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Take my breaf away
Rooftop soap opera
12 tasty pics volume 2.
Last night was the tits. Yesterday was incredible, I ate and drank all of King west, went up to Habits for more then back down again. Party machine. So naturally, I’m calling it quits early for today as it’s coming upon tan o’clock. It’s been a crazy non-stop 2 weeks and now it’s long weekend hurrah! I’ll check in later. Keep it sleazy.
National treasure
and now for the B roll
The last picture I took yesterday, now lets go backwards one week. Maybe two actually. I can’t tell time anymore.
Grindhouse basic burger with cheese. Amazing dip sauce for the fries plus I got to try the salsa for the spanish fly burger, wowzers.
Tur-dah!
Ha ha so emo.
Haha so housewife. Welcome to my garden.
I need nachos for this asap!
Race ya!
Chi chi no no’s toys.
Oh my god how I have missed lemon pepper wings.
And hurricanes. Doubles.
Love it.
If I wasn’t experiencing crippling menstrual cramps at the moment I’d go buy more hair dye, it is nowhere near looking like this at the moment. Think I have to go more brown less red.
Trade shows make you damn thirsty. This was Cinco de Mayo.
All it takes is sunshine.
And bright colours.
Start ‘em young. Oh my.
Christ. Ha. When you pick apart all the things women undergo to beautify it’s kind of gruesome, no?
Another day another burger. We missed brunch as usual.
Jean Grey it up.
Dying my hair dyed my Justin Bieber “baby” blue nail polish lilac!
Tuna melt to die for. Those are half hard boiled eggs beneath the cheese. Saved the pickle for Snooki.
Glad we filmed yesterday it was spectacular out.
That rooftop is heaven.
Ha ha samesies.
Wino Wednesdays! ANTM finale! Peace out! FTS!
The people versus Raymi the Minx
Here’s some behind the scenes photos from today’s work. We covered a lot of territory but who knows if what we shot was good? Awkward? Hotkward?
Oh what a day! My spine is in pain. I just massacred a burger at the grindhouse with my camera girl and PA took a cab home and put on my pajama clothes. One part pajama one part clothes. Heading over to Rebeccablah’s to watch creeps soon.
Sucks that on the way to my naybe territory I had to pass lots of shops of friend’s and whatnot, but too far out of the zone.
Ran in to so many people and turns out I am pretty famous after all *dusts shoulders off*. Everybody knows Raymi.
Sarah has her own section in this store. I’d never been in there before. I will go back to look at dresses for sure.
She made that shirt!
I talk with my hands. I talk a lot and pretty fast and I sound like a moron and I have verbal dyslexia.
Tom Cruise moment!
Ha.
I wanted to be part of the mural.
They were on their way to a call and too busy to wave to me. FINE!
I have known Kristin as long as I have known my dress. Magic Pony opened a new store in the Junction too. Well you don’t say!
I need to be nyan cat’d up on this thing. Dad don’t try to figure out what that means, the internet is a very stupid place and even seems foreign to me sometimes.
That green guy over there says food blog. Okay? The artist is David Burger-something. And he is a vegetarian.
At 416 Snack Bar. Any bar that has absinthe has Raymi.
I wore this dress in a music video before.
Alternating shoes and glasses.
H K Dizzle on the scene. She put me in my first movie. Well, she made it happen. Okay same thing.
Sidesaddle is how you ride Toronto.
Oopsy saucy baby.
Had a tequila at the ‘shoe to loosen up.
It was a fun time.
I played director too.
“Now get me taking money out.” It’s compelling shit!
Meowsers.
I made these girls blush and smile when I joked, oh ladies, come on. I like fucking with people and interacting on the street with strangers. Life is short, make people smile if you can.
Apron dress.
Roy Thomson Hall and I are both interesting shapes today!
Walk of shame walk of fame! Bye see you on tv.
12 tasty pics vol.1
