Dreamers of the world

What I’ve learned from both these gents is something mega-important: likeability. You must have it if people are going to buy your merch let alone give you the time or chance to sell it to ‘em. Being in sales myself I’ve learned this as well. I sell dreams and lifestyle, multi-brands and experiences but not everybody likes me…

Just kidding, EVERYBODY LOVES ME.

But go on read the rest! I profiled Shane and Derek, two Canadian entrepreneur friends of mine making it in the big bad world with their wacky products and I dig it man!

ps. right? I get a matching remix watch too #Spoiled.

Gettin’ ready for the Ski Show. My second batch of shots has arrived, tackle time.

Here I am changing in a sandwich shop because it was raining and I was cold. The guy had just closed for the night, saw me coming walked back up the stairs and began unlocking it and I say up to him you are SO going to hate what I am about to do in there. The ATM wasn’t even working so why was he letting me in at all period? Was he going to make me a burger too? Have you ever had a forced awkward conversation about food with a stranger with your turtleneck strangling your face? No shame all fame.

I am a good camera girl I mean, come on. Those things are a cinch. Provided someone else does all the settings and all you gotta do is do the lens thing properly which is the best part anyway because it makes you look like a real photographer. Always put your hat on backwards too 1. so the brim doesn’t get in the way 2. you mean business. Cameras are a great way for sneaking in to places or standing right at the front of the stage pretending to take pictures because you already took 300. Don’t even get me started on press/photo passes.

I was putting a black shirt on over a black t-shirt but it looks like I haven’t done anything at all.

And then I smiled my way in to a Marlies game. Weren’t serving beer anymore so left after 4 seconds. I love sneaking in to stuff.

Or officially supposed to be there, either or, I like to be there. Damn I am so poetic today.

Those boots were my mom’s, she never wore em and this was my first time. Brought the pants together me-thinks. Styled by Craymi. At first I had a baby blue tee on and it was amplifying me like a beam of golden zeusplosion I think it hurt colleague’s eyes.

Bye for real this time. See you again at 3pm. Which in Raymi Standard Time Zone means 4pm.

STIR CRAYMI

When I get my hair did I make sure to take loads of pictures of it because I never know next when I’ll be pretty again.

That’s not duck face, it’s concave face from “being skinny” and 29 years old. Wait, I’m probably sucking it in a bit but maybe not.

Who cares really taking pictures of yourself is silly.

NOT. We are back to ruling now.

Oh, this? You want to see me play? Sure I have time for a song.

Just gotta tune it first.

Party in the back.

It’s hard to fake play the mini rickenbacker and take pix of yourself at the same time.

This one gets to be bigger because I am further away.

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Best time ever

Had a magnificent blast yesterday. Trade show addict now. Here’s a few teasers just cos I dig yas. I have a writing deadline to get writ so come back later (or keep refreshing all day why not haha) for more TSS&TS coverage. If you missed it this year, I hope not. It was wild, lots of stimulation abound, perfect for a girl-bro like me. I made a lot of new friends, lots of friendly people and no bar either, not necessary.

We obvi had crazy times with you too!
The pics are so awesome! -my current profile pic MAY possibly be your pic of the moment, stef and I have been all of your wesbite this morning-basically being so unproductive laying here in our onesies. You are hilarious woman! keep the pics coming, do you have facebook?!

Good luck on your article laday!
hugs and kissezzzzz

My onesie best friends keep trying to lure me away to cozy town noooo yes noo yes. No yes no. okay back to work.

Like my new Polar Piece? Course ya do. They were selling like hot cakes. Hot cakes I tell you. Mmm. Hot cakes. Kay bye thank you very much! ME MONDAY LETS DO IT.

Shred the gnar. Righteous.

Kidding spiral

Read about old Hollywood yesterday and I guess it made an impression. Had to rearrange this hairnet for sleeping because it wasn’t working anyway this is obvs my late night self-photog moment in time after the bar with the girls. I used to take photos of my face way more, then I got old. Sometimes I don’t look too bad. Love yourself, go on.

And just some other randoms. Lots of material to share just have to wait a leeetle beet longer before I can.

See ya’s TODAY at the Toronto Ski Show Bro. SHRED THE GNAR.

And follow ze pants! Happy Sunday it’s sooo warm!

More contest winners. I have ONE MORE PAIR of tickets that just opened up. Tweet something at me for ‘em @raymitheminx #TorontoSkiShow make it good! I’ll be judging and jibbing away closing out the show. Stoked. Other jock sayings. Lol. Peace. <3

Where was we now?

More scraps from the pieces of the times of my life. It’s the one year anniversary of this made with love bracelet. My how time flies. Breadcrumb.

Like a good little wiener I matched my jacket to my boarding pass wallet. Can’t wait to bust this coat out some more this winter/hate winter, so not looking forward to shivering. I am a sun baby, and, a baby.

The first call for tights was panic. I can never gauge whether there is a readily-available wearable hole-lessable pair. But there was, thank you whomever got me these. I have lots of tights fairies out there. My burlesque tickle trunk collection is a blur, a stocked “I own this?” blur. These are frenchspensive I presume and if they ever get a hole in them I am going to be quite upset.

I can’t have my falsey hair in all the time because it’s clip-in so only for special occasion event/engagements. Like Sunday at The Toronto Ski Show. If you’d like to see an Academy Award performance of Raymi the Ski Bunny I suggest you tag along there. I’ll be judging the Jib Jam competition for the three-thousandth time reminder. I will be judging based on best smile, LOL and most fluorescent pieces of flare.

More of these idiots. This is the one who cut my hands most of all while bathing her. They had poop-arse, a handful of them. So cute and lethal.

Listen up! Continue playing and having fun kittens. Good work. Full marks. Bet you didn’t see that coming.

The one with the eyes is the best. Always scared looking. I don’t think they ever close. It’s more socialized-seeming now, less face like that. Hard to tell it apart from the others wow I need a life.

Do you see how many there are here, one is totally camouflaged backwards into the eyes-one.

Okay we get it bye.

And then I was vamping in the Salvador Darling bathroom.

And then I got my best friend a diamond chunk of glass from the ground in Parkdale she felt like the bellest belle of P-Dizzle until we chucked it back on the ground because ew gross.

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Weeks ago

Cray Tray and Craymi. LOL. There are no variations on our two stupid names that won’t make me laugh my balls off right now, plus, the memory of this entire evening just came floooooding back. You guys are in for a treat. Anyway we got ready, or I did and pre-gamed. For the record she said this outfit was ok, okay?

I fell off my chair here. Well, slipped off. It was very graceful and delicate, slow-motion and my heels played a role. We all laughed at me I didn’t care. Hot mess. It was funny like no one was surprised.

This is their new fav place. Our pizza was comped. Either huge gaff or intentional.

Right after I fell. I just, disappeared. I was like a potato bug with my black pumps in the air and mc hammer benetton pants, it was a very slippy outfit I’ll have you know and I was on a bender you see. High chair and a high bar where the dimensions are all wrong and the wind velocity of the room as it were.

Do you spot Heavy Metal Jesus? He is real.

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Pick me some winners

As you know the Toronto Ski, Snowboard & Travel Show will be gracing our fine city next weekend at The Better Living Centre – Exhibition place and it is a perfect opportunity to snag some great discounted snowboard, ski, anything gear because Canada’s largest Ski & Board swap will also be taking place. For Schedule/hours click this link. TSS&TS takes place October 11-14 boasting many things to take in over the weekend while you shop for snowpants. Zach Bussey will be live-podcasting Friday 6PM I believe so be sure to catch him with Meg, ever entertaining!

We’ve also got Daniel of @evolvesnowcamps on deck lending a snow campy vibe for us beginners and likewise the Girls of Summer ski-bootin’ around the Exhibition. I can’t wait. I will be judging the Jib Jam competition on Sunday. I like power, we all know this.

So far I’ve given away 5 pairs of tickets to the following keeners because their zest for winter sport is well-deserved. I have a few pairs left, hint hint, you know what to do. #TorontoSkiShow is the event hashtag, use it well and often, stalk to us there! Stalk to me at the event and see what silly outfit I am wearing. I will have to do some serious glamping homework.

Happy Birthday Papa! You’re a stylish pleasant man I love you. See you at T-Giving dinner tonight :).

So french and groovy widow’s peak. Good hair jeans.

Oh hi mom.

Tracey the Minx will be on the TSS&TS scene too with Lois. Fun times.

That is my uncle. Skiing at night in jeans. I remember every winter he’d do this a lot and take whoever with him, whoever was game at midnight or 2 in the morning. #FamilyRules.

Mom I want to come next time.

What is that an In Living Colour hat? I can tell it’s just reflected weirdly from the flash.

Okay peace. Congratulations.

@misscmissc its my 2nd year learning to snowboard, I need lady gear, not my boyfriends! show me how to be a hill bunny xo #TorontoSkiShow

Congratulations winners! Email me for ticket collection info and ps. The RBC race will be hindering/re-routing traffic during the show down around the CNE/Ex grounds so be prepared for that and react/drive/run/walk accordingly. Here is what it looked like last year. Pumped.

Yo hi

Gobble gobble, stupids.

My friend BechNEAT and I went to the first annual Toronto Oktoberfest the other night, and it was good. Even though she made us take the streetcar there. So we equipped thyselves accordingly.

I derno what the classier part of the night was, drinking in a gutter (alright, libville curb stop) or wearing a halloween costumed-dirndl over my jeans. We are putting that in the “not giving a f–” category.

They wanted me in the costume competition but we bailed before then. Raymi waits for no one, nothing. Knew I wouldn’t win anyway plus too shy.

I’ll wait for that though.

We got free beer upon entrance. Raymbecca is allergic to wheat. There were zero gluten-free beers on offer. I was like, I bet Tyskie was about to throw a gluten free keg in the truck and then the last minute they were like are you crazy don’t bother.

An older version of Raymbecca hung out with us for a bit, they liked my headwreath and were like TAKE YOUR JACKET OFF like approving fun older moms with jackets around their waist. I like to be on the edge of a party staring in to the abyss of it, drinking a beer, making zero eye-contact with anyone and saying an invisibility spell, dressed as look-at-me as possible. It was a great people-watching scene. People watching on beer watching people drink beer. I promoted this event so, why not?

The banners are a nice touch. I love medieval ribbons and all that garbage. How many people asked us if we were going to Kitchener for this LOL. No, the TORONTO Oktoberfest do you have a listening problem?

Yeah, I dig the fairy culture big time one doesn’t need to hard-press for that info. I was like this is the last time I am wearing this thing ever, I am so retiring it. One of the sleeves is getting manky. Maybe it lends a charm/qual?

There were some Beauty & The Beast-Belle lookin’ girls up in the joint, I love Disney, secret-obsessively. This was the sheet-show we took over to The Drake to take in some tunes down in the whatever they call the main room of the Drake, not the stairs and not the below-below. People in the know know what I am talking about right now but let me know when you want me to stop speaking industry at any time. I might start doing stand-up again.

Back to Raymality now.

More like Pee-Wee Hermanvision. I found this to be profound.

Potato us. I liked them. Edge of a party peeps.

I interrupted their meal for photos. They were the wood chopper dancer guys. You know the one’s Chevy Chase gets in a lederhosen battle with in Euro Vacay aka I was starstruck?

No it’s not the actual bros but may as well be when you’re gettin’ tanked at Oktoberfest. Give’r Lebowskis. Lots of Germans in the joint. It was a trip. See why I kept my pants on? Ps. why is it so funny to watch men dance? Lol.

Just perfect. “This guy gets a thousand points for even trying.” Oh totally for sure, ‘cept they were both performers for the event so it’s easier.

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