I hosted this with zero preparation or head’s up that I’d have to do it. Oh so natural. For some reason when I heard panel I envisioned tables and microphones for my co-panelists and I like the United Nations but that is not what I got haha. Enjoy for I have over eleven minutes of pure bliss for you. I’ll upload the edge of your seat second half of the video footage results later. Hard maybe on that one folks.
Now why did this guy take off?
Sick times brosephs.
An instance of second place being first place, against Jonathan, who came in dead last. Then once I mastered the art of blowing shit up while racing it was pretty magnificent. The girls played too. Jules liked Street Fighter better.
Oh great a shittier version of the other picture and the same stupid pose too but this time with glasses (I keeps it Full Metal Jacket). Me so cute. Life feels like war sometimes so wearing an army helmet felt natural. My grandfather was in WWII in intelligence. He bombed Nazis. HOLLA! Also, holla at me jew boys heeheh I think that gets me some challah for life. ‘spect.
Ferry wharf obvs.
Scooby Doo.
I asked turtleneck if he was wearing a turtleneck because he’s better than everybody else then we said “it’s pretentious” at the same time then I said I like it. Hanging out with younger dudes and sass mouthin’ ‘em is kind of my bag. This other kid is dressed as Conrad Black allegedly and is un-allegedly doing the international sign for a BJ.
They call me the murderer.
Dreams really do come true.
I have had a thing for JCVD since Universal Soldier. My brother and I used to say MY NAME IS SERGEANT ANDREW SCOTT (bad guy soldier and JCVD’s nemesis) now how much hotter did I just get for saying all of that?
His accent really is somethin’ else like the guy just can’t even say words without adding an ‘h’ sound here, extra syl-Labble there, it’s the frenchy way.
The most ridiculous drinks ever after a couple you just give in. The vortex swallowed us up just like your mother, who also swallows. Pighead persona day yay!
Did you have fun Bechnique? Yes you did. After this we went to Supermarket and danced up a storm and now I am pledging to go dancing one night a week at least cos I love that shit and I am the best at it. I even breakdanced a little bit on the w/e too. On Friday. I impressed an entire crew of break-dancing dudes (just go with it ok this actually happened) and there’s evidence out there somewhere and that dancing lead to Supermarket’s inflated sense of self esteem groovin’ moves and the rest will be history. Yeah right I probably dance like Elaine.
She was shitty pretty™.
Get it right get it wrong i don’t care just get it.
There ya go. I wussed out on adding a black smear of makeup beneath each eye figuring I would regret it if we went elsewhere and based on how we were dancing and being encircled at SM Jules and I agreed that people would not be able to handle the army helmet so we made a pile of our purse jackets crap on the floor and danced around it by the back stairs and decided to not go in to the sweaty shit show back room cave but become our own dance circle hostesses for departing and entering drunken bros and hos. It was a great time right kids?
Remember that Beetle Bailey comic? How old is the youngest person who reads my blog? Do I even want to know that? I know the brands wanna know.
Caught a train back to city. I was not around for the Eaton Center shooting. I notice once the seasons change to spring a lot of cray shit happens in the world. Can’t people just be normal? Hugs not drugs people and if drugs avoid the zombie kinds.
My tank top turns in to stupid a Johhny Depp (sometimes Brad Pitt) hat. I just missed the downpour. It stopped by the time I hit Libville. I had a lot of interesting looks on the weekend because it rained and I did not pack for it properly at all. Bikinis and summer maxi dresses, not one hoodie or a proper jacket so I had to layer all these weird things together and I was unnerved by it. If you don’t got your gear together then your game ain’t gonna be right. I should just stick to a uniform life would be easier. Boringer. Albeit easier. I prefer difficulty. Doesn’t everybody? So stupid.
I had to show Bechnique what my hat looked like she was going to wait for me with roses at the station but then it started to pour. She was going to pick me a weed flower actually. It was going to be romantic. She waited for me at my place instead and gave me a blade of grass that she didn’t actually give or pick and that I did not take okay we get it. I dashed inside and changed for the Street Fighter party.
I need to update my ipod tunes.
Looks like night but is actually a glooming ominous cloud following some lightning. I am scared of lightning.
I liked my hair.
Needs a trim.
I look like Aslan.
I’m going to dye it again soon.
It’s true. Patio season rules.
See the layering? I even wore my rubber boots from wakestock they were in my mom’s trunk nice try Tracey get your own. Also thank you for all the clothes I’ll blog the gym pics next. I thought I looked like Russell Simmons in this over-sized hat like exactly haha.
My mom wore these on the boat on May 2-4 and I wanted my own pair so Lois got me a pair so cozy and vibrant. My mom’s feet popped like cray there is no way I am hanging out with you in those attention winning sandals and not have a pair on my own feet.
Oink oink baby. BBQ back bacon sandwich.
See how teeny I was before I hit the burbs, well as I hit it, then consumed all of it. And those pants hadn’t been broken in yet. I stay between 120-124lbs btw. On ultra skinny day-times I go to 118 and if I am being an asshole or wicked stressed 115. I am not pro-ana at all just sometimes I divulge this shit and girls wanna know so, there you go.
The bra is a little ridiculous I know. Teach picked it out for me one time in Burlington. I’d like to get some smaller ones so I am not lying my face off all the time with these big cans but what does it really matter anyway I don’t think I am any less pretty or more hot with or without a padded chest. I prefer to be flat I just didn’t have time to pack an alternative more modest bra after the Maestro video. I only wear the bra so the world can’t see my nips and these 3F shirts are see-through. My leopard print bra fits better under this shirt I think and I like the print that pokes out. Taking this ginger thing a little seriously much? Peach is a wickedly cosmetic tone, anything in the coral family, it just zaps life in to your appearance.
On our way to Yorkville for the Maestro video shoot.
I love looking at these, they make me happy, the bottles of polish too. I collect things and group them in assimilating colours.
These girls owe me a bottle! The flooding of Union Station was another reason why I stayed oot of town.
Right before our food came. Some people might recognize this bar.
Mmm brunch I’d love some brunch right meow. I will settle for a handful of spicy ketchup ruffles.
It’s never too early for burlesque. A surf rockabilly band competition was afoot it was a really funexpected time.
I had the egg white scramble wrap.
We caught the last act, Esther Deville I think.
Yeah budday!
Good move. Next Sunday there’ll be more burlesque brunch. It felt like being at a party, well, I guess it was but when your intent is just food then turns into a mimosa surf concert and entertainment, that sounds like a party. Plus I finally met Mysterion.
Gotta go!
Hi Guy Smiley here on the scene reporting live from 1994 (when Street Fighter came out).
Ain’t no party like a Street Fighter party ‘cept maybe for a Mortal Kombat one. Mebbe.
Okay so like we went to this tewtally killer party last night bro and there were all these people there and we got totally annihilated and played video games on the big screen (street fighter obviously as well as a race car explosions game TUBULAR stuff) and then we street fought ate popcorn and I mc’d the costume party off the cuff and pulled it off completely. I’ll watch the video of it later and see whether it’s suitable or not for public consumption sharesies.
I lost three times in a row to the same guy playing this. But I beat the owner (Jonathan) of the theatre in car racing. Drunk video game driving on a theatre screen is the breast. I believe I peaked with this statement about it today though, “Pew pew explosion pew pew vroom vroom beep honk EXPLOSIONS.”
I was a bit lethal with my costume critiques (it’s what they wanted) but I was also very fair and nice and I even let some guy in the audience in no costume whatsoever win a prize because I am the nicest most generous human being on the planet if not this entire solar system. The roller derby girls liked my schtick too. Schtick? What schtick this is how I am, man.
Seat’s taken. It was very nice being the guest of honour and having dranks brought up to me (and the girls) plus cab fare to and fro! So many sugary drinks oh god it felt like being on a ship cos the floor was slanted in the foyer and then again in the theatre, trying to counter-balance that in mary jane wedges, complete boozy nightmare voyage adventure and the tropical umbrellas added to the allure, no complaints here. Btw I started wearing mary janes again cos I am no longer blond (too much of a Courtney Love combo) no one guessed that Raymi Trivia Q I put out there weeks ago. tsk.
We had a grand time and all who came out got their, whatever they wanted to get out of it, out of it. Many people even came away with personally tailored nicknames by yours truly, turtleneck somewhat seen here too. I liked his pretentious turtleneck.
Julesy Booboodoodoo was on the scene tornado kickin the streets away.
I will be totally fine if we get in to a street fight sometime this summer or you know, a fake one.
I may just have another screening party here sometime in the future. Any f-ing movie I want! Then bring xbox video games to play afterward or if my attention span wanes (it will) halfway through my stupid boring movie turn it off and play toy story 3 on xbox.
The taekwondo guy was not expecting our Julesy I was thinking ooh just you wait while rubbing my hands together anticipatorily.
Anybody with night vision goggles woulda been amused in watching us trying to navigate all our drinks and bodies and stuff into the back left aisle there’s like this uneven wooden riser platform to negotiate I was tapping the air with my foot for a long time three blind mice styles. Adorabz. Those gloves originate from my Gulag burlesque performance btw. I don’t think I ever got them back on in time though! ha.
Militia shit turns me on. I’ve seen a lot of war films.
Thanks again everyone for having us we really enjoyed ourselves and I love being included in shit like this ya I do you know it!
I think there were some crushes going around too lol.
Timing our kick shots was hard. Impossible.
Hotkward. I felt like Tina Fey at certain points on the microphone. More like micro-OWNED.
I cracked that Cyrus made this entire party built around his outfit that he loves haha. His friend is the taekwondo guy too so it makes sense. I learned Cyrus’ entire dirty history within seconds of meeting him pretty funny also he told Ted that “Raymi is like a celebrity and shit so respect man.” Ted won a prize for his costume too you’re welcome. Also you’re welcome for not divulging your juicy secrets on my blob.
Kick fail #235 I mean we can kick but the timing and the camera, not so.
Rebecca liked this one and you can barely notice me over her crotch area. Lookin’ fit damn girl it’s a print.
Most amazing pants ever they kept me contained all w/e long and stretched with me. 3F rules.
I was going for a facts of life kinda thing.
We liked Ted. I made all costumed persons perform a special skill or talent on the stage to help us determine their worthiness. It was funny. No idea what the hell Ted did but he was gonna win anyway. Everyone was like who are you supposed to be (to me). None of your business that’s who. I couldn’t remember anyone other than Chun Li. There were tons of army dudes in the flick so I was like there I am one of those guys okay people there thanks.
But of course.
Shout outs to Sean W for coming out too!
At least I am blinking. While you were blinking is a hotly anticipated sequel flick to While you were sleeping. It’s not a very long movie though.
Thursday saw me making my fourth music video cameo, these are some other shots from that.
Here I am sprinting.
Doing this with the Maestro watching was amazing.
I liked the fox and Rebecca liked the giraffe.
That’s Maestro in the Statue of Liberty tracksuit jacket I wasn’t sure how paparazzi I’d get so I just wanted this sneaky one in case it wouldn’t happen.
Now I wanna throw on some Tina Turner.
Pizza party.
Pickin’ out some toys.
and publish.
Happy Sunday!
Now where were we ya little scamps? Is it Friday already? Well I’ll be. Lah-da-dee la-da-day. And so on. Like this outfit? Me too wish I wore it for the music video yesterday instead of sparkle dress 2000 but I saw the stills and it popped so I made a good bold move idea (for once) after all. I just wish I stashed an extra outfit for IMMEDIATELY after.
We killed it homies. All we had to do was make like we were taking pictures of ourselves like we always do anyway but this time get it right no ugly face that you gotta beg your girl to remove off facebook two days later when you come out of your bender, just one two three pose bam, bam, bam, bam BAM BAM BLAM BAM.
Guess who had more versatile looks of the two, put money down on it even. Just cos they diff don’t mean thay aint’s stupid. Please don’t put my furrowed forehead crease one in thank you.
The Maestro and yours truly. What a guy, so down to earth and nice. We felt really shy and awkward but played it cool but inside heads freeeeeeeeeaking out!! ahahah.
Trish also had a cameo why didn’t you tell me to dress like that? I can dress like that. I DRESS like that. She’s an artist on the same label I think? Anyway she was nicer than hell and came right over to me and Rebecca and blabbity blah fangirl crush and the rest is history.
Don’t even ask me why I wore my hair like that or glasses I don’t want to talk about it. No one else seemed to mind or care though and when we were doing this scene (Bech and I) Maestro said if he could whistle he would, traffic definitely took notice of my shiny ass. I forgot we were in the presence of a major celebrity when people would wave at us from cars and shit I’d wave like they were waving to me well, they weren’t! I wanted to jump into a sewer mega-embarrassing lol.
We are a rap star now Rebecca! Well I already was cos I sang back up on Roger Mooking’s new record AHEM *dusts shoulders off* (no need I is golden) please dear god stop talking like this me.
I used to live in this neighbourhood for a time it was surreal to come right back there again for a project such as this. I felt proud of myself. Baby did good. They made me keep my purse on the whole time haha.
Okay fine it was actually for a pepsi commercial. Jajaja. There’s a sequin dress pepsi commersh out there somewhere I am sure. This is Joe, thanks to Joe I got this gig. And many more in le future too SWEET.
Wearing this outfit even woulda been smart but nuh-ooooooo I had to send a photo of my sparkle dresses. Anyhooters I’ll get over it. This was the Skinny Girl part-ay at the drake we went to on Tuesday night. You did not have to be skinny or a girl to attend but it couldn’t hurt. Guys were there too. You gotta “be somebody” or “in the know” you know? No? Fine. Lol.
These are from the family camera I am very proud of Rebecca for figuring it out on her own and these are the shots she chose it feels like I am mother of a caterpillar turning into a blogerfly. Teardrop. When I was texting her she was telling me to SHUT UP stop. stop. stop cos I was breaking her teeny concentration powers so I am happy and grateful with what I got (through gritting teeth anxiously awaiting some other adorabz ones of moi I am imagining must have been omitted). Love you booboodoodoo and Jules. I think being my friend must be annoying, I doubt it though.
Some pro shots of the night. Good food (I missed out on that and was drinking mine), great drinks, great girls, fun times, free ponytails (missed that too) and nail spa.
Product shot. Got a bottle of this to go alright alright awright. It’s already toast haha.
They said I look like a hipster Harry Potter care bear.
This one’s the wiener though for sure.
Last week (I think?) we did a group vloggity vlog project for a client, well, this one part of it we all come together and ham it up in graffiti alley, fashion district and at dark horse. It was fun and done by eleven, nothing like a hard day’s morning’s work.
Not really the blondetourage anymore is it. Well now we have ways around that. L-R (Lauren to Raymi lol) we have Lauren O’Nizzler, Casie, and me me me me me! I have more of these pics as usual. When the video is edited I’ll be posting more behind the scenes actions from my two days of covering Queen and King st respectively. Raymbo on the Street.
The first day I did ponytails on may 2/4 w/e it just came to me to be more adorabz so I did and so now it’s one of my new things. Could not have done it with my roots and platinum.
I also wore this dress in the vlog video so I guess the photes are kinda relevant.
I have to strop treating my blog like a truck stop though, spreading my content around everywhere on the webz last of all here. Shame shame. For the hardcore lurkers and multi-platform friendly elites feels like they’ve been blogged already before cos it’s old news now. Fine line bloggeroonies.
On May 2-4 I skipped town and it was great. You guys are witnessing a fabulous midlife crisis way ahead of schedule lol. Actually I think it’s a normal phenomenon for late 20’s spilling over in to thirty-ish chicks to live pedal to the metal, ones who made career/school life choice sacrifices I mean but yeah, a woman is in her prime at 30 so it makes sense. Also it’s like one day we wake up look around and go HOLY FUCK MY TWENTIES ARE OVER I better do something about this and that “something” happens to be itsy bitsy teeny weeny bikinis to prove that we are not old and then partying, a means-vehicle of proving. Yeah buddy. Look at Pauly D, he celebrated his 30th birthday on the set of Jersey Shore last season. My clock is tickin’? You betcha tickity tock lets do this party window is a closin’.
So open the goddamn door then haha. I take comfort in the fact that I got a lot of brosephs and chickadee friends a decade plus older than I am and therefore still consider me a wee baby.
Phenomenon? PHENOMENOT. Funny right. I made that one up yesterday. Okay I gotta get back to “work”. No really. Kay bye. Much love.
TOMORROW I AM JUDGING A STREET FIGHTER PARTY COSTUME PARTY CONTEST WHaaaaaaaaaaaat? Yep! It’s true. It could happen to you. If you’re young at heart. Pre-sale tickets! open bar + food + costumes + free taekwondo lessons + 1994 screening of street fighter = not to be missed.
This is what will happen if you do or don’t come. Think about it.
I have no idea what is going on anymore, what hello? I am talking to you out of a shoe. Just kidding I have not lost my mind NOT YET BABIES. How many girls feel that way sometimes though like they are freaking about to lose it at any fucking second? A gf of mine said one time she had to get physically removed from her apt by her besties for a little calm down babysitting time at theirs. I think we can call that (extreme) white girl problems? Hmm not really I know some cray (dope) black chicks too, crazy is not exempt from race that’s for damn sure. Wow look at this little expert here. Seeing as I am regressing back to life at 21 (BEST YEAR EVER) I may as well take it back to how I wrote and blogged back then. Excessively detailed. In a shit’s hitting the fan kind of way. That makes the reader like AGHHH!! Holding on for dear life the entire time haha. I think with a spurt of nice weather and sunshine I get happy so I act goofier and I am trying to just enjoy it. I “stop caring” and start enjoying. The worst thing about having a solid life like this is not enjoying it. How assholic.
I got conceited about this even though the markers dried out pretty quick, the pink one for sure. I lucked out on orange.
Took awhile to get it right. The picture fools.
Yo save me a piece I do not want to waste my money on this. I’m a new product whore fyi. raymiATraymitheminx.com get am me hints guys.
The Lesnos™ dragged some discarded planters, two of them, huge, heavy. With a dolly. Two trips up to Rebecca’s balcony A woman on the ground floor asked if Bech was Russian (because we were strong like ox?) then asked if we had a mattress for sale. Sad face. Bech is Austrian. It was a cute encounter. 2 Broke girls much though? Lol.
Next jam to be overplayed and over with in 3 days. Right now though I’s drinking it in.
Dancing to Ghostface on my Uncle’s boat. One of many highlights.
Sunday was a fun day in city, a boozy blur. Very fuckin’ Jack Sparrow.
My ponytails lasted in to the next day as well. PARTY STATUE.
When I get through these I’ll do the family boat cruise post. I am an A-hole. See what happens when your entire life turns into a blog bulletin board requirement.
I love my bargaining chips. Perma-boat placement success secured! This guy. (me your hero in case it wasn’t obvious). Thanks Julesy.
Ol blinky is talking about some car he wants to next buy for his triple midlife crisis purchase (his words). He gets shy in front of babes and impresses by talking about his toys like all men do. Cool story bro tell it again.
All the Kerouacs are colourful characters.
No aunt Janet no fancy spread then so this is the lunch I made for us.
Jumper times! No not train track jumper ew gross no. 3F jumper ah-duh.
Got a box of shoes back from Adventurehouse and this is the screening process it had to undergo for house introductory purposes for some reason (because cats are retarded).
No really it was this big. I will cut you if you make a camel toe comment. No Rebecca will. that’s one of her sayings. I try not to make literal threats that get taken literally when you type them out on the internet. But no really though you mess with the bull and you get the horns. WINK. AHaaha. Do you like my big tough guy act?
Can you imagine if I just fell off the back of that thing? That would be fuh-nay. Bet you’d like to see that and yes, I did imagine falling off and sploshing in to the lake. It would have sucked.
Me right now btw and speaking of JOing. Haha what?
I picked out some new products to demo and review from Adult Deals Daily. Sexy minxy “me times” I am stoked. You know you’ve made it when your spanking it gets sponsored. Oh lordy.
The Lelo is a couples vibe they’re doing a featured deal on at the moment. Intriguing.
I like that it looks like it came from the movie Rango, or an iguana, Rango? No idea. No wait I’m right. Sort of. Anyway it’s on sale for $119 at the moment, you have 4 days left. Tell me how you liked it. I’ll be reviewing some other products I will not blow the surprise on just yet. It’s hard to keep my trap shut. But I will do it!
That flippity flap cape is also from 3F I don’t think I’ve worn it out yet. If you saw the piles of clothes and shopping bags in my tickle trunk boudoir I would faint.
Now back to the boat. And my Bruise Watch Summer 2012. It’s faded more now thankfully.
Think you’ve seen that one already. Second time’s le charmant.
Rods everywhere.
O_O.
Bring your own hot girl. Or maybe there will already be one on board.
Or below deck.
Change times.
Flattering. I always wanted a bond girl suit. See my purse back there haha.
I love iphone reversey mode.
This didn’t look that stupid after all I coulda rocked this look for the rest of the afternoon. Whatever. Now I know. At least we can enjoy it backwards still.
I am a daredevil standing back there.
You don’t have to bring one single thing on board for fishing my Uncle’s got it all covered. And then some.
Woah. There’s an awkward potato.
Yeah buddy all cool now.
I like to keep it Michelle Tanner as much as poss (the hair). Don’t have a cow man which, she appropriated from The Simpsons. obvs but still flies cos Michelle can do whatever Michelle wants. GOOD NIGHT MICHELLE! (ps. superbo RTM FH homage post right hurr BTW).
Jules was like what a ballin’ boat. That is correct. Affirmative. *robot voice*.
I look funny. I refer to myself as a Muppet 400 times more now oh great. AMINAL SMASH.
Cha cha cha see how my arm looks huge but it’s not? Nice.
Better.
Lates.
I love going through the harbour, is that what they call it? I guess so. All calm and serene, back at night too it’s exciting but on the way out you have plane on a runway anticipation you know it’s gonna happen and then they gun the motor and you can rock a surfer stance as you just leave the marina passed the pier. I’m a water baby for sure.
New flag.
Now we all have fishing licenses haha.
Perfect Canadian Tire outfit. Where are the Canadian tuxedos?
TO BE CONTINUED. I have interview questions to answer and a music video to prepare for. Plus a ton-a other ting tangs. Laundry to fold. Ugh. BYE.
YEAH buddy we can find you a rich husband here. Don’t leave! j/k
Carrying shit sucks. Bye for real now.
HKD reporting for raymitheminx.com
Cavalia Odysseo the VIP Experience guest post by Heather. Sadly I could not make it to this one so I sent my camera girl/producer, she LOVED it and I am still jealous. Read along for why. I saw ads for this in Quebec city last summer and dreamily longed to attend a show, then I was invited to go two weeks ago but was booked for that particular evening. I needed to pass along the VIPLEASE to someone else cos I knew it would be not to be missed!
Spent the day shooting w/ Raymi, and she ended up double booked for the evening, so she offered me two VIP passes to the Cavalia: Odysseo show in Toronto, located temporarily in the giant white tent in the Portlands. It was only a few hours before show time, so I rushed home and quickly changed, and recruited my friend Kat to come with me.
Kat loving it.
The cab dropped me at the entrance, just off Lakeshore East, slightly west of Cherry. I zoomed over to the Rendezvous Entrance, where I was greeted by a lovely lady, and quickly grabbed my lanyard and headed into the arena for the show. Kat was stuck in traffic, and she made the opening with minutes to spare (the alternative would have been drinking alone in the VIP lounge, which would have been not much of a purgatory, as everything is free).
First impressions….there are no bad seats in the arena (2900 seats), everything is pretty close to the action. I’m talking metres away from the show, so close, that you actually feel apart of the show. I’ve never gone to a show quite like this, the closest (and totally incomparable) would be an old fashioned circus.
I feel like Cavalia: Odysseo should have an unofficial motto: “Yes, we have horses & other stuff, but this is not the circus. This will be one of the best live shows you will ever see.”
horsies. Neigh Little Raymis, neigh.
Things start off simple, a song and an introductory performance of the horses with various riders. The stage floor seems like the set of a play, and slowly expands into a great expanse, tilted up in the rear to give amazing views to the upper rows, but also providing many optical illusions that work in with the theme of each of the night’s performances.
This show really has a bit of everything: African dancers, clogging, acrobats, horse jumping, horse tricks, girls & guys dangling from the upper set pieces in elaborate silk riggings, men wearing spring feet who jump metres in the air….and so much more.
One of the things I kept noticing is how safe everything is. If a horse goes a little bit off course, a helping hand is always ready to direct the animal back where it should be going. During the horse jumping, the standards are held by performers, and they correct any lower jumps almost by instinct, making the show seamless, even with the very few tiny errors that are common when performing with live animals.
The other awesome touch: they raise the house lights once and awhile, to allow the horses to view the audience, and they also curtsey to the audience. It was beautifully done.
Intermission. So my bag baby.
You can really see how much work goes into the planning and rehearsals of this show, not to mention, every day of its production. You can also tell how much the horses love their trainers, and how they do really enjoy putting on a show, and pleasing the audience. The trust the horses have in their trainers is blatant.
I really don’t want to give away all the secrets of the show. I do suggest checking it out, as it will blow your mind. There were two small children sitting beside us during the show, they were sitting on the edges of their seats, absolutely mesmerized by the performances, even though it was well past their bedtimes.
I also cannot remember how many times me and Kat were jaw-droppingly shocked by what was going on. There were even guys riding horses while upside down, barely clinging to the sides of their saddles. I have seriously never seen anything like this, and I plan on catching any of their future shows. I don’t think any other performance of anything has ever excited me as much as this show.
As for the rest of the VIP experience… We were too late to enjoy the pre-show meal & drinks, but we did hit up the intermission dessert buffet & drinks, and we enjoyed the outdoor patio area, that has a spectacular view of downtown Toronto. The after show included a meet & greet with a few of that nights performers, as well as a meet & greet with a few of the horses. The perfect gift for any horse lover.
All & all, it was a surprise for me to attend this show so last minute, and I am very grateful, as it was spectacular, and totally unforgettable. Thanks Raymi! And thank you Cavalia Odysseo for such an amazing experience!!!
And thank you Heather! xo your pal Raymi.
Also they’ve extended the run of the program due to overwhelming demand! Check the calendar for dates and seats.
Pretty sick here. I look emo and dead. You’d like that wouldn’t you.
Open the window and let some of the amazing out oh my god right? Right. What? Hmm? That’s from the High School movie we saw yesterday, it was the best time being surrounded by media people with notepads and we were clearly the row of stupid idiot target marketed stoners in the middle of the theatre. There’s a frog that ribbits what? and Adrian Brody goes what? back at it and it ribbits what? again and it goes on and on, thumbs up! Some very serious comedic scenes and true to form drug high trip outs and what not, lots of sketch comedy and just plain sketch. Great at ten in the morning! Yesterday was a long day.
We made a day of shopping out of it.
I have some serious dubloons to burn on my Holt Renfrew (bday) gift card so we started there. I tried on a lot of wildfox clothing while visiting Ang in MTL and I never forgot about this one sweater I put on and didn’t take/buy/beg/steal and so now I got one kind of similar.
Now watch me pants myself.
Moving on.
Everyone smiled at me in this thing on my way to the Drake it is quite a beatific shirt. The material is ultra soft and all night long Rebecca was like oh it’s your $128 dollar t shirt! Blaha.
New shit makes you feel good. Summer is on now brother. I also danced with two hobos passing me on Queen like I was a lucky charm/leprechaun/pot of gold. One guy said to me as we passed, girl, too intimidated to talk to you it’s not even funny. He wasn’t even a hobo this time. Raymbo Bright nailed it.
After Holt (I didn’t have the patience to blow the rest of the card, still super sick) and after Zara (horrid customer service) we skipped down to 3F (dreamboats) to pick out an outfit each, I love those guys so much! So much coloured denim and new stock and styles in store the girls were like O_O YES.
Skinny bitches + open bar = things got fun last night. There was a pampering party at the Drake. Bech has the family camera so I’ll blog it tomorrow. Or whenever. I am on Raymi time.
My stomach is in every single picture. I was going to wear the flowered bloomer shorts Lois got me but it looked even sluttier somehow, too young, too hot. This one was fricking bang on enough. I need new summer wedges mom can I have yours?
Had half a grilled cheese sandwich, not much appetite, they were out of the tomato soup which is what I need right now and there was a hair in my salad that I just picked out and ate anyway. If it’s in a dive who cares. If it’s high end COMPLAIN COMPLAIN COMPLAIN. I could tell the bar maiden liked me so I didn’t want to make an enemy and I shutted upsky see how nice I am MTV.
Ha I got Welcome to Toronto on the ticker.
Gorge flowers everywhere can transform any setting.
How do you feel about Times Square Toronto? I feel it and only because there’s one of it and not blocks and blocks of it like in NYC. New York Lite. Plus we let street urchins take part in flash mobs and outdoor orchestra happenings conducted by randoms (tourists) sponsored by TD Bank or whatever.
Teeny times. I am taking this orange red thing prett-ay seriously right. I can’t wait to dye it again. Today I look like Aslan on a deadline one part risky business and prep boy rapist.
The blue looked amazing too but too much information down in the girl parts area. These are almost nude, I forget the name but will deke people out in the streets that I am nakes. Like that one picture that went viral of the girl bending over in these same skin colour pants except blobs and jiggles so I better watch it. I am sick skinny right now and all toned from Longboarding and coughing my whole body and abdominals for three days solid.
THE GIRLS™ had bibimbap for lunch while I had iced coffee and a throat lozenge with cough syrup in it (YUM) I had munchies in the theatre from our complimentary bags which also contained doobie rollies too THANK YOU LIFE. Honestly Last week I bought rollies on three separate occasions for three separate households like it was my fucking job or something, all the same brand plus the one in the movie bag. I had a tiny crush on the Jewish bad kid starring in the movie that I kept to myself I will kill you if you tell anyone. Rebecca drew a pentagram on her egg that I ignored until now because I am a bad friend. Just kidding too much was going on bro I talked so much (my business requires lots of talking but being with girls all day is a lot of talking) plus am so sick I sound like Kathleen Turner however how I sing right now as a result is adorabz. Everyone turned and smiled at me on my terminator 2 speed march home from the financial district along king home. I just sing softly and whisper sing to myself on the parts I am shitty at or unsure of lyrics then boldly belt it and I think that I have a skill here in that I can sound like every single singer pretty much to a tee, well the ones I listen to and train my ear to and party to dance to blog to. If you know me you’ll know I live on a record player and like to keep it simple, my tunes. I’m exploratory but I repeat the classics. Team Yay Cray have a top twenty dance hits list. If we are lucky! NEXT.
I am Sarah Jessica Parkering myself with this number. I shared my Zara balance with Bech cos for her birthday all I did was give her a package of lousy paintbrushes. She held my hand last night I was like, are you ready to take the next step in this relationship? Day: 150? of friendship sex: none. Baha I called her a lesbo on text right now and she said LESNO. Straighter than an arrow that one but she’s got a busted crooked wrist that can give handjobs around corners. Is this post sounding like Girls? Still haven’t watched it yet. Did you guys follow the hipster racism brew-ha-ha on the interwebz between Jezebel and SBTVC regarding it? Guess what side I’m on.
True story: saw a girl wearing a floral jumper onesie on Bech’s street I say can I borrrow yours for tomorrow? Then Bech wears her. The movie was at varsity. My old stomping grounds. Jules is leaving us for SF in Sept. Another reason to head there. It’s crappening dudes. I’m planning a trip for June. You will be mindblown.
I look like an older Jewish woman here in this light. Meh. I’m sick. REMEMBER THAT.
I ate a brownie and a bag of chips in the dark halfway through the movie and didn’t know what I was putting in my mouth ahaha. I had the loudest laugh in the theatre too which would make me laugh more.
Shower time break. Sick person’s Law.
