Tunnel to MTL

Poor Iggy. He’s depressed. My mom says that so bf and I mimic her every time we look at the Iguana.

Hanging with kids. They asked to photograph my tats.

My cuz’s kids are fun, loved me, ratted on me smoking to Nana after having my back. Funny. We let them loose with our cameras.

After this I got sick and have been MIA pretty much all week.

Mom puts up all the eccentric ones.

I also learned I have shin splints too wtf getting old sucks.

We were singing happy birthday to papa and he was tuning us out (can’t hear anyway) checking his numbers. Lol.

Vic is so beautiful. Okay that’s it for t-giving for today, got tings to do. I’m working on a lot of writing ;) We had t-giving the day before at my aunt’s which was super fun too.

hide in the darkness til its getting light

Thought I’d give y’all a break from the New York shit. Here’s some graf/shoe porn Toronto style in trade. Keep’er real.

It takes my breath away to see some of these ones, from the glam leading film lady stars of course, to know that they were truly worn in movies I’ve seen. I also have a Judy Garland thing.

Marilyn too obvs. Both girl’s lives ended in tragedy. Hmm. Liz Taylor didn’t exactly end harmoniously. Don’t speak ill of the dead though.

Shoes are such an intimate thing and yet so, seen. They tell stories about humanity, the time that we spent here on earth who we are and what we did and who we want to be. That’s what I think.

And some got a lotta stories to tell.

Shantell’s work is all over the front of the building of the Bata Shoe Museum right now. Looks tight.

One of the first pairs of sneakers there ever was. Tiny.

Converse galoshes from 1910 talk about diversifying your expertise yeah.

Lanvin. ‘Nough said.

Wild.

What’s up Stewie.

See. Gots to go. Happy Thanksgiving Canada!

Concrete jugular

You can tell how wasted I am by the amount of cats that I hug.

This guy changes up his theme van. Does one for V day, xmas, etc.

I don’t have time for craptions cos we’re off to see the TDot wizards (not a band, just a craymism) so here’s a photo blast post. I’ll try to speak my mind though cos it’s hard not to.

The first tour bus ride we went on, took us to Times Square and all over.

Embrace the garbage bag culture. It was cold up there on the bus.

Times Square syndrome.

Hangin’ with Les. Bf and sis and her friend ditched me here which is what I wanted. Touristy go go go makes me crabby plus I’ve seen it all. Give me bar.

Afterward we sauntered around a bit. Mario jumped in here which I did not want so we had to tip both of them. UGH. They were sweaty and gross.

Nice tits. Profiting from Breast cancer, way to go.

Drankin gingerale whoops we know what that means. Day two rushed out the door to the ferry again I get no sleep ins and it takes awhile til I hit my stride later on in the day.

More gloomy weather but the sun broke out later on for a bit until it poured rain for awhile.

He took a million pics of this.

This is beside that wicked hotel.

I can see Sis and her friend almost throwing me some shade lawl.

We were on that! We paid the extra for the observation deck.

Scary sky.

Hi.

Thai time. Downpour relief. Hangover cure. At first you’re like THAIII!! Then you’re like DIIIE! Mine was so good. Glass noodles forevs.

Hi.

We bought a way too massive for the streets umbrelly.

Little Italy.

This night we just had a shitty meal in little italy, I mean it was decent enough but they hustled us for sure. Wish spent more time on the foodie front. Last night in Williamsburg we went to the Bedford with Jamie and their food was awesome so you win some you lose some no big deal.

And yes it is. Okay gotta go bro le bros.

I’m bloggin yes indeed

Jeez guys sorry I suck! I didn’t get a second to myself or to the beloved internet not a once while away. We did a lot. We stayed on a hippie commune on Staten Island and didn’t piss them off too very much, just heard word that we are invited back (phewf) and that was surely an experience. I have a lot to share when I get a chance but first thing’s first I have homework to finish before I can bloggermouth SORRY to be like HI and BYE but that’s life. Ps. How was Miley on SNL? I only think about her every other second lol. No really, was it good? I was literally off the grid cos somehow my laptop was set to 2010 and therefore an untrusted connection, I must have clicked something when I was gonzo or deleting spam so I haven’t caught up on any news aka internet junk. Are dinosaurs back from extinction?

I’ll just catch you up on a few things now while I decompress from our long drive back using the insta images I’ve already blasted out there on the ether. This is at a sweet boutique hotel in Chelsea, beside Cherry. Might be called Dream cos that’s what their wifi network was called and no I didn’t use it cos I wasn’t gonna pay for that. The only wifi I used was at McD’s and Starbucks and the community’s. Oh and On our way back my phone bill arrived via email at Sbucks and it’s a large one. BUZZKILL.

We went up the Empire State building at sunset and hung around a bit once it got dark. It’s pricey but worth it, never been up there before and you look at the Chrysler building and are like oh look it’s the Empire State building, no wait, I’m ON the Empire State building. It’s mini me, over there. Then all the other tourists get to you. I kicked one guy who kept infringing on my shit in the shoe, you would have done the same. My brain is completely obliterated from the four days of zoo what is times square. We took the ferry over from Staten daily then gushed out over to Times Square and rode tour buses several times. It was nice traveling with tourists who took all the pics for me so I could just brood bitchily under my hood. So many hustlers everywhere you go there always trying to sell you something and how you react to that varies mood by mood, like not sleeping enough and doing too much and having zero time to yourself (myself) makes me a total bitch. And when I see someone trying to play us it’s like, NO. Stop right now.

Jamie and I couldn’t even place the last time we saw each other. He wasn’t in town last year. Before that it was probably in Toronto. Another life time ago. It was his birthday. He forgot it was his bday the morning he woke up, today is Lennon’s Bday so I always have confused the two. We’ve known each other since I was 18. HBDude.

This is totally all over the place cos that’s what its been like the last 4 days we packed a lot in. I saw Leslie in a NOLA bar and the gf of a chick from Orange is the New Black, which is besides the point cos that friend is awesome and more importantly thought I was awesome. Love getting IRL right?

If a clown gave you this at a kid’s birthday party you’d be like, do that one over again bro but weird outside art is acceptable in fountain form good to know you can lower your creativity standards the higher you go. How was Nuit Blanche btw? Pissed we missed that too.

New York State somewhere. You don’t have to pay attention to shit when you have NAGIVATION.

My next future look will be a Russell Simmons kind of thing. Like this lady. This is the high line and it rules, is a converted subway walkway that is high and goes like the subway line what it used to be and is covered with flowers and greenery and kids doing art performances with their $40k art school self-investments that will make your head blow off from eye rolling/have loving it. One chick ended her piece by hailing a cab and everyone laughed which is when we showed up and were like WHAT WHAT WHAT HAPPENED?

Just look at everyone’s face. It began wither her draped on the railing doing tons of weird shit I’d get F’s in jazz class for but she had good form. Don’t know how this one ended.

When I zoom on my camera on my phone and do the filter enhancement it makes things less crisp but it works for photos in NYC cos so much is going on. Turns into a painting. We probably took 10,000 photos with the real camera. Those will be insane I’m quite overwhelmed so I’ll crack that one open later. Plus I shouldn’t even be blogging right now but I feel bad cos some students read my blog today and it’s a ghost town. Plus I’m up for a lifetime achievement. All these pluses. Guess all this not caring might work. Sis leaves in two days we’ll prob go out with a bang tomorrow in Toronto, get. in. touch.

I drew that and unrelated to this bogus drawing sis said I should start painting again, selling it. Vote please.

BUT I’VE BEEN WORKING OUT!!

I drew this our first night on Staten which was pretty chill I decided for the gang we should just stay there which turned into porch hanging across the street from our place drinking beer with one of the members of the community, bf flipped the egg over of a santa claus other member and I was like are you for real mad or pretend mad. Technically it was our egg too cos what’s everyone’s is everyone’s there it’s an open door policy and bedrooms don’t lock. Guys I have so many hilarious things to tell you. I should almost make a book of it so they can’t get pissed off at me til after that and I make some money and it gets turned into a screenplay, they’ve all spoken about who will play who. We had three friends who were cats as well. Sister had a bf too, you know joke bf when you are like hey it’s your bf and across the street is a super fugly idiot HAHAhaha. Don’t even pretend you don’t play that game too it’s awesome.

Our room. Sis got the blow up bed. The first night we were hanging with the guy who everyone thinks is the lone wolf and he said if they knew how much he liked us they would not believe it based on that. We’re like don’t worry everyone hates us too. He took us to a bodega when we ran out and I forgot how steep those mean streets can be on your way back he said everyone there is fit in the legs cos of the streets. I ba’lee that.

Okay I am really done with this now and sorry for the Rayme delay and better things to come promise. The above video is a peace offering, play it for your kid. xo

btw good timing on picking up this coat.