mom’s world
in an effort to clean up the mess of my scattered photo collection and due to that, ma brainz, it’s time to round up the misfit shots of last weekend’s past.
hihi! if i throw up some ones you’ve already seen, just chill. i want this to be as painless for me as possible and i’ve been avoiding this post for days now.
look there’s my mom.
look there’e emilia! she was my smart girl competition in elementary school, like, we were THE SMARTEST and in grade four in mrs. falcone’s class the grade fours of us (it was a four/five split) had a progress chart of shame, failure and rewards and bet your ass that emilia and i were neck-and-neck with those shiny-ass star stickers blazing a horizontal trail across the board. i left her a facebook birthday wall comment a couple weeks ago: happy birthday ol sport xo i always considered you my equal intellectual match and challenge, up to grade 4 at least. haha. ♥ and she said i felt the same way. awesome. how ivy league of us. well anyway it was amazing to see her show up and i have facebook to thank. all it takes is a little hello, yeah?
here come the tracey shots.
it was slammed.
and we got slammed on belvedere. thanks guys!
mom and a cat. fascinating.
sent them to the drake, they bailed for terroni cos they didn’t see anyone their age. i see old coots there all the time, hot silver foxes and the like but i guess city people look younger unlike suburban people. city people cling to the dream longer and thus, act younger, look younger, right? was probably a bit too early too.
burlesque crew.
my ladies.
it’s nice to have my mom take photos of crap i see and take for granted in the city all the time, even for you too right? to us it’s meh, to them it’s great. new eyes on the scene.
casie‘s shirt fell open. it’s the burlesque. happens.
i’ll be having a do-over with these broads tonight. i hope we behave ourselves.
i know i’ll at least be slightly behaved.
ooh la la.
starlight really jazzed up the place.
none of this tonight mom.
meow!
photographed the same shoes the night prior. like mother like daughter. except she rips off all my styles.
haha one of my moves. “you can talk about cha cha, tango, waltz or the rumba.” that’s my rumba.
that’s my stink eye.
mom doesn’t leave anything out. ever.
strip it good.
me and brown barbie. loved sabrina’s smug outfit, girl knows what she’s doing.
raegan looked amazing.
back at the drake. maybe they couldn’t stand the stiff wall of toronto self importants?
mom where the hell was this?
she’s got something on the brain.
she neurotically texts me ALL DAY LONG with the same questions and updates while i’m BUSY and rehearsing. every fucking time. i need an assistant to handle my mom’s calls. she’s like we’re at terroni are you coming? no i’m not coming i’m dancing til the very last second and doing makeup omfg.
talkin’ burlesque shop, like when men talk shop except in lingerie. man’s world my ass.
classic toronto. i must have a pic of this somewhere in my archives.
how funny is it that my performance dress matched the one my mom wore? of course that happened.
i heard lois is planning a vegas trip for us girls. yes we are insane.
this looks like a molten lava cake?
adore this pato. did lois like it mom?
i knew she would take a photo of that.
i don’t really recall what was going on here, clem was wheeling us a limo ride, so was my mom, i was trying to round up the herd for adventurehouse, the driver had customers inside that wouldn’t be out til 2.30 so we were like perfect, take us for a ride and then drop us off at salvador darling. fun and done. i look like a dutch hooker. nice! i think i caught a cold from this night, running around pdale without a top on. quite the stir. mom and lois said everyone at adventurehouse has ADD they loved it.
tim and my mom. practically family. he comes to everything i invite him to. adorable.
we did shots when we left and that’s when things got crazy immediately pile into black light limosene blasting LIKE A G6 (and i remember what lucas said about someone at his work saying, “now what exactly is a g6??” bahahahha. it’s a plane someone else said) with strobe lights being tossed and turned seat to seat through the streets it was really fun. my mom was yelling shit to people to drunks on sidewalks and they were egging her on holy crap where’s the cameramen when you need them? DRINK RESPONSIBLY PEOPLE.
haha what is this that help i’m on a japanese tv show set-up? whatever show is starring these people, i am watching it.
arbus.
ballin’.
it was very bawdy. loved it. watched burlesque last night too, it is terrible but thoroughly enjoyable, xtina looks hot in it, must be pre-booze fat cos isn’t she scary right now? it’s sad when we age and bloat.
yeah no big deal toronto. love our city and it’s diff neighbourhoods. the pork chops live here, the wops over there, polaks up roncess… is this racist if i am doing hardware store bronx persona? also if i love these people? grew up with them. there is some lady somewhere being offended right now but i don’t care, if i had a mic in my hand walking around in a sexually ambiguous sarah silverman get-up you’d be howling. MY BEST FRIEND IS BLACK! ha.
i want these. drawn to creepy antique toys. to flamboro in fall! dad, you down?
thank you sabrina! i have garters all over the place at home now. thanks again nearly naked!
i walked through the crowd to find my pasty. couldn’t. but also it was calling to me, people’s roving hands and arms pulling you in and saying how awesome you are EGO VORTEX HANG TIGHT! plus i had a flashlight. where the fuck am i?
look how artistic my mum is good for you! being autistic helps, surely. my mom wrote the gayest blog post called MY SHUTTER WORLD once about her relationship with her camera, it was actually pretty sweet albeit TMI for a daughter or maybe that i relate to it too much also, i did it first dude. mom are we sisters?
i’d bag a dude in any of the following.
am i losing my abs? ack!
mom why are you so hidden? creepy!
come to mumma.
twins.
ping pong anyone? just a sec, lemme wave in this plane first.
we had a nice dance take down to whatcha waiting for like those wrestling twins from the 80s, 90s?
mom and a brussels griffin. i said it was the dog from as good as it gets then my mom kept repeating a quote from a different jack nicholson movie and i just spat laughter onto the sidewalk with my hands on my knees. ok time to go.
next time more ruffles.
mom collects hobos and has too soft a spot in her heart for them.
love dancing with the cape. it can get pretty sexy. i started a new dance yesterday.
can you see me?
bono?
ooh dreamy.
final change. in future i’m going to slap my pasties on at the very last second and use tape. i don’t know how i got pasties to work when i was 19.
hmmmystery.
lois is checking me out.
heehee.
clem i have bruises all over my knees from this.
ain’t she pretty.
haha mom’s drunk!?
take your medicine.
ok that’s that brb time for the seventh inning stretch!
wasn’t yelling, I was just saying Hi , hows your night but didn’t realise everyone on Queen Street was Attention Deficit Disorderly too!
you can buy those rabbits and old playboys from the Drake antique boutique.
Does colleague get jealous of my edgy digital photography:)?
doubt it
post the shutter world piece if you find it. I forget what I wrote but may have been emotional at the time. Wait till you get to my age, you forget everything you write but the photographic mind remains acute.
yes part creative, autistic,tourettes,ADD. People like hanging out with us but they don’t realise what what a struggle it can be being a noncomformist in a conformist world. The camera is an apendage addiction but you end up tuning out relationships.
can you link this post on your facebook, so I can link it?
I saw the irony in the stolen riches photo and I have a big heart for street people because underneath it all, is basically a sad person with diagnosed or undiagnosed mental health disorders. If you can keep that in mind, there would be more help and compassion.
That griffen gives great hugs, but his breath wasn’t making it!
not drunk, was a sweat box in that place, lots of hot air:)
mid blink? just kidding mom. what are you wearing tonight?
mom i need to give you a side/section on my blog like, mom’s corner. oh wait i already have that it’s called MY COMMENTS. zing!
can you give me a side corner for my photos?
I was thinking of wearing black since its a black tie event
Question. When does mom’s burlesque carrer start?
Waiting and wanting
Rebly
black is boring but you’ll blend in with the cast performers who all wear black. i was thinking of wearing black too. my dress is super short though.
The only burlesque I do is a private one for the cat:)
I’m going to wear black with heels tonight so wear heels. Lois better or she will be “a little person”
so, will you give me a photo spot for your blog?
my entire blog needs to be revamped. we’ll see.
http://farm7.static.flickr.com/6123/6014936585_64674f4d40_z.jpg
http://farm7.static.flickr.com/6005/6013267997_a066402bdb.jpg
and you better be on time!
By the way, in that limo driver shot
Teacher is down on his knees with some starlet
no, I want an answer right now so all your readers can see it!
you never showed me the photo but watch how you say things, that’s not how it happened. on his knees FOR a burlesque performer, not starlet. you’re ridiculous now go get ready stop distracting me.
Why do the pussy cats have all the fun…… I was going to say just pussy’s but I didn’t want it to cum off rude
But my dreams are crushed regardless. I but you have a great rear end (ass). Like mother like daughter
3ebly
MOM FUCK OFF. i have to pick another outfit, colleague says it’s too short.
rebly are you purposely spelling incorrectly hahahhaa
mom, the mayor will be there so don’t do anything stupid. PLEASE.
No but working and posting on blogs leaves no time for spellcheck
good point good point. A for effort. i think my mom rejected you dawg.
I know harsh right. She just dosnt know how pretty I am
Lol
Rebly
I have an imaginary cat
don’t swear at me, very rude, unladylike and unbecoming
very Kardashian of you
Ok but you should say yes to the photos because I could die tomorrow
tell colleague to FUCK OFF, I’m wearing a short black dress and heels.
learn how to spell colleague first. you push me to swear at you.
K I’m ready, wearing short black lacey dress
nude shoes
black hairband
your shazam bling rings
necklace from south beach
burberry perfume to entice Dan Aykroyd to our table
do you think it might work?
is rebly the guy who fluffs your pillows?
Is this a comment section or an IM channel?
Mom, wear what you want. Know that a portion of the evening is in pitch black with fold down chairs like it was a 1980 cineplex. Comfort may be more of a consideration in light of, was my suggestion to R.
yes he is mom.
K Colleague sorry, didn’t know you were reading
Lois is on her way, a bit late after attending a funeral
when she gets here, typically I give her the address for whatever venue we are attending and she keys it into her GPS
Then she tells me all her latest gossip while I watch the road and help her to avoid accidents.
So far its worked except for getting beeped at multiple times and once she drove over a cement block. Also there have been situations where guys catch up to us and they remind her thats shes driving around without her lights on.
your burlesque night, she got a whopping parking ticket. Its always a wonder making it home alive:)
oh no how much was the ticket for?
The ticket was 40 or 50 and she just looked at it and said pfft, like chump change
then she figures out a way to make more money
oh by the way
we took a taxi to find the car after your limo guy took as to the other side of the tracks
the taxi guy couldn’t find the street so we had to get out and find it ourselves at 3:00 in the morning.
You know what Queen Street is like at that time of night? Glassy eyed party goers chowing down on pizza
welcome to the life ladies!
Gruff I mean maybe but I’ve cleaned mysef up. Freah cut trimed beard. Golden brown tan. Really hard to resist
Rebly
Its now thundering and sky getting darker by the minute. This is going to be a wild drive in.
I might as well be a one woman comment show on here
readers can be lazy asses.
My God its 5:00 and the event starts at 6:00….shes really late this time.
Ok still waiting, mini tornado happening here
pouring rain, thunder and lightning
ladies potted plants next door just blew down the street
The QEW must be totally at a stop
visability is very poor
great
here comes the hail and the fence looks as if it will blow down
big balls of hail let me take a photo
Lauren, the whole streets flooded and the front lawn is covered in hail. Coming your way next…..
well it’s about 7:15 over there now. hope you made it tk
Oh, I did
The famous people players,Dan Akroyd & Toronto Mayer are on my facebook now
Highlight of the evening, holding hands with Dan Akroyd
i love spotting my friends in your pics http://farm7.static.flickr.com/6146/6039396941_5baf5ea8c5.jpg such as the girl in the bunny ears and her boy on her right.
now i’m sad i missed out on your burlesque night, looks great with adventurehouse and all! maybe next time… i don’t think i’m the burlesque type…
um that was my photo of the bunny ears girl, they were with a long table of people celebrating at tetroni
and yes, I loved that patio with the european feel to it.
too bad Kathleen you weren’t invited to thier private party
you can give her hell now!
mom you are a shit disturber hahah. those are ears are cheesy.