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are you ready for the shit show? too bad if not i’m rolling it out anyway.

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we begin at mercatto. a special place to me, albeit the other location on toronto street (ave?) we went to the bay location and i walked in alone and every yuppie head turned to look at me, i was super shy but played it cool and went out front to immediately explode about it. i didn’t get (read) the memo in my itinerary that we had changed locations to meet at. no problem everyone pile back in the cab van.

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a. stewart and c. stewart. cute.

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i was kind of a stress bag. i had my session at tmr that morning then rushed home to shower pack dash to meet alen to get another camera (which i didn’t use once, i need another flash card) then to mercatto (the wrong one) and then settle in for a pow wow meeting pre-flight. it didn’t take long for the mania to subside, thanks to light stella. the party had begun. i am super high strung, i was stressed cos i wanted to make sure adventurehouse was ready and i know from history we all have a tendency to take our sweet fucking time. it’s hard to organize people when you yourself are a basket case.

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many hot men in this restaurant, women too. i complimented many chick’s outfits and received compliments in return. everyone was drinking wine, at noon. walking out of there chatty and buzzed. must be nice to have liquid high-end lunches all the time. one man said ciao to me when i smiled at him as he left and i was like lucas go after him and get his card NOW at the same moment monika started speaking about our next whatever from the itinerary. missed connection yet again. she said anything you want we will do for you no questions asked. i said ok well i wanted him and you just cock blocked me. hahah. that chick is awesome.

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casie will only eat deep fried things.

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i ordered the calamari. asked for hot peppers. blew my mind inside out. am i doing any damage with all the heat i consume? maybe we should go to mitzi’s tonight so i can have mados. darius are you around?

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driving everybody insane whilst simultaneously intriguing the shit out of them was the theme of our NYE spree.

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le smokers.

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i wore my red hoodie all weekend long.

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ya ya etc etc

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maybe subconsciously casie’s furry vest got me to buy one? only realising it now.

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stew was right hung too. what a champ.

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i look like fuck’n ray charles in those shades. i want new shades.

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wherever i go without fail i leave a total collection of things behind. such a hoarder. with many needs and demands.

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i called stew a thousand times on the way to the restaurant, he finally answers (or calls me back) totally hiding how not prepared he is. are you packed? yes, yes i am. SO wasn’t packed. i’m glad he lied to me. laughed my head off when he said i totally wasn’t even packed. always protect me from extra stress if you can manage it fyi everybody. i bet i will have a heart attack by thirty. a friend of mine had two by 25. seriously.

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we were here for awhile.

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can you spot monika’s name? it’s not spelled the same way but i interrupted everybody to let them know her name was sort of up there.

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i need more head bows. it’s seriously important.

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more bling too.

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there’s my girl.

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lucas was drinking pilsner. show off.

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melodie i want to borrow that shirt.

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who looks like ray charles now?

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cheese boutique has one of these high up angled mirrors. so chic. i also really like staring at myself from above.

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last one legsy then off to the island.

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party posse. guys you are hired. all you have to do is look good, have fun, and look good.

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you’re on probation.

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we did so much in 72 hours couldn’t even keep track of time or the day. excuse me, now don’t make fun of me for asking this but what day is it?

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the contest winners were in the airport already we were excited to scope them out.

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talkin’ shit stance. hands on hips. mm hmmm. snap snap.

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when i have a sad panda friend i always tell them there are more colours in the world than just grey (to inspire happy thoughts) can you imagine road testing that line looking at this fuckin’ picture right now? pfft. sayonara toronto.

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yellow dude is the contest winner. they all sat behind us and drove me up the wall and got me a talking to for being loud and then enemies with our stewardess. the blond girl always gets singled out, oh she has personality and loud clothing so we’ll talk to her. FT.

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to make enemies with an entire plane all you have to do is travel with friends and all sit near each other.

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i had travel shiny nose. ran out of powder that day.

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we drank a lot on the plane. naturally. mmm tastes like free keep ‘em comin’.

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stew brought his suspenders just for me. everyone in mtl had suspenders on and bow ties. it pissed us off.

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the rule for us was cock block if there are creepers present and we’re siblings if it’s someone we like. we ended up just cock blocking one another like crazy i guess. you see two blondes who both dress zany hugging and stumbling and yelling around the room and dancing like monkeys you gotta assume they’re a pair. i didn’t really mind i was there to be with my friends and enjoy them not some french peen.

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such a short flight to montreal. i could see having a boyfriend there and flying once a month though i’d prefer one a little more local.

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casie and her andy ipad.

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melodie awkwardly on display waiting for the loo. i went and waited but a guy was in there for ages so i gave up and i also didn’t want turbulence to knock my naked ass out of there with my jumper tangled up around my ankles. bloated city.

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liiiiiiiiiiiiiimo.

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we were very happy campers.

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poor monika rode with the contest babies in the stretch suv which we nicely let them have. based on how hyper we were in our limo i can only imagine how loud that ride was hahaha.

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and the first song to come on was alejandro. perfect moment.

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thanks inq! buds for life.

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not even going to pester stew for shots i know i look retarded in all of them. he zooms in real close and gets my fat laughing face.

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sigh if stew was into chicks i’d so make him my boyfriend. look at that piece of ass. he’s perfect.

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oh right i forgot why i was hired for this campaign, this is how we do it, professional indie party girl at your service. not only do i play the game, i break it to fucking pieces.

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it’s not exploitation if you’re all about it and genuine.

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holy fuck did we move in to this goddamn limo five hundred pictures later much?

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quick everybody place long distance roaming calls on the company dime just because. just kidding everybody i’d want to talk to at that point in time was already with me. maybe i should have called melodie. oh that’s right we sent each other hungover stupid DM’s throughout the weekend. her: hi pretty me: hiiiiiii her: uisegfsfgdskj me: hiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiii so useless hahaha.

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my niece is going to love this phone. must remember to un-sync my fb and twitter and email.

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but does it contend with this relic?

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there better be a bottle of veuve in my fucking room when i get to it.

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melodie called the driver just to say hi.

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and that she couldn’t talk right now, very busy.

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home base. finally. funny how quick everyone turns to referring to their hotel as home when you’re out shopping or dining, like, ok when we get home we’ll check your suitcase. you mean, hotel home? cute. that’s a universal meme right there.

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your VIPs have arrived. i don’t even want to know what our collective booze/room service bill was. actually yes i do. a mini bottle of champagne was 85 bucks. we ordered a billon beers.

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ooh la la.

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check in time gets me jacked. so much adrenaline. you’re so close, almost there. it’s all hurry up and wait.

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excuse us we are working. yes, working IT.

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i want to be a rich girl.

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having a chill out drink in the lounge while waiting for our rooms to get out of our handler’s hair. they bring you your martini and then an extra martini. that’s very smart or very stupid on their part, albeit generous. i drank it like water. check the inq 3g face plate on stew’s phone that comes with your cell. groovy.

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look at me being blown away. i love the little extras. it has its own mini ice modern chair house and i have to bribe friends to hang out with me.

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casie had a caesar.

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we partied here later on after we settled into our rooms and changed.

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my room. 618. i didn’t turn on the tv once.

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i want to live in a hotel forever like eloise. we both have the same mental capacity, live in our heads, and blond hair and ridiculous outfits. i just need to get a pet turtle with a red bow wrapped around it.

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i had moments of pure elation when i was alone in there looking out the window hugging myself happily zoning into my internet zen mode. nothing like a new space.

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i should have been chain smoking naked in the window but i don’t smoke but you know, or a semi-nude bohemian unemployed brooding hot musician pacing around. next time.

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casie is so gaga sometimes. it’s great.

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these would be perfect if they weren’t so blurry.

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who cares you know what we look like.

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if you don’t close the shower curtains you can totally watch people use the toilet which we almost saw one of us do before i swooped in and saved them. i am a nice girl. sometimes. in fact, yesterday the red flag told me he’s never heard me say one bad thing about a person ever.

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no puffing allowed. it’s ok we know how to work around that.

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that concludes round one for now. watch this video of us on the way to the club for NYE having a balloon fight which i totally instigated and wouldn’t stop. melodie was pissed cos she worried her hair would get messed up. oh whatever melodie you cut it all off like sigourney weaver there’s NOTHING to mess up.

LOVE YOU LONG TIME!

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here’s us in the hallway and i unfortunately clicked video off literally one second before walking right into a wall. i was filming so my depth perception of reality was off plus piled on top of that was a gauntlet of intoxicants. i have another video of the aftermath of everyone laughing at me though i’ll share later.

we got a noise complaint in my room so we left for casie and stew’s. gee i wonder why we had a complaint haha.

unrelated video featuring a little red ant.