so we went to the island yesterday despite overcastish skies and in the end the sun came through for us, awwright. i stupidly abandoned my bikini bottoms cos i figured it wouldn’t get warm. oh well. casie was down for the count as was candice. good times. i’ve got picture overload so i’m just snaggin’ some highlights for now.
it was dave‘s first island experience (holy crap update your site guy).
i don’t know what this is but it seems to happen every year on the island.
that girl was feeling us (not).
ha ha that’s casie’s promotional url sticker i slapped on his nose thing.
i love this cat.
peaches and cream barbie!
great views.
we ordered an extra large pizza with extra cheese and pepperoni and i feel like i’m the one who quite possibly ate the most, likely? probably. sorry.
hot tub. i tried on that suit too, very cougish. awesome.
then we went to the pool. then we took the streetcar home and i fell asleep immediately. awesome day. awesome company. now today’s weather would be perfect beach weather so get out there.
who’s ready for some more frivolous shit? it’s basically all my brain can handle about now.
great bags. same ones at the precious metal gala. i didn’t get them that time though cos i got the VIP bag. but now i have two. WIN.
fil‘s bag, dude version, was lacking pretty much all dude stuff. britt said the guy bags had guy underwear. not this one. scant pickings. also we hoovered all the food products last nite while watching life aquatic with pitt on the couch and it was all very delicious thank you very much.
fil said the only useful thing in his was the scotch tape haha whatever engineer. look at all that dove ish SO useful you ding dong. i read this at first glance as anouse gel like how borat would say it. wawawewa!
i just put some of the bottom tube around my eyes and it doesn’t burn and when i get up next to look in the mirror there better not be any lines!
i have so many razors too bad i’m not emo (get it cutting joke)(oh blow me).
ha i just gave one of these away. luckily this one doesn’t expire til december.
now for mine.
fil dismantled everything in his bag so here is my little dove box.
dove, you owe me one. nice finally some handwash for the kitchen. i’m tired of washing my hands with hippie dish soap.
as we were leaving i dug through pitt’s bag and saw this tin and thought NICE score perfume. nope, definitely not perfume.
whoever had to fold these into tiny flat squares musta hated life so bad doing that. i did it a few times and it wasn’t easy. maybe it’s cos i am feeling so smart today.
they look and feel awesome.
so glad i forgot about this last nite as i am pretty sure we’d of annihilated it.
this is the pouch those eye cream things came in.
amazing. i have a feeling i will be buying up some more of these in different colours. remember when monica lewinsky was on barbara walters wearing that lip gloss from the gap and then the next day everyone went out in droves to buy it up in that shade? i forget what the shade was called but anyway, people are insane. the gap must’ve loved the shit out of her. i mention this cos joe is the gap for cheapskates. same company you knew that.
or i could just use a highlighter.
tastes so good too.
thanks to roulette i have these fugly little things. each 4000 fake money dollars got you one. i gave one away to pitt (i think) and to britt. and each 1000 got you a ballot to win a blackberry.
as i was going through all the junk pamphlets to recycle i was a bit bummed to think of the total waste of paper this thick book was but then i (luckily) peeked inside…
good one you guys. hot pink lined too!
this didn’t come in the gift bag but it was on the bed anyway, my bro unagi has a new record out called reinventing the eel i’m putting it on itunes right now i know it will impress.
ok here are some of fil’s photos from last nite.
that would be the black version of my grey dress. britt also has it in purple. i think i might have to permanently borrow them.
i had maje gamble fever last nite i want to play real life roulette RIGHT NOW.
i didn’t really get what i was doing as this guy had a v thick accent when he was explaining it to me i sort of understood but was also just picturing sharon stone in casino in my head and running with that oh god i love that scene so much when she throws the chips in the air and de niro is so into it then the scene freezes and that song comes on Love Is Strange by Mickey & Sylvia SO GOOD (i enjoyed the fact that he was a dead ringer for hank azaria and he also slipped one of my coloured chips on the winning numbers when i wasn’t looking, nice guy) but then pitt got in there and showed me the ropes and i got the hang of it.
seriously what happened to those hobo cups? we each bought one for 5 dollars and then that was to make each drink one dollar cheaper after that, did anyone actually use one to get the discount? two words: icerberg vodka. may as well be moonshine. ughh.
things got kinda sloppy after awhile. britt what is that orange wristband for? enza supermodel took our photos and i didn’t smile in any of them so she made us do ‘em over she also said holding our tin cups was kinda trashy. HA HA. yes that makes me want to smile big time! where would those pictures turn up?
jesus watch this video for the song i referenced above, this is ewan mcgregor’s first acting role. Ewan McGregors first acting role, done 6 months from completing acting school, and he never looked back. skip to 30 seconds in.
passing by a boutique yesterday this little dog caught my eye so i went in to say hello and take a few pics (have a couple pom enthusiast friends) then i realised i was in the notorious champagne and cupcakes (if you don’t know about this story and you live in toronto, wear clothes…omg read it!) anyway had a poke around and saw a fuscia version of the dress kept my cool more or less ha. then i saw the feather headbands at the back of the store and figured i should buy one for Rethink Romp.
necklaces to die for.
i want that bow one badly.
swooning over here.
so what did i get? and i am glad i did this cos at the rethink romp they had many tables offering feather headpieces and i’m sure i’d have drunk shopped something tacky.
it even broke my heart just to unwrap it hahaha chicks are fucked eh? before i delicately unsheathed it i had to sigh at least five times.
it was a toss up between this or a soft yellow/black feather. red always wins in the end.
success! actually had a pair of unspoiled thigh high fishnets. the name of the company that makes these feather bands is ophelie h.a.t.s and they are based in montreal. Caroline Lim of CnC says they are vintage feathers, or maybe she said antique? same thing right? anyway it’s not a new feather plucked from a new bird, wherever it came from that bird is long dead by now.
rush job literal last minute on way out the door. i remember wearing nail stickers before they actually encourage you to not bite your hails. nail biter tip!
i think teddy is his name (says so on the site). i really need to take notes when i walk around or talk to anyone, ever.
gah too cute.
i didn’t take any photos of the store itself cos i felt, i dunno, tense? it felt too sacred and knowing the back story drama definitely added to it. there’s some pictures on the website of the boutique. i caught a glimpse of a wedding gown hanging up in a dressing room and almost fainted.
here’s the feather in action. oh and i killed at roulette once i figured it out. i better win that blackberry!
we are going to Rethink Romp tonite. what the hell should i wear? i refuse to buy something new. suggestions? the theme is prohibition 20s/30s era obvs. i will have to sort through my pile of fishnets. damn i wish i had a spring trench coat.
yesterday was a time for firsts. the sound of music braids firsts. not bad not bad. fil dug ‘em they may or may not have led to sex. haha.
will soon require a new book shelf for coffee table-sized books.
the next time i dare speak on a panel i will wear these MF’ers.
and now it’s time for the shit i obsessively hoard and never dust component of this blog post.
this nxne rabbit has for sure got to be worth something by now.
pancake bear. jamie sent me him at least four years ago.
then we tried to smile with our eyes.
pancake head bear has an unfair advantage.
dusty head choco cat i bought from the sanrio store in times square when i was 18. if you ever come over or have been over you get a tour of my chachka shelf whether you like it or not. most people like it. then we go over to the fil shrine which gives me the opportunity to rip on fil for a good five minutes. FUN.
this is what my hair looks like with my eyes closed in case you were wondering.
this was my brother’s as a baby then it made its way into my room when he wasn’t looking and i finally tiefed it once and for all. he probably has some stupid name, can’t remember.
grade 9 pretention.
my miniature band-aid box is smaller than my pinky nail. you have to come over and see it in person i know alicia would faint. if a mini parcel box can almost bring her to tears then this guy for sure wll bring her to her knees.
lise, your hurro kitty has a nice new life. just an update.
“organization” land. ok i’ll show you what’s inside
(is this boring or interesting i can’t tell).
my zune and zune accessories live in here and lint brush refills as well as sequins i brought out from my sewing bag when sass and i (and brosz7) were watching america’s next top model and we saw sequins were being glued to their faces during hair and makeup for the season finale. so now the sequins hang out in this drawer. originally purchased for felt creature decoration which never happened. i like to admire them in their packages just like that. i’m a simple woman.
my paints. for the longest time i kept them in a big plastic bag and stashed it beside the tv along with other junk to give this place an endearing squalorish vibe. these drawers come right out so when i paint i just take the whole thing over to the painting station and off i go.
brushes, markers etc belong here. i bet only one of those sharpies barely works too.
more misc. junk ok i am actually getting bored now.
ankle/wrist weights heavier than the entire shelf stand itself.
cid and box update: no change.
then fil shoved me on the couch on our way out the door.
rolu is tops for people spying cos of that great big mirror.
this is what hanging out with fil is like.
ignored via mirror vision.
i like that it is always christmas at rolu just like in our place.
if your order makes it to 20 dollars, for two dollars more you can get another roll (or something else) so we did that to have stuff to take home for later.
i needed shampoo. i got that and more for 6.49 (that kit was originally $14) oh man how long til i get into amway?
those guys also might or might not have helped us hug with our pants off TMI right. they’re size large for someone who is between 69-87lbs ie. not a 26 year old. no matter, they fit and hello 2.99 from over ten bucks, seven pairs? decent. clearance rack is the first thing we beeline for, i think shoppers might be my favourite store now.
1.99 each from 3.99 – felt like a deal.
i think he likes my hair. i practiced smiling like kirstin dunst in the mirror (she often wears her hair like this) you know her teeth showing dimples vampire thing, um, does not work on my face.
i will master this ‘do to perfection.
we then watched smother (not bad, not too good, some really funny dialogue, but a tad spotty) and gran torino. oh man clint eastwood slays.
mardi gras headpiece/mask hanging up at southern accents i finally figured out what it was after all this time just figured it was some kind of cuckoo chandelier. we went for dinner with my aunt two nites ago there and had the prix fixe, so so filling. this is the only picture i took.
check out my girl deb’s etsy store she makes fantastic jewelry. model by day, solderer by nite, crazy! i would wear practically anything in that store though here are a few of my personal faves:
worth it enough just to cycle through photos of how she styled her kate moss mannequin.
it pains me to look at photos of earrings (my ear holes closed up in grade four after only 2 months of being pierced for a wedding).
way feeling it.
clearly a red theme goin’ on strong here for me.
gorgeous.
by far my favourite styled photo from the hair to the glasses and the necklace. perfect. girl gets it right. ok i don’t want to spoil them all so just go on over there yourselves.
and you know deb via jamie, who sadly got in a motorcycle accident last saturday. he’s ok don’t worry just housebound and on his way to squirlytown. go pay his blog a visit.
one more thing while i’m on the do-gooder bandwagon, hit up dave’s donation page for the heart&stroke foundation it is of my understanding that he will peddling for this great cause.
there has been some internet fallout preceding monday’s town hall. basically, many people are finding themselves confused as to why myself and sass were included in the droning-on pointless getting nowhere irrelevant circle jerk which took place that evening. i’ve seen blame put on on to our heads for the “disaster” of the video shorting out (hilarious) to the then “embarrassment” of us sitting up there. we’re even being labeled as hipsters, ha ha. *update: now the prevalent term is “socialites” because going outside sometimes makes you one. news to me!
you know, i was personally invited to sit on this panel and i then decided to nominate sass cos why not, the more the merrier. if you felt like you are better qualified for something like this in the future, then by all means sign up. i am making absolutely no apologies for helping out. if we were male bloggers this would have been a non-issue. without a doubt. we tried to drive the point home that you need to appeal to others outside your stupid little boys club making a shit ton of noise garnering zero progress. why would i cut off an “expert” to reply to a comment posed as a question? i know the issues, true i cannot verbalize them effectively on the spot, but i know them, and i assumed everyone else in that room knew them too (in actuality no “new” news came to light monday nite) so why reiterate?
we were there to bring much-needed attention to this story, how that eludes some is beyond me. at the end when olivia chow finally turned up (then beat it out of there for a flight) i finally cut off rocky and said my little spiel to wrap it all up more or less along the lines of it is unanimous that we are all concerned and now we need to act, we can build a new internet tower in the sky bla blah blah talk tech all you want but you need to approach this emotionally…all throughout the talk we, myself, sass and ESPECIALLY even mark of mozilla were like people, shut up. i wish i kept his notes, he offered them to me. they consisted of a spider web diagram of real words that people can not only relate to, comprehend, but would actually care to listen to. his key point was DON’T BE DEPRESSED – how techy is that? guy understands fully that these panels are giant snoozefests and opportunities for cranky whiners to whine (and then go home to their internet to whine some more). hate to break it to you tech world but, you’re boring. it’s not that we are stupid and you are smart (why do you think my blog is so fucking popular, do you think i’m using the full-capacity of my brain every time i sit down here? you know there’s more than one kind of intelligence right?) it’s that we know how to influence people, we know how to make it interesting and for that to happen we have to show up and be interested and interesting. 95% of that room needs public speaking lessons, you couldn’t sell water to someone dying of thirst in a desert. luckily i have a brain and sussed out that this issue is a biggie and looked through all the boring blank white space and words on my own cos you sure as shit didn’t lend a hand in that department.
in summation, keep targeting my colleague (ha) and i instead of raising more awareness regarding saving our net. not like i didn’t foresee this happening to be honest (making it all about us oooh those GIRLS have NO BUSINESS involving themselves in technology). you flamers are so predictable. yawn.
did you know that i host my blog on the internet and not on a stack of old newspapers therefore, I CARE. did you know that i can reach thousands of people daily and you can’t THEREFORE 1. i care 2. caring + reaching people = please speak on our panel raymi we need you. do you want me to write a song about it or paint a diagram or create a graph to help you better grasp this simple concept?
you know the guy sitting in the middle was a staff representative for CUPE (Canadian Union of Public Employees) DOESN’T have a website (if you don’t have one today you are pretty much irrelevant in my books) and i bet you a hundred bucks you can’t remember (w/o listening to the podcast) one goddamn thing he said – i sure as hell can’t. why was that dude even there again? what? nobody knows? even less relevant than sass and i? yeah, fuck yourselves and you’re welcome.
next time host your own goddamn panel and fill it up with the same crowd, see how much progress you make.
as per the title of this post it is clearly in reference to my quote that has been misquoted numerous times so whatever, fuck it. i was trying to HELP YOU. you’re basically telling me you’re cool with this matter on your own and to not bother next time, yeah? ok no problem, back to beer bongs and porn for this guy cos that’s all i’m about, peace!
ps. way to be net neutral, f’n skeeves. next time if you see me in the flesh please bring this up like an adult instead of running home to your computer. you more than had the opportunity for it monday nite. no excuses.
me: i kinda want to say something jokey like actually we are the victims here we’ve been used and exploited and now shat upon for this cause. very fair.
Sassephine: haha that’s fair
all those comments etc are just about us
people want to prey on us because we’re easy targets
just so they can ‘say anything’ on the internet and feel important
just riding off of our popularity and controversy
in the words of the wedding singer:
look it’s me as adam sandler. thanks krista. see, that was an example of something interesting and fun. try it on sometime.
watch it in action (1.15)
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don’t forget to check out my emoraymi twitter persona, it’s where i get real. real sad.
this video features my breakfast and some miniature hamburgers. i’m still watching so once i find out the rest i shall update you with whatever the hell else we talk about. oh ok we discuss fashion, rather, i go off on it a bit until sean cuts me off and the video ends. enjoy! (his computer actually ran out of memory so we had to go through a bunch of files and delete stuff to make more room before proceeding further).
big-ups sean w! so weird that’s my brother’s name (different spelling) it’s like um, you can’t have that name i know someone back home with that name, fuck off with THAT name!
