i had to get used to my face and hair in this ponytail and bangslessness. very jazz dancing days and sometimes my shyness is so brutal i should just be shoved into a plant and put out of my misery. then i look in the mirror and see how hot i am and go you IDIOT. this goes back to my dating of dickhead dudes days and not owning thy shit. it’s hard to make a concerted effort to ignore the in your head ugly duckling thing going on. i’d lie and say meh, i’ll get over it, but i likely will not ever and so, this blog keeps-a-rollin’.
and as usual, ting tangs turned into the raymi casie show as uje. nick our camera guy was like, you guys NEED a show. MUST. couldn’t agree more. it was nice having an internet break today. the world won’t stop if you don’t blog. if there even is a world revolving around others aside from myself but anyway, dead on my feet. see ya tomorrow.
casie tried to do tippy toes like all my girlfriends try to do to me in pics. no way i said, i am special partly cos i’m tall so THIS is where you stand. i did tippy toes to let her know how it feels.
holed up at the metropolitan on the eve of a $1000 shopping spree tomorrow at holt renfrew. i just found out about it this morning. then, we will be catwalking at design exchange for a purse challenge modelling designs by competing fashion designers so our shopping spree is homework. must match ze purse.
i missed the dinner though, went off to see beady eye at sound academy cos i got bob and mary lynn in and could not miss it. long story short i have barely eaten today, even dropped a slice of what would finally be sustenance in form of disgusto pizza pie down the bleachers from shaky pms haven’t had a moment’s rest hands.
i saw the list of the other tweeter girls on board for this and lo and behold my lil buddy pants (of course) was part of this dreamy fun opportunity. thank you crystal light! very creative little concoction you’ve put together for us all.
ok goodnight. you can watch how this spectacularly full and wonderful day all began on my twitter and follow along tomorrow where i’ll no doubt be tweeting up a should i buy this or that storm.
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must register to leave a comment. spam is rearing it’s selfish head again. no time to deal with deleting it all today. lemme know if you want to come to the fashion show today. stoked.
burnoutington or bust. we went saturday night to save our sanity.
i got rid of a lot of duds and hailey was the recipient of many fine aunt raymi things. mom got her greedy paws on some loot too. we are like a friggin’ trading post.
this is when i tweeted teacher to come back and do some family time with me.
i do not know how i am going to survive 9 days in south beach with her.
nana and papa came by too. love those guys and for once my mom was bitchier to me than my nana was. amazing! nana said the older i get the lovelier i am, more charming blah blah etc. thanks!
It is no secret that my life is insane, that i am half crazy, and often times i don’t know which way is up. last week was a whirlwind and this week will probably turn my brains into swiss cheese. as i look forward to and glimpse my immediate future i must pause and take a couple hours to reflect back on the past week as, that’s what we’re here for no?
friday (it was friday, yes?) saw me traipsing down to blue jays way to get my gunned on with the boys. brother kyle was in town with a motley crue of the same wavelength your hero is all about so i put on some teeny shorts and sweated my arse through the big smoke. i love me some amble.
stockbauer on the right, rented this condo with a shitty view and thus commenced making fun of everything in the entire universe, your scene, that scene, precisely what a good old fashioned summertime self-entitled bendering is all about.
backlit kyle is a year my junior (pussy) and also juniorer yet to his brother gavin, one third of vice magazine-triad’s founding fathers blaahahajdkawbabfk; etc.
don’t worry, everyone made fun of my shorts like i gave a shit. i look awesome. these things are now too big for me. i’ve stretched them out and gotten more lithe. summertime slim out holla! good thing too cos i’ll be walking down a runway tomorrow. yup. staying at a swanky hotel with a $1k shopping spree too and somehow going to manage to cram in partying with liam/noelwhatever gallagher tonight, his beady eyes band is playing sound academy. i’ve never seen oasis before so i will be staring at him like i have staring problems (which, i DO have) aghhhh i told you this week is going to be intense. btw liam gallagher is one of my top fives. teacher is in for a nervous breakdown tonight possibly AND i have my own hotel suite. SWEET!
domestic molestic. i called teacher and was all haaaaaaaaay whatcha up to about to nap? well if you wanna come now you can, it’s just me and 5 guys alone in a condo haha. well this one chick was passed out in a bedroom but that doesn’t really count. she kept tripping me out and reminding me of my old friend sarah, sounded like her too, talked like her. so cute. hi dana!
then these dickheads convinced me into that tiny girls bikini what shockingly fit my amazon frame. the thing about toronto and condos is, it’s against protocol to go and hang around in your bathingsuits cos all these uptight condo poor people get offended. major buzzkills. stuck it out for a few seconds hating them for it. the hot tub is on the inside up there. what’s the point, biodome world?
these are all just from my blackberry too which is funny as these bozos work for bberry and mine is half busted i can’t believe they aren’t bending over backwards raining one down on me it’s like, you just love the hell out of my suffering. bastards.
but if every cloud has a silver bullet lining, i shall make my peace. is that even the right branding slogan? feh. stuff some benjamins in it next time and i will make a point to get it right. -president.
i love this kini. get used to looking at it or averting your gaze until i get another one. it was my father’s day outfit yesterday and surprisingly everyone took to it like no biggie. even nana.
love this photo should i make it my next minx sidebar sponsored ad? do you think people know or “get” that those are raymi’s ska minx nails up there? i should include my face too right or like a long essay about my nails?
i had a vegan sandwich here. i am going to emulate a vegan’s diet for the week to stay skinny as my newd scene is on the weekend. i want to look like one of those gross branch-looking insects hahahaha.
the sweltering walk began like so. underwearless. simple. i have adopted an if i need it i’ll just buy it epithet. carrying around a cardigan is bothersome and you will never wear it. go out with as little as possible and just get the fuck out out of the house!
ok chopping this in half must put the dryer on again. it takes 300 minutes (not kidding!) to dry a load. i wish there was something better than a pillow to scream into like a one eight hundred number you can call up to take your stress out on, oh wait one exists already, it’s called rogers. hay o! missed two workouts last week but thankfully i made today’s cos my body and mind definitely needed that stress relieving pulverizing andrew put me through. tyler was there in tip top form too and lucky loo there’s a great wagjag deal up for my gym right now so you cheapskates can turn into a little sleek toned turbo babe like your hero so What’s the WagJag? $49 for One Month of Unlimited Re-Energizer Bootcamp and 12 Interactive Training Workout Sessions at The Motion Room. long story short, you are an idiot if you don’t jump at this opportunity. you have three days to mull it over. time’s a tickin’.
my tattoo is shitty. the day i got it done zach slapped it at sound academy so it didn’t heal properly and my tattoo guy is MIA in canada so the free touch up never happened. annoying.
i was in search of something to wear to a thing i’m going to later but i just saw pics on casie’s blog and see it’s casual chic so i am relaxed now. aunt flow arrived (FINALLY) so it’s funny farm time, funny how there is nothing funny at all about it.
he’s funny. he’s like, i figured out the secret to the maze, you can just walk through the lines. some fitness chick walked through it too as we were mucking about and i said yeah see SHE figured it out too! she chuckled.
i chose the happy dots. i am impulsive yet i have a theme i like to stick to with my minx choices. i’ll do a post of every minxing i’ve had to date when i next have time. kathy, who has also done lady gaga, is now going to be doing all the bollywood peeps. something i said to her last minxing resonated, i said, things don’t exist until you invent them, so invent them she told me she thought about that for awhile. i was like, you listen to me? haha. arran said that inspired him to do some thing or other as well.
nail art is so huge right now. i almost went with the blue japanese flower print but i wanted something a little more poppy and young, slightly more rock and roll. it’s our goal to have a custom raymitheminx decal i have to come up with a design. obvs it will be princessy pink sparkly retardo extreme.
beneath the heat lamp. these last ten days if you don’t get them too wet. i feel like these ones are lasters cos they have a bit of transparency and really took to my nails adhering-wise. just something about the texture gave ‘em a good stretch.
i have three thousand face lines great. i am never doing that with my face. remember when everyone got digital cameras and then everyone began their digital documentation quests with zany stupid faces. me included. it’s that or emo pout.
so if you want to go understated casual gear, it’s cool cos your fingers are wearing outfits. go see kathy at heartbreaker salon and say raymi sent ya. she’s the sweetest thing ever. 889 dundas st w.
this walk began as a coffee walk, then i said hey i’ll call kathy so we can extend it then eat. i didn’t even wear underwear i figured it’d just be a little amble.
i realized i looked like a disaster. we were set to go to shoppers to get the blue shade toner conditioner cos my hair is a little on the yellowy side, normally it’s ice white which i prefer so i’ll tone it once i hit publish on this beast of blog burden.
meet my new misfits bikini. i don’t think it’s legit misfits but who even cares it’s hilarious. there’s one with skull claws grabbing at the boobs. my mom and godmom are going to hate me in south beach hahahah.
It’s been a right long while since my last random e-mail. Rest assured, I’m still loving your writing.
And speaking of writing, a recent post harked back to Marketable Depression. So – especially as the black dog is biting me hard in the arse again just now – I dug it out and read it again, and it’s as fresh now as ever. And even more pertinent, I’d suggest, given how now more than ever depression is “being sold back to us”.
I also followed your link back to drawing bad. This is true:
By the way, you can post as many videos as you like as far as I’m concerned … I hope people appreciate the qualities of your voice. Because me, I could listen to it all day.
