Unrequit this.

Hi Raymwatch. Instead of moving forward in life, today I have decided to take it a step back or few and check out some #TBT Throwbacks because I don’t know what the future holds and I don’t care at the mo. I know that I’ve done a lot of out there stuff in my time and sometimes fail to give it the recognition it deserves due to whackloads of cyber bullying making fun of my performance art (burlesque) but now that I have been taking in some of my past exploits I am impressed, suffice it to say. That wow I did that.

Even though I blind myself in the eye in the end, emulating the scene from National Lampoon’s Christmas Vacation in the same (more or less) red bathingsuit with Hawaiian flowers thrown in to marry it all together was pretty epic…blah blah blah watch. I am kind of going through a body fitness obsession phase right now so maybe I am taken by that? Like don’t fuck it up again this time kid. My goal is totake on the world with my body and mind. But mostly body. If I could call myself Raymi the Body from now on, I would. Someone is already called “The Body” though, and she’s awesome (scary).

I made these videos all the time because I was too shy to dance out in public because no one dances in Toronto but I have this burning desire to dance and these youtube videos were how I did it. Plain as day sober. Alone. Like a hamster in its cage? Some became pretty viral too. The rest of this post will be pictures. This video is from 2008. OLD.

Okay well one more can’t hurt :).

At the end of this night, some girls dressed up in my tickle trunk costumes and one uses a picture of her in this with me in it on her dating profile. I don’t know why I love that so much? It’s ridiculous probably. That a guy on the internet who reads my blog told me about it cos he saw it there but knew I wasn’t dating. I am turning into an easter egg.

Oh and I am gonna be the next ass person too that is also one of my crazy goals. I am going to also chisel out space in my repertoire for my ultimate sights which are set to be Chelsea Handler. I’ll have to start drinking way more though. But back to ass, if you don’t believe it check my instagram I am doing daily badonks and it’s probably nsfw. Three crappy words of life: Not Allowed To. I woke up, smelled the coffee and realised I was allowed to do this. So I am doing it. Ps. this pic was in Miami, we had an awesome time.

Life as a blonde was interesting. I did not achieve my goal with it which was to be Holly Madison and after MTV Creeps I wanted to distance myself so I changed my hair and never spoke of all the awful things I wanted to say about them and went Jean Grey.

Aw Papa. I am going as Nana’s date tomorrow in your stead. We love and miss you so much. This was my brother’s 30th birthday jam that I decorated the house like a carousel for him as a surprise, he was touched. So I have turned 28 by this point. He and my ex got loaded on flavoured vodka and I depsised them ahhaha.

Then I was on another dating show and the secret is we were already dating. He curled my hair that morning of taping and actually dropped me off too. lol sorry. That’s why I was so awkward cos I was afraid of how he would act, yet he was brilliant. I was the one who got made fun of bahaha.

Christine is an awesome blogger too who is traveling the world. Too bad we didn’t meet up in Germany! Me wearing this little onesie (my niece now has) was a big deal cos I was on my way to getting skinny and it was my first tiny outfit that I felt uncomfortable in all night long wearing, but everyone gawked in a good way. I try not to dress like an idiot as much anymore but it happens. Speaking of throwback this was a throwback party.

Met a hot doctor this night and I danced with Dennis Rodman. Ft Lauderdale baby. Still get their emails and they make me sad.

We didn’t fight the whole time. you don’t fight in Paradise. But I strangled her at the airport and made her delete all my evidence. God the stories I’m gonna tell one day when I’m a shriveled up extra from the movie Cocoon.

I am glad this feature film I starred in never saw the light of day. The stills are good enough for me.

I am glad this picture of me exists. I am hokey, what can I say. It worked for Mr. Dressup.

Melucas were spinning at Salvador Darling, Clem got us a limo and we surprised them after my headlining show at tattoo. That was an epic performance too. Don’t worry. I’ll do an act someday again. #bucketlists Also note my arm pre-minx tattoo but the burn mark (jerk chicken bbq) is there, which is why I got the tattoo.

Biked over to another old pocket of my past life to gibson Showroom one night alone and saw many many many (friendly) ghosts of back then, it was a bit much. I tried to be invisible. My eyes were watering the entire time because it was late in the summer, my allergies. God what a fool haha but here is a picture that it ever happened.

I wannabe Katy Perry too.

This is one of my favourite pictures. I was feeling really conceited and pretty and in love this night and so I wanted a nice picture but NOPE. Friends weren’t having it. COOL THANKS!

I love this picture too. What’s up O’Nizz!

Team yay cray at the nxne party. Ok i have to go to more music parties again because I get to see my old friends and by old friends I mean important people who fan girl my blog and tell me stories about Woody harrelson all night. Put me on your guestlist fuck sake raymiATraymitheminx.com and I am looking at you TIFF parties.

Another NXNE party night the next night. Hi Casie! ILU

Awesome bloggers know how to work together too. Sometimes. This was one of those times! Do you wanna see the video? An old friend of mine talked to me about it last night. Small worlds always, no?

My eyes watered all day long this day too ughh.

As for Jules she went back to school in San Fran and is dating some hot hippie bro now. Righteous. Miss you babe.

Bechnique is expecting a little boy! She’s somewhere in the states? Happy for you!

Reading up on one of my cyber besties at the shoe, just a typical Tuesday night.

Being skinny and hot and depressed at Emmas.

Haha those overalls.

I got that weird virus on NYE and lost like 7lbs, when I was already really skinny to begin with. there’s a blog post about that night if you were keen.

Had some interesting outfits for around Burlingtron.

I moved back to Toronto not long after this.

There are only so many times you can go bowling. Or are there?

Which brings us to nowadays. Do you think I should keep on keeping on? Thanks much obliged for checking out TBT with me.

sorry for blogging

Hey remember that time I was in a music video for the beauties (and I had no idea it was being shot, not until it had been up for 2 months!) and you saw me all these times within a minute?

And in a vintage Puma tee no less. That’s the owner of the Drake beckoning me, we were hanging with him Stew and Trish and I. Fun night!

And then I danced. Like I said, I didn’t know they were shooting a video! I had come from burlesque practise and was all YOLO on a Sunday night, as The Dakota was wont to be those nights yeah.

Full vid here. Good times.

I just want to get embed with you

It was short and sweet but we loved this little car as much of a “downgrade” as it was compared to the rest, it was super cute, fun and summer soundtrack on cue as all hell. Plus a goofy rockin’ conundrum.

We were off to a hot tub party at my fairy godma’s.

PS. I searched for this video on and off all day urgh finally! I’m still in fall denial.

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!

I lurk at you.

Here’s some more Canadian explorations with my Dutch little treat from last week. It’s nice to share with him the scenes of my various childhood crimes (an expression CHILL) and early adulthood stomping grounds plus now it’s my turn to tell the stories cos I got an earful over in Holland about all kinda of funnylarious wacky and wild adventures taking place all over everywhere we went.

This day we went to Future Shop to get a big monitor. What’s with dudes and big computer monitors right? Must be an IT guy thing.

Niece doesn’t wear these and mine are almost museum artifacts so yoink. I can fit into a seven.

Summer outfits are kinda Carrot Top. Cray. Man I got some eyeballs at the falls. It was a heat wave you are lucky I’m not wearing my Borat suit.

Went for a spin yesterday more on that later. NBD.

Didn’t properly cruise mom’s Facebook til yesterday oh looky loo Tracey. I drew that heart.

Mom said this was so Julian. She has a hyper funny friend from teenagehood and my BF does what he wants on impulse like a passionate mofo I love that. Sure everyone at Barangas did too.

Back to the falls. AT the time of this picture TONY HAWK was on the other side of the Niagara Falls omfg right. My friend Duncs pointed that out to me (also not to be confused with DUNCS MA DAD).

Whatever Falls. That nail polish was supposed to be green. WTF with me now.

This is a look at me dress lets just be honest. Dutch women whipped their heads at me in Holland and then did an I AM HONOURING THAT nod like they were making a note to copy it for later and I was like THUMBS UP at them. Can we all just walk around like a beach resort right meow thanks peace, your friend Laymi.

It’s nice that there’s a rasta banana featured here way to welcome our American visitors, great first impression there but I noticed the locals are pretty “real” so it flows. It’s like a carny town built to please everyone and an ultra ghost town upon immediate vacating thereof. Why am I writing this like a CSI report??

Did I blog this yet I don’t know, in it I talk about Shia Labeouf (whom I’m a huge fan of btw), the JO-ing us driver (capital REALLY DUDE?), lil bub and some keeping it real in the 60’s pics + video on life back then if you were alive and an adult. CHECK IT OUT.

The set-up.

Those shorts are from Holland, it’s hard to gauge what’s in fashion here cos I’ve been away in terms of neon are people doing it a lot here can we do a poll? I also like how my bf tried to tell me I couldn’t wear cougar or animal prints over there, it’s everywhere. Also Do you think I would adhere to anyone’s fashion rules over that of my own ever?

Still haven’t shown the back of this guy, long black zipper. I have several new things I haven’t worn yet it’s just too hot.

And instagrammed. Yawn.

My throwback. Hi K-OS.

I don’t know how to rotate flickr pics yet.

Hi Moose. Send that to Moose. A dutch guy obsessed with Moose, we got to the bottom of Moose.

I’ve been coming here since I was 2. Someone digs it. Yeahada. Oakville love.

Our stuff is a novelty to him.

These things still exist he’s like. Yeah man go for it.

Could my earrings be huger? Yes they could. Guess where they cam from.

Hi guys. Comin’ for you today. Maybe you’ll see me.

Our friends. Squirrels are a big novelty too they don’t really exist in Holland. Even table relish, that green sh!t is a Canada thing. I’ll keep you abreast of more curiosities you can feel special about as they come to me. Our cars are bigger too. Everything is bigger. Garlic. I keep getting exclamations of mundane things being AMAZING. Stop the world there’s three highway lanes kinda thing.

Oakvegas pier finally got that it was vertigo scary and dangerous to walk down it all burly-like without a rail I mean I grew up with it riding burly like that but still on windy wave crashy days and when you and your brother/friends like to play PSYCHE out pushing shoving there maybe it’s best to have a rail.

Or if your kid ran off it.

He’s so cute. Look waves. Swoon.

And his Euro picture poses. Look I’m at the/a club?

Sailboat jealous.

Zoomy zoom.

My monkey. Wonder what my dad thinks of all these nicknames he’s hearing. He thinks BF is a gentleman. HAHAHHA. Aw.

Mom loves him too, he makes her laugh. One time in Aruba we followed them to a shopping mall and were all in a store he grabbed a stupid looking green floppy sun hat and said in his crazy accent I AM SENOR FROG! Then he took a pair of shorts I had tried on and nixed and whipped them across the store like you would your underwear at the wall and my mom and I died laughing we were all sweaty tanned and wearing bathing suits it was hysterical Lois didn’t laugh though she wasn’t sure about him yet. I’m LOLing right now even writing about it. I went and picked up the shorts and hung them up after scolding him WTF don’t do that ahgahha he doesn’t give a f*ck it’s very attractive.

They start opening these guys up in the fall I think. I’ve been going since I was a kid.

Waiting for his mail. Think I’m going to update my desktop to this one.

Oh there’s your mail go and get it. Lazy.

A huge fuzzy bee was above me pretty much in a flower. I’m gonna put pause on this we’re going to the city remembuh. Have a nice one.

Mommy le Minx

Time for a Mom feature Little Raymis. It has been been awhile plus this w/e it’s all about yo mama! Lets check out what the dream team Tracey the Minx and Lolo got from The Drake General Store for their Mom Wow shopping date. Ten times cooler than sending flowers, these chicks love to do things (spazzes). So a shopping excursion and lunch in the city courtesy of my home away from home homies The Drake/General Store was the dopest idea. I can’t be there to do it myself this year and do the here is a construction paper card with a crappily drawn flower on it DAUGHTER OF THE YEAR custom-made. Hell I bet if I made those I could sell them for $100 each (self inflated egotism at its best). Remind me to assemble a team of interns to make homemade cards and plagiarize my name on them as my next career move project to fizzle out after 6 months.

Hi! On with the showmance lets go.

Oooh I wonder if my tweet made it into shit girls say, they retweeted it and it got retweeted like gangbusters.

Nice stems jeezis. Nice glasses too! I love how they copy and one-up each other constantly, we always copy each other’s “thing” it’s cute, playful, and fun. Monkey see monkey do. Life is a mirror.

I love this store. Ever since it opened. The owners are dreamy too.

I have never eaten so many eggs in my life since living here.

As a writer I have a great affinity for books, journals, note paper, whimsical stationary, collecting meticulously effortlessly designed notebooks. This makes my heart swoon.

I love this photo. Lois is my godmother. Am I a mother collector? I think I am. GAhah. All your moms are belong to us! I think it’s because my mom is like a child and I am a habitual f–up I am a never-ending fix it project based upon my totally aggressively laid back lifestyle. In other news we watched Our Idiot Brother last night fwahaha.

These I love. I want to make a terrarium. I wish I was not so lazy that I would make one. I want to be the kind of person who makes terrariums. Like David Suzuki. I think I would faint if I met him. National Treasure. His daughter seems wicked too.

Why yes. I. am.

I can only imagine how Dom dealt with them on Thursday haha she said they were very charming. I said my mom is worse than me no filter, which is the charming part D said. AWWWW.

Nice. I knew my mom would have a field day photographing in there. Bonus Mother’s Day gift for the obsessive shutterbug.

In their natural habitat, divas.

Okay ok ocray.

Oh my god I want new clothes so bad.

I want that dress. Love this picture. Florida tanned.

Canadian summers are the best though.

I would love to table dress. I like arranging things, decorating, kitschy vintage-modern, post modern eclectic, nostalgic curiosities. I am a “things” kind of person. Things are based on emotions, the need to tap in to them also if you’re a loner you like play things to fill in for people.

As a girl, how does this box of beads make you feel? She either got it as a gift for a girl or for herself and now she’s going to make me a bracelet.

This makes me feel awesome. Plus “I need it”. I need it in a cabin I don’t own yet.

I guess my mom “needed” this too. She has a lot of jewelry. I “need” some of it. Lol.

Nice smirk Tracey wtf.

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When I landed we got to stare at one another for forty minutes through the glass as I waited for my luggage. Frustrating. The phone started dialing and I bet a phone somewhere on the other side rings? I got spooked and hung up though.

This is in the kitchen. I love it.

1 tulip at the airport. 80 at home. Don’t forget the soup.

Whoops. ALL good now, separated in to two vases some just couldn’t reach the water cos they were all stuffed in to that tiny wine cooler HAH then we left them in the front window with the curtains closed.

The table is going to be replaced but not from ikea he says. I’m all whatever about it but it’s nice to do the whole playing house thing. There’s a lot of vintage dutch around here too, love retro design and the bright colours despite some thinking the 70’s were tacky with all that orange, it’s not for everyone. It’s hot out today, well, winter is definitely gone and it’s 21 I see it’s going to be overcast in Toronto? I check your weather before you wake up. When he gets back from a meeting we’re going to go do some Dutch stuff. Also as an aside I explained what a Dutch oven was and he does not find the duplicity as funny as me BUT he does perform them on me so I think that he actually does now. Fuck it’s always outsmarting, out-witting and out fucking with over here my brain is constantly being stimulated combined with love and in Holland it’s romantic and crazy, but normal. Going to the fysiotherapeut was funny I kept having to hide my smirk. Normal to them, not normal to me and I’m not even walking around baked all the time so the normal is even funnier because I’m not imagining it. I had my lubed foot rubbed by ultrasound from a guy wearing tight mustard corduroy pants in front of my boyfriend and I’m trying to speak english with the doctor while he’s jerking off my foot in a cuckoo clock designed modern fun house of a clinic and it was normal, it was normal, but everything has a keebler elf aesthetic to it. I like it I really do. I think I’m just fucked in the head in general and I get lots of laughs out of life, moving on. I’ll show you pics later on, I go back Friday.

I didn’t ask what’s under those tires but farmers use them to hold down their ______?

Old men and their cars that they baby/adore more than their dumpy wives (no offense) they sat at a table directly across from their babies and eyeballed them like hawks. Brit cars in Germany. BF points out every single car of interest to me, make, country. There’s lots of cool ones. He’s getting a new car too I forget what. I don’t have a blog name for him yet so I just call him he or bf, that’s good enough for now.

Common house shade but like everyone has them, like one house got one then everyone got one, ranging in colours, I’ll be sure to ask why.

Front hall.

Pre-donair carpaccio I made salad too. Holy fuck I am a total house wife now I mean I’ve done it before but sometimes I’m like how the hell do I do this again? Luckily I have mad foodie skills. It’s neat to see how someone else cooks something a different way, or cuts mushrooms different, it means debates on everything. EVERYTHANG. Like WWII I am this close to saying my grandpa dropped b*mbs on Germany lol but it doesn’t matter cos he’s not German maybe I’ll save that for next week when I meet Christine and her german bf wtf small world right go look.

It’s a late spring though the trees haven’t gone green yet but there’s cherry blossoms blossomed. It’s still very green and gorgeous otherwise the grass is all new.

Hair is getting long. Next on to do list is to trim the ends, a teeny bit, and, myself back the hell off my hair I will stab you.

This is where I live. Ha jokes.

German gas station, were grabbing beer for our donair date.

I wish this was taken during the patch of sun but it’s not. He’s done his meeting now so I better finish this crap up stat.

We have this in Canada right? I swear we do?

Waiting for our snack.

This is what they call a snack, it’s cheap and there are long line-ups and a place down the way copied their style and built a place like it but they have no line-ups.

It went up from 2.50 euro to 5 though.

So good. We shared and passed out early. We get up way early and I think that’s good, yeah? Okay bye for now I have to hang up my clothes and fix my face. Tonight we have the chicken I marinated for supper, it’s smelling goooooood. oh and ps. I’ll tell you what I meant by “method blogger”/ing later on and yes it has everything to do with Joaquin Phoenix lol WWJPD?

xxoo