbity blah prob not at liberty to say but anyway there is a job for everything and everyone out there if you can tell all the right lies ;). In between that I have my personal asst/social gigs, and now acting. I’m kind of dead tired between it all but I am majorly excited about my acting/wrestling card girl gig this weekend most of all because I get to go asRaymi the Minx. Remember her? You can see it all broadcast on Rogers TV 8 days later I heard. I’m going to steer clear of the drama as much as possible, there’s some scripted scenarios I am going to be part of too oh fuck lol. This can be a re-appearing gig for me if all goes well. After I blog today I’m going to squeeze into some tights and put my RTM look together for it. LMK if you want to go I’ll pull some strings. They kinda want hot girls (who doesn’t?) ha ha shrug. The last one of these things Julian and I went to we laughed our heads off 3 hours straight. We “could not”. It’s like over the top wrestling fake fight acting and you’ll recognize a lot of local Toronto legends acting in it. It happens again November too as if anyone is reading this part right now haha.
This night of work was a Blitzkrieg cos I bumped into scoundrels I know long story short I was useless the next day.
Hello old friend.
My cousin died last week. I’m glad we were able to make it to the service. It is a tragedy how he died. I have a lot to say but I’m not going to say it though. The funeral home had these memoriam bracelets. I took one for my mom as well. Family is important. We had a good day afterward my Dad and mom, Julian and I. Touring Oakville. Seeing the church where my grandfolks on my dad’s side are all laid to rest. Sat on my great grandmother’s bench as is tradition. Then we went to a patio in Burlington then back to the house to visit etc. We shared happy memories and funny stories. Julian thought he was playing matchmaker I said this isn’t the Santa Claus bruh. So. In dark times you must cherish the good times at the same time and those in your life. Even if they’re your enemy and pissed you off before I like to abide by the one last chance model, more of a syndrome rather. Life is precious and is short and it’s scary enough for the lot of us no? Make time for fun and if you need help, ask for it.
A ship and the view of Toronto from Oakville. That one last smokestack line by the ship is the beaches where I am right meow.
I saw a girl plop backwards yesterday into the mud. She fainted. She’s a fainter. I was on the phone in the middle of being scammed by that hot scam of the moment where they pretend to be the CRA and it almost worked. I am still pissed off and stressed about it and probably going to report it. Had I have seen the CBC feature on it last week I wouldn’t have been so stupid and if I wasn’t so sleep deprived and tired on set and had better focus… It was just an absolute gong show but I want people to know what happened to me so they can avoid it too. I can see why old fogies fall for it these guys are VERY crafty at what they do. I want to set them all on fire I could hear them in the background scamming other people it was so believable and I am such an idiot.
They actually wrote back to me. If 1-613-707-3639 calls you IGNORE IT. I flew too close to the flame on that one by God. They had a fake 3 way call with my accountant and I and I bought it. I canceled my credit card but waiting on hold with VISA for ten minutes was an eternity I was like cancel my card right away! Also why did this take you ten minutes to answer in cancellation land and your automated system they could have been depleting my card and most definitely were trying to. I think I lost a year off my life from that I was walking around in circles in the parking lot on my phone I bet the shuttle driver enjoyed the show but then, I canceled it in time and we had wrapped on set – instant relief and elation we went straight to thai food and netflix I had this weird high like, I felt lucky but I felt sick to my stomach at the same time. I have enough bullshit in my life and now these scam artists come along. Great!
The torrential downpour added a nice touch to the gong show of a day. I am never staying up late again before a shoot. Lesson learned.
I just got off the phone with the passport peeps and thankfully my passport is expired and therefore useless to those bastards so once again my laziness has saved the day. I am going to replace it this week. I just need to take a decent photo first. This is fake movie money fyi. Me and another actor took turns passing it back and forth to each other over and over again in the background and pretended to trade corn actually we forgot about the corn and became money OCD fixated instead. Acting is hilarious. I made so many stupid jokes about corn. Sometimes the personality shines through strong bringing joy to all those surrounding me. An AD that morning said I had a great voice when all I said was “no problem” as they were passing through. He said say something again I said, “say something again. Hello good morning how are you.” I need to do voice over work before it’s too late. Sorry all these stories are about me it’s kinda about me and my life here.
Another Raymazing thing to happen to me was my phone went in the pool my first day on set for a different show. I wanted to just give up and die. In this business you see the same actors around on different projects and sets so yesterday we all made fun of me for that. YES that was MY phone. Yes I was THAT girl. I was basically crying when I got my voucher at the end of the day at 5:45am when we wrapped. We did 17 hours. So the last few scenes at the end my face is all fucked up and then I just leave altogeher LMAO. Anyway this photo was on Julian’s phone cos I needed something to post the few days I was phoneless. Nice shot bud. Rob retweeted it I assumed out of passive aggression but he said it was cos he liked the composition pfft.
We just looked at this again for the first time and died laughing. So many questions behind it bahahha. In Future TO was great I hope you made it out to that. We walked the log chute (waterless) at Ontario Place and these idiots were peppering the path along the way. Decapitated deers and other out-there art, nice and retro, nostalgic. Everyone has their Ontario Place memories I kept hearing them all night long plus we bumped into lots of close friends of mine too. We had to get out of the interpretive dance silo asap I cannot keep a straight face during that shit. This guy danced through some papers he made shuffle and flutter all over the place in a spotlight with some crap projected up on the wall put to MEANINGFUL music and narration in a black spandex outfit NOPE too immature for that buddy but good job though. Kyle’s gf from France being majorly into it didn’t help much either cos I immediately wanted to make fun of it with her but then we had to talk about it and I had to pretend like it instead while Kyle and Julian made jokes over in the corner gahaha.
My phone crapped out the next day so I lost all my hoarded pics ho-hum. Luckily I hyper-actively overpost sometimes and could take scraps from facebook and what not. If you haven’t seen your own phone sink to the bottom of a pool before you might imagine how emotional and awful it feels and all the shit that goes through your mind regarding media for clients and your to-do lists. I hope it never happens to you.
He knows how it feels.
This was a Sunday night. Oof. #dreamteam.
It’s Noel! I liked that his installation included a pile of dust and rubbish he couldn’t find a dustbin for. Good ol Noel. There are legendary Noel & company stories it was good to have the gang all back together again. We had oysters and made fun of stuff, yay.
After pooling the audience I picked up these shades that I would have regretted for the rest of my life had I not.
Praying my bodytype will suit the dresses they’ve ordered for us for work. I’m not bragging but I kind of fit in to the 24 age-ish set but sometimes I feel like they really for real think I am. I can do skimpy to a limit. Also I am a little “juicier” lately and you kind of need to be emaciated for some dress styles out there. I don’t lose sleep over it though don’t worry.
The coconut was the best sorbet could do without the rest next time.
Eavesdropping on this patio is pretty sweet. Some kids tried to hustle chocolate bars to all of us it was kind of amusing to see the nerve of them. The host would not let them in so they asked us all one by one over the fence. Oh that city life.
You get accustom to the facial hair then it gets shaved off for a role and you’re like but where is your face?
I wonder if he owns the stables too.
Skulls and cherries.
I love the city but I also lurve the country YEE-HAW!
I am always cleaning up our tickle trunk.
Just going through the motions here.
I will give this hairstyle a whirl again and refine it.
Our new friend/co-worker Danielle was rocking the Charlie’s Angels thing and proclaimed, am I the only one doing it?? I guess you had to of been there.
I was 22 when I made that book. Man I use to be a go-getter af.
Kristin was dressed like a Legoman ILHer. Known her since I was 19. She started Magic Pony fyi.
Nice pic Julian.
Sex on the beach. I needed to be comforted by a ridiculous drink. I didn’t even want to drink. You know how I feel? It reminded me to make a point to drink more cranberry juice if anything else.
Funeral-bound on Saturday.
From the first show I was on. I lost more selfies this is the only pic of me I have. I survived though. Life goes on.
Still trying to make ponchos happen. Now that it’s on tv it might actually happen. Sometimes I wonder if my sense of humour is so dry it just goes right over your head. I am kidding. I don’t care about ponchos.
Earlier that morning I was all, how am I going to get through this day?
There’s no fun in funeral except that there is. You make the best of it I guess. You get to see yer fam. I was pleased that there was no dramz.
When you don’t blog often and then you compile all your selfies at once you see how many you take and you’re like ugh cringe shrug whoops sorry guys. I actually seldom like how I look but you would not know that if you read my blog now would ya!? Being a woman and “aging” really does a number on your self esteem I see mean shit written about me online all the time. I read a crazy one recently in a forum I will not mention about how I better hurry up quick I am old I can’t remember but it definitely left a bad vibe feeling. Anyway. Celebrate when you like how you look and literally everyone else can shut the fuck up who try to bring you down for no reason other than they need some company down there.
Rearranged our room it’s pretty chill now. Staying in the beaches til spring. Pumped. I guess we’ll bring a boxspring in finally despite both owning whole “‘nother” beds, respectively.
Yeah I’ll mail it! Added to the list. I have another one avail for sale if keen lemme know.
Had celebratory dinner in our hood last night. I have been eyeing the jerk chicken in this joint for months. It finally happened. The guy was like okay good luck it’s pretty spicy. I was like pfft I will be the judge of that. I need to be exploited for my spicy tolerance in some capacity. Two napkins later and I was done son. Julian had the lobster grilled cheese.
I got a bite. Dope.
I had a mamosa. Like a mimosa…but in a boot. Um ok. Better with brunch I imagine in between slugs of coffee.
Reminded us of beer fest movie and the boot scene. I got the boot a couple times in drinking this. It gurgles and sploshes on you. Funny.
Julian has to grow his facial hair again for a thing. GREAT.
It’s almost cool enough to rock a hat now without sweating your brains out.
I think I will make this my new FB header. We gave our walk-in office a good tidy today finally.
New hit alert. Julian sent me this song he had made “inspired by me” and kinda about me when I was in Detroit… anyway who knew months later I’d be singing on it with him and it’s getting mixed and mastered af it sounds incredible. Party anthem en route stay tuned dude.
What a pose. Enjoyed playing ball with Hank. Such a sweet dog and I normally “hate” white poodly type dogs I dunno why. Maybe I have seen some manky ones in my time and they all take on the persona of their owner and it’s like yeesh enough.
I hate that I am a Starbucks person but I also don’t care. Call me basic but their Americano misto non-fats have been my jam for years and get me into gear. Give me an sbucks card anytime.
I was feeling my look but also well aware of how much of a fuckin idiot I looked like but guess what during TIFF and in YDS area (puke) you are like a Lady Gaga solid gold dancer to the rest of the flock. I saw chicks eyeing me up and taking notes. Soon daisy duke weather is over though have been known to wear them during winter if attending the right live music act.
It looked grotesque to me I liked it. Kind of a V for vendetta quality? Gothic madness.
We need to preserve what we have though so I am a proponent of the constant upgrading of one’s self (city).
This is the side of that chick’s head from the Snowden movie. She plays his gf. If we had the patience to stick around for Joseph Gordon Levitt I would have jumped on him. Despite promoting the tiff parties at this place you kinda get over it quick. I appreesh tho and I ain’t hating. I saw a lot of friends colleagues peers the last few days on prime king st west and shall again before the film fest is done.
Oliver Stone in the blue blazer with his back to us. I was like, fine I will take pics. It’s amazing what overcomes the crowd when a celebrity appears “I saw things”. Lmao.
He looked right at me. Powerful shit to make eye contact with Oliver Stone while you are waiting for your Hello Kitty bag to be brought down to you. Superfans had Doors posters (the Val Kilmer movie) for him to sign I was like Hell YES Oliver Stoner lets do this! They could not find my bag so I got to go up and get it and then I got to see more like rubbed shoulders while mobbed by people snapchatting it. I was just like I hope no one falls in the pool bye.
I went back to my old stomping foodie grounds to Allen’s on the Danforth and ordered the same three apps I have been imbibing on for a decade and they all taste exactly as they ought to. Was thrilled. Capon wings (rooster!) with real blue cheese and calamari with mongolian fire sauce.
The main showstopper is this blackened potato salad. I almost cried it was so delicious. Was going to get an order to go but that would have been excessive. Go there try it and try and tell me you don’t feel amazing eating this.
I am getting crazy for patios now that summer is over. This tree is 150 years old. Go sit by it. Go outdoors. Go sit in the sun take all the pictures!
The Used played the other night at the Danforth Music Hall. I saw Arcade Fire here and Broods. I tell the same stories each time we pass by it.
I signed with a talent agency. Movies and tv shows here I come! My other job lately is in promotions. It’s zany, pays well and is way non-stressful. If I bartend it needs to be on my own terms and be like, shitty bartending as in holding two highballs in one hand at once while I slosh JD everywhere and pour. Inspired and laid back. Roadhouse. Bukowski. The rest of my talents just get wasted otherwise. I am a peg that can insert into many holes but I find sales is my strongest field with writing falling beneath the umbrella which connects to social media and business.
View access opportunist.
Java house curry pad thai is so good and never changes. It’s bad good type of good. *drools*.
I took this pic of L’il Wayne posters as an example of how cool I still am.
Damn girl the high life is well lit.
Do not give in to FOMO.
I like that there is a lot going on here.
Ten Years of Brass Vixens what!!!!!!!!!!! Thanks gang. Kudos to all.
New happy things bring good vibes along with and help stimulate creativity.
Well if anything I am consistent.
My swag shirt from the ballet thing I did over winter. Swoon. The paint store was quite dramatic. I took a business call while there too #hustle.
It has been an interesting month!
I look like I am accepting an award. Or waiting for one.
Day two with Heather Ha ha. Don’t ask.
So cute. This party was so fun. Took us a few days to recover lmao.
We went for a ridic expensive dinner on the beach (that I paid for!) it was fun. In the middle of depressing winter I will be happy about it. I am a food snob but I will take view over standards any day no matter how many times we were forgotten about in the corner hidden by a tree. Beaches plus twinkle lights had me like.
we ate that. I don’t know who makes the decisions in our minds sometimes.
One of my conceited hand days.
Now I feel like a dick cos this looks pretty amazing. I am a cheese snob how about that. Potent. Give me potency lawda mercy.
In the end, Fella did not crash the convertible into a tree and a towering inferno of emotional flames. This little pupster was here today too. So cute. Grown since this pic. It happens very quickly they become boring adults like the rest of us.
I got to be a sexy beer rep one day. Being a hired hottie is interesting because it makes you act like a hot person but then your real stupid personality spills out and everyone is confused but no, I am a capable beer expert, you just focus on your brand and voila. Plus now we have a new hat to fight over.
Yo! I’ma write this hella quick then bounce and I’d like to see you at 721 Queen St West for some Sunday Funday action with BRASS VIXENS cos it’s the 10 YEAR CELEBRATION PARTY TO-NIZZLE 6-10PM Second Floor and also on the patio! Cheers to TEN YEARS with us. I have been working with Brass Vixens for many years meow and as Shannon‘s personal assistant since April. She said she can ONLY have crazy people working for her (thank god) so yeah that’d be me! Shannon is a sister a boss a friend and a mentor in one.
We have Panago Pizza in the hizzle arriving at 7 plus THREE decadent cakes from Carole’s Cheesecake you’re welcome. We know it’s a long weekend but whomever is in the city and part of the Brass Vixens posse don’t miss it. Face painting! Prizes! Performances! (not me this time I PROMISE) I heard a rumour about a fire performer too which I’ve seen before and will blow your little mind. Hey Hey and co. (those sexy booty shorts) will be there plus you have the opportunity to sign-up with BV on the cheap as big deals have been run all long weekend (tomorrow is a FREE Open House btw) go to that.
Likewise I would love to see some “Little Raymis” out and about too it’s not often I can make time and party with you and not be a nervous shaking horrific mess. Kidding! Anyway I am so proud of the success of Brass Vixens all due to Shannon Crane’s vision and expertise and cray know-how. She is expanding to Vaughan (classes start tomorrow) and Milton… building a studio in Mexico where she part-time lives (WTF!?!?! Nice!) and guess what people. Poledancing is here to stay. It has been TEN freaking YEARS. It’s not easy. I cannot do it very well. I am proud of all the girls on team Vixen they are superstars in their own right and they inspire so many other women. I have seen out of shape chicks turn into athletic champions it’s quite awesomely bananas.
Seeing is believing and I love this crew I am so pumped k xo gotta go see you back here soon or hopefully tonight. To those I know are definitely coming LETS GIVER and to everyone else don’t be shy we won’t bite (much) oh yes dress fun.