Hi guys! SOS Strung Out Sunday in full effect and I have no time for this so it’s gonna be pics and no words this time but you never know it’s hard for Raymbo to shut it so mebbe I’ll throw a craption or two in there, we’ll see. (we won’t cos I didn’t).
The title of this post is what my tv show would be called. Or my motto. Or my face! Shut up. No you. Don’t steal my ideas people steal enough of them already Lawdy knows.
So I finally met team Killigrew. The Killibro boys have a clothing line of tees for men and women (they are axeing the women’s line for some stupid reason though) and they also party their brains out like me so we are now breast friends naturally.
I chose the rounded neck tees cos I think they are more hipster appropes however the V shirt looks rather fetching on my frame so now I want one of those too. I didn’t want to be too greedz. Act aloof at first that’s how you get MOAR.
Let the missus neck you. Teehee.
Damn girl look at that rock! If I was desperate I’d hate you! But I’m not so I don’t. I didn’t even put it together that Nicole and Jeff (Bro from above) were an item. These chums are so fun times I felt ten years younger just acting like spring break together for a coupla hours at this pop-up I was invited last minute to by Mijana (smart move girl) which I think came by way of the Menkes video from yesterday. Yesterday was productive for me because I got a lot of blog business shit organized mentally. That’s all it really takes for me to get back on track again. Ideas become things quickly thanks to social media.
Still got it. Killigrew invited me to the pop stand too and I was like bro I am already go-eeng OMFG right. I said that Bech was too tarded to get me the shirt she already got off ‘em from the night I bailed on bottle service at NYOOD. I like that I have a party reporter assisant in a besticle like Becky. We are going to have a goodbye partio hang cos she’s going to Kingston and I’m going to Aruba. This is how prepared I am for Aruba: 0.
I came away with this one. And also in the other colour.
This is how happy Blackberry users are when they meet. Seriously. I think we all know why that’s sad. I like Jeff because he reminds me of an old friend I lost in the divorce.
I am a genius. Spiral staircase shots. I bet we could get 4, or 5, the planet!
Sorry for spillage on your shirt. It was Grey goose so, you know, whatever.
Hole Watch 2012 still going down. A bit more ripped as I was getting ready. The pants are too big on my hips so I hike them up and they’re way too skinny on my thighs comparatively the hole, she grows. I am stubborn and cheap. They’re J Brand and I wiped out wearing them on my longboard and the knee didn’t even rip. No one can tell there’s a hole except for when I make a point to show it to EVERYBODY.
It’s like West Side story meets Easy Rider.
That’s a classic.
Spike bracelet made with love.
No really.
I love this mural.
Mom I don’t need muscle. I hate when people tell you shit about your body that you are already cool with. ps. I have muscle. Just you wait Tracey in Aruba you will all be crying as I do twirls around you in the pool.
I like holding food especially if it is novelty sized large.
Oh darling.
Muchos gracias. I like my new friends @Killigrew Boys very much! I asked where Nicole was at one point and Jeff said oh probably shots with rich old men bahah. Btw Local on the D-forth, dig it. I’m going back in two weeks for a review. It felt like being on vacation yesterday cos I never go there and because of summer and patios everywhere it felt like a whole new place. Look at all these old people eating so late at night. It’s a great neighbourhood how could you not go take a stroll? Also coincidentally the one dude who bailed on me for Jay-Z+Kanye West (lives there at home with his folks who still give him date money he’s greek and I never boned him which is why he keeps trying) texted me last night. He is relentless. I told him to f-off around xmas when he blew it and have maintained a f-k you radio silence since and he still periodically hollas at me his efforts are fascinating and dumbfounding.
I wore this to drop off my bike and then walked home in it. The fabric is like sex. Okay I don’t want to say that but too late. I don’t know much about fashion or care I just want it. You know? The material is 100% Modal and it’s uber soft, I don’t own anything like it. The cut and style is obvy very fashionable I know my mom is going to want one. Steve told me all about the quality of the t-shirt the Killigrews hooked him up with. He’s an up and coming hair stylist is what I said, see, I’m a good publicist too, connector, you name it I’ll friggin’ do it. But it turns out they have all these common interests anyway so everybody gained. I said to the K boys that I dig their work. They’re selling a lifestyle not just a t-shirt. That’s the secret.
Had a coffee before heading in because that’s what lifers gotta do.
Loved your little pop-up party Mijana, anytime, I’m your girl! I took one of your pr print outs to plagiarize at a later date, kudos ;).
See you in the shower.
Dear @PlayboyEnergyCA, I didn’t know which one to pick and I was hurrying out the door so I took several. I forgot to add #PBENation on it though but I think you’ll all get the point. xo Raymi the Playmate aka Sir Hugs-a-Lot. TGIF!
Love you bros!
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Remember this? I covered all of my favourite Queen & King Street terrain to University and back again to show you what’s up in my world plus the girls covered their favourite naybe hang spots too. We smooshed it all together and voila: a professionally shot and edited video sponsored by Menkes (thanks guys!) that is how we roll. ENJOY!
Big-ups to my Camera girl Heather for her amazing camera and her skills also her assistant Crystal. It was fun filming, being filmed and producing my part in this. I want to lend a special thanks to Brassaii and Spin, they treated Raymi to the VIPLEASE treatment. I didn’t want to just ambush everyone so on the second day of shooting I DM’d Zanette ahead of time on a whim to see if she’d nibble (She does their pr) and while that coverage didn’t make the final cut I think HKD and I can do something with that footage, likewise the photos on the patio with Stella the dog who also makes her vlog debut in the Menkes video.
Fun fun super fun.
I’d love to get better at hosting, well, scrap that, I AM better now. Thank yew *takes bow*.
Stella and I went on an adventure together. Her first cab ride! I think? Also, I look like Eileen (my nana) huge time.
I had a drink here, no, two, and thank you so much Brassaii ILU. Then we had on the house tacos at Spin. I love Spin. LOVE. I took my mom Lois and Bech there afterward (after dinner at Habits) for ping pong so it was worth their while (it always is with bloggers) and next women’s tourny mom and I are def attending. We’re uber competitive.
This was the very beginnings of summer, okay spring. Now that we are in the throes of it this video helps me stop, reflect and appreciate it. I am a major sun worshiper. Is there a god? No. But there is a sun and that is enough for me. Shamon-RA! (Sun king chant that Heaven on BBUK sang out to the sun every time she was out in the yard haha she so cray).
It was a closed set shoot on the patio so Stella was allowed. We had a nice tour of the inside of Brassaii and learned about the history of that old-ayse building. So grand.
Stella loves her mummy.
I made papillon hair.
Divalicious. Now I’m like okay lets go do what we just did at Brassaii but at Spin. Remember when Susan Sarandon wouldn’t pose for a photo with me (a story that is now infamous and oft-repeated) at the opening gala? I really wish she did now, haha, but anyway life is funny and I keep going back so her Rocky Horror powers worked on me.
Intern stayed out with the dog while Heather and I had tacos and I played a Spin employee (kitchen guy or bus boy lol) in a round of ping pong. He was good, but so was I.
There she was justa walkin’ down the street!
Singing doo wa diddy diddy dum diddy do. Not to give in to “the man” or anything but I play for team Starbucks. I like Second Cup but there’s less of them to go around it feels.
Beer sample line-up. I didn’t imbibe, Brassaii hooked it up enough for me on that front ;).
Glad I wore these shorts and that they will be forever encapsulated in corporate film now that they are gone the way of the forgotten bag in a taxi cab. Can I get a count on how many times I’ve blog mentioned that to date? I’d say 3 times now. A super fan LR (Little Raymi)(or a Lauren Raymi haha) has gotta know.
Look how clothed everybody is also look how gorgeous this neighbourhood is in spring. I love running along King (or Queen) and checking out all the peeps, smiling and singing my way through them. Yesterday a guy ran backwards with me while I sang No Reply (practicing for a future Dr. Robert gig) and pretty much every single person I blazed by loved it. Gotta love a cray. I look forward for going for a jog or two in Aruba. You get to let your freak flag fly on vacays, hurray.
Angelo knows the owner of this place. They do grilled cheese sandwiches too. The mural in there is tres adorablah.
I love british culture, the awning here is reminiscent of little candy shops. I am into buildings and architecture, bricks, seriously. Why am I going here ahaha. Anyway, there’s a reason King st. is so populated with movers and shakers, yuppies, chic elites, revelers because it is a great stretch of playground and there is something for everyone. When I used to see an older man when I was twee I never forgot this bit of advice he told me about getting rich and it is to live and be around rich people, live amongst them, it rubs off on you. I didn’t really understand what that really meant at the time other than nursing a martini in Yorkville as slooooowly as I possibly could but now I get it. Start hitting up those joints because they’re more grown-up. I’m an adult now (but don’t tell my younger demographic brands please shhhhhh).
The one that got away. I see.
There’s your friend the CN Tower. I walked on it and don’t you ever forget it!
Cooler than Bueller. I was most proud of passing the breathalyzer test. HA.
Stella and I were pooped and my feet hurt. But we were satisfied with our hard work. Lets do it again sometime @menkesLife and welcome to the neighbourhood!
Stella rewarded herself with…
A nice crap! Doesn’t she look like a little reindeer? When we cuddle on the couch she looks like a kangaroo. If you can marry a dog I would marry her.
Then I got dressed like a gold digger and prepared for dinner. What an action packed day.
Nail party tomorrow night at Magic Pony!
It gets better (or worse depending on how you look at it) as it goes on. More psychedelic. More more more. Far out maaaan. Bye! If this is blocked cos of matching third party content then I suck. What else is new? EVERYTHING! They were just private before. This one below too yay!
Trying to be as skinny as possible looking here because I am hanging out backstage with the models. Oh hi there didn’t hear you come in lets start at the beginning. Or the end. That sounds more romantic.
Also, must start posing better or period. This not giving a shit thing can only take you so far.
Thank you for being my date Rebeck-uh all the time for all these thing-thangs I do-doo kay? Appreesh! Even though we squabble and it’s your fault I forgive you and I love you. Side shout out to whispers!
My lips were washed out.
Yeah buddy! 2 Broke Girls out on the town again seein’ how the other half live. Rich people are insane and a sight to behold. I love a good study.
Little baby pinky nail did not make it through the night. I suck therefore I am.
Bunhead was my favourite person to look at. Okay I had a top ten list. She is the sister of one of the regular male models that strut their shit down the runway Tuesday nights at Cube (RIP Ultra) and no summer is complete without douching it up on the patio there a coupla times.
I liked her red Louis and told her as such as she pushed it into my back trying to squeeze by me. She replied to me thanks girl like I was her floor scrubbing maid. FUN!
Let the games begin. One girl fell down the stairs afterward, she was okay, but that was one of the highlights for me. They got to sashay the catwalk several times which I liked because then I got to fantasize over what I would do with a full minute of attention up there. It would be awesome and then I would fall down the stairs at the end exactly like the one model did. Cool.
We had a really fun time as a matter of fact. If we play our cards right maybe our own bottle service booth. A bottle of Smirnoff is $150. Such a bargain lol.
Right? I love it. Mom, you and Lois could fit in here there are a lot of rich drunken cougars and it’s teeming with men. Trace bring your A-game.
My Kate Spade bag is quite durable. Stew got it for me from her Film Fest party at The Harbord Room last summer. I miss my Stewy.
I thought I was going to be a-scared of being on a vespa. My ex had a Triumph crotch rocket and I loved that at first but then I got fat and nervous and once he had the cow he didn’t have to take it for motorcycle rides anymore (I hope you are appreciating the imagery here) but anyway, the fear is gone Tommy Chong! I love that shit. I bet colleague is pissed cos I talked him out of getting one because I was secretly (and vocally) afraid of being on one, plus my hair and makeup would be a wreck by the time we got to the gig.
My first time at Sadie’s diner. They are liquor licenseless but that’s a good thing for a floozy boozy like me. A mimosa would have hit the spot though.
This post is going to be ridinkulously non-sensical and time disjointed because that’s how I uploaded everything and who’s to lie, how I live too. I just realized the weekend was over. It’s Tuesday. I learn lessons on Monday nights when I venture out to eat and all the kitchens are closed. If you could give me a list of late night foodie kitchens that are open that would be awesome. I’m on west coast time haha. I am the future and the past. This podcast is typed.
This airs tonight! Why they said the eleventh in the email about it I do not know but today is not the eleventh right? How can I get better at managing my time schedule if other people keep fucking it up for me too thanks MTV! Finale Creeps episode is tonight at 9:30 Canadur!! Sorry America, you will have to wait. Or move here. Do you like ketchup chips?
Pulled out my red wrapped mini-belt bracelet from F21. Bought one for my niece too.
Safety first.
O_O!!
Somewhere over the Raymbo way up high there’s a blog that I heard of once in a lullaby. FACT. People periodically and frequently have dreams about me and email me about them. We are usually getting up to hi-jinxes and all kinds of blog vomit stuff that infects their subconsciousness. We even bone! I always ask how I was.
Birds fly over the Raymbo why oh why can’t I?
I can clean up semi-nice. We were gonna go to Gusto but they were closed at eleven on a Monday. Wahh. Well I got to see a girlush get cuffed by an undercover popo then taken to the drunk tank in a cruiser. It was distressing to witness. I bet she learned a valuable lesson. Don’t get violent with cab drivers.
Ha.
There’s my bun. @stevepella_hair is doing my hair again this week, we are rebuilding the colour. I think we might have an Andy Edie thing going on. Try him out at Head Candy he will treat you right and he does amazing hair extensions. Should I get some did? Before Aruba? Jamaica oooh I wanna take ya?
I like the ghost one.
I bet each one has a neat story behind it.
I feared MTV Creeps had ruined this dress for me. But then the reunion episode happened and I am less pissed off now so I took the legendary blue maxi dress™ out on the town for a spin like it was the Grammy’s and that is probably why we had to eat at bier markt cos I take so frig ass long.
Serious foodie trademark, no one puts their napkin on like a bib unless they were my grandfather at Sunday supper or a baby or a comedian, like-a moi.
Nose humour. It’s not a tumor! I don’t know what my problem is today. I HAVE SEVERAL!
Bunnies everywhere I look. I have some upcoming bunny news speaking of to share.
My hair was an interesting sculpture masterpiece yesterday.
I love love love that these are pink btw. Sugar beach is the best. The smell of sugar from redpath. Too bad white sugar is the devil.
Time to get that new ‘kini.
I love cute faces on dishware.
I FINALLY FEEL LIKE I BELONG.
This is something I would say/do.
Leaving on a jet plane.
One is never enough.
Carrot apple ginger juice. I liked our waitress and felt a do-me vibe like she might want to do me and I liked also that she said she didn’t shower when I complimented her lipstick. Oh wait there she is in the BG with pigtails. I asked if she liked The Wizard of Oz cos of her Dorothy look. There was a Quebecois couple talking loudly and happily together all over the restaurant. It sounded pretty in my ears.
When directing the shot try not to look rtrd’d.
What’s uppppp. Okay I’ll chill on the pez shots.
An impromptu scoot out to here means your pants don’t match your top. Oh wait let me just try and find my give a care, I left it laying around somewhere here.
No bloat here which is funny cos at the time I felt like a whale. Body dysmorphia sucks.
Maybe if I stopped eating at Midnight things’d be cool. It’s family inherited I think. My uncs is a nighthawk right mom?
I love juice, juice loves me. La da da, dee dee dee. It’s gonna be a big hit.
I was able to name all the meats from knowledge and memory and maybe bullshit one of them.
Indy wrap-up to come. I have an audition to prepare for and a food tasting immediately afterward in the Annex then Rebeccablah‘s to catch Creeps on MTV and then a fashion show. Pray for Raymjo.
This woman did not get that I wanted to get a picture of her backpack while it was ON her back. She took it of and I was like no, no lady, listen lady put that back on please wouldya? It took awhile of coaxing but we got it back on her. I had to wear long pants and closed tow shoes to get in to the pit area (those are the rules) and this is the look I went for, pretty deece right?
After Brunch I’ll add some more pics. ME MONDAY!!!!! What the crap else is new ya jabrones.
These shoes have been upgraded to awesome. I slept very hard last night and it has shooken the cobwebs out of my brains. Last week was a lot of stuff, I think? Going on, right? I feel revitalized from a good night’s rest and a belly full of Spadina Gardens and I watched the rest of Goon, or the beginning of it. Good flick, classic for sure. I love when low budj movies over-impress don’t you?
Smell ya soon. -Raymindy!
