just wait til the rest of the mayor and dan aykroyd pics and from paula and colleague too. swoon double whammy exposure in heaven. this really has been the greatest summer ever and i am sorry but i deserve it. i work hard i play hard and last summer i was pretty emo. ah-kay. inspired love this city xoxo bon soir! oh and i’m on my period too so i’m part insane plus wired from the 5 energy road drinks. GAHHH! it looks like in bruges (the movie) out my window i’ll have to show you my view, i think we are looking at chateau frontenac? a castle? there’s a turkish bath downstairs!!!!!

after our long drive here you definitely do not feel at all in a rush to drive back. oh man. can’t wait to see the city tomorrow in the day after we’re done hotel forting it up. this is so national lampoon’s euro vacay walking through this hotel, VERY old school. PLUS french people aren’t rude at all! they all want to talk to me and cannot believe i don’t speak fluent french, i fit right in. questions: when is last call and does our OHIP cover us in quebec? i’d add pics to this post but they’re all blurry and dark. i took a lot of shots on the car ride in.

bon soir!

hitting the road as soon as i can stuff my favourite clothes into my suitcase which hasn’t been unpacked ONCE since june. ridiculous. the last time i went to quebec city i was 13 so this is going to be a mega-treat. all i want are cobblestones in the sunshine, windy twisty whimsical lanes, wildflowers spilling out of windows, maybe a crepe or two, and that is what baby gets. here’s some blackberry shots from last night. i met the mayor and dan aykroyd and let tracey the minx pounce on them. can’t wait to see the shots. dinner was lovely, the entertainment, stellar. there’s something truly very special about the fpp – famous PEOPLE Players theatre where everything went down last night. the entire staff who serve you, work, train in the banquet hall and kitchen are also the performers in the show, and these amazing people are all, how do i say this, special? they’re savants, various shades of learning disabilities, some have down syndrome, all walks really, and they are incredible. so many happy tears in the room last night, we were blown away. i am in full support of this theatre and can see why mr. aykroyd is so endeared to it as well. some cast members/staff have been there for decades! diane is a saint. i’ll tell you more about it when i get the rest of my shots from my little princess perch in gay ol quebec.

they razzed him a lot and got him up dancing during some numbers. i’m glad he wore his white shirt so i could keep my eyes on him the entire time.

there’s the mayor! we only f’d with him slightly. turns out slightly is all you need. his brothers were there too, they are identical. i am waving to rob ford with the rob ford puppet at this point in time. you don’t feel humiliation when you order bottles of champagne for the table. practically invincible.

everyone was pawing and clawing their way for a moment but the twin towers (mom and i) killed it. one woman comes over and says hello mayor I”M a mayor too! meanwhile his arm is wrapped around my and mom’s waists. the buzzards hated us. dan aykroyd wouldn’t stop squeezing my mom’s hand or let her go when he walked not even halfway across the room and was swarmed by more blue hair vultures in ball gowns. it was such a scene. loved it. i was invited to city hall. you have less than a second to spit out what you want so of course i said I AM CANADA’S MOST FAMOUS BLOGGER. you could say anything and they’d believe it. i basically said I AM CANADA’S FASTEST UNICYCLE RIDER. in the real world, blogging is irrelevant still to many.

hand holding evidence. we could construct any story we wanted now right? mom kept saying, we’re gonna be partying with him tonight. yeah ok i will give you $100 if you can make that happen. i also egged her on to go get this photo but then when she got up to do it i couldn’t watch, SO AWKWARD, couldn’t look away either. our table was a riot, rob told my mom (a different rob not the mayor) that she was hilarious and another table of dudes he knew thought she was a famous tv personality. we had two personal photographers with us shooting us, we were a scene. also, lois looked ultra hot and also, i called the mayor tom ford a few times. whoops. HAHAH.

we toasted to paul newman.

oh man so many old people in the house with old people accounts like that 95 year old chick over there, she gave my mom an earful. mom has the propensity to extract people’s life stories (i do too) she comes back to the table with this woman finding her independence and what not and other tales. ok now can you do that again but with dan aykroyd please.

the table to be seated at. that’s paula beside me i know she has a lot of good shots, so on the ball. before i’d get up to pull a prank i’d pinch her, motion with my head, and we’d make our way like platoon through the room, stalking our prey.

clearing up space on my phone haha.

almost wore the blue dress behind me last night i would have murdered my colleague. i’m like, i want to wear my short black dress, too slutty? then he picks up paula and SHE is wearing a short black number and even dorothy, chris woods hot wife was wearing a short black dress very similar to mine. i would have looked ridiculous in that blue thing last night. ridiculously hot, but still ridiculous all the same.

smile melodie you’re too cute.

all roads lead to adventurehouse. do you know how many people are confused over the name of this dj night and think it’s our actual monthly house party? do you ever SEE any pictures of a house party you morons?

such a pro that the morning after a gig i’ll still get up and do the thing. shopcatch kicked off their launch with captain raymbo first. long story short, i’s awesome.

luckily i’ve got the brit pedigree to assimilate with one kate middleton. keep it matriarch with the pearls and no one’ll know the diff.

stella gaga. loves her mummy. put up zero fuss about this.

black tie is for lovers. they didn’t stand a chance. that is actually a shirt. thanks steph!

they did a blues brother number too. perfect!

thanks for the china glaze bronwyn! green always photographs brilliantly.

sample of the show. it’s crazy. they walk out into the audience in black jumpsuits and it’s like 3D all wild to disco fever tunes. if you sit in the front row prepare to be messed with. after the show my mom and i jumped the stage and played with all the props, they had a foam dan aykroyd bottle of wine. so much work goes into the props and it shows. take your kids to this or your grandfolks.

these are my new friends.

au revoir!

i burned my tush on the hood/grill of the limo, click for the scream.

for all burlesque appearance/inquiries email: alex@raymitheminx.com.

*shots by becca and tristan.

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!