A beautiful day in the Raymbohood

Remember this? I covered all of my favourite Queen & King Street terrain to University and back again to show you what’s up in my world plus the girls covered their favourite naybe hang spots too. We smooshed it all together and voila: a professionally shot and edited video sponsored by Menkes (thanks guys!) that is how we roll. ENJOY!

Big-ups to my Camera girl Heather for her amazing camera and her skills also her assistant Crystal. It was fun filming, being filmed and producing my part in this. I want to lend a special thanks to Brassaii and Spin, they treated Raymi to the VIPLEASE treatment. I didn’t want to just ambush everyone so on the second day of shooting I DM’d Zanette ahead of time on a whim to see if she’d nibble (She does their pr) and while that coverage didn’t make the final cut I think HKD and I can do something with that footage, likewise the photos on the patio with Stella the dog who also makes her vlog debut in the Menkes video.

Fun fun super fun.

I’d love to get better at hosting, well, scrap that, I AM better now. Thank yew *takes bow*.

Stella and I went on an adventure together. Her first cab ride! I think? Also, I look like Eileen (my nana) huge time.

I had a drink here, no, two, and thank you so much Brassaii ILU. Then we had on the house tacos at Spin. I love Spin. LOVE. I took my mom Lois and Bech there afterward (after dinner at Habits) for ping pong so it was worth their while (it always is with bloggers) and next women’s tourny mom and I are def attending. We’re uber competitive.

This was the very beginnings of summer, okay spring. Now that we are in the throes of it this video helps me stop, reflect and appreciate it. I am a major sun worshiper. Is there a god? No. But there is a sun and that is enough for me. Shamon-RA! (Sun king chant that Heaven on BBUK sang out to the sun every time she was out in the yard haha she so cray).

It was a closed set shoot on the patio so Stella was allowed. We had a nice tour of the inside of Brassaii and learned about the history of that old-ayse building. So grand.

Stella loves her mummy.

I made papillon hair.

Divalicious. Now I’m like okay lets go do what we just did at Brassaii but at Spin. Remember when Susan Sarandon wouldn’t pose for a photo with me (a story that is now infamous and oft-repeated) at the opening gala? I really wish she did now, haha, but anyway life is funny and I keep going back so her Rocky Horror powers worked on me.

Intern stayed out with the dog while Heather and I had tacos and I played a Spin employee (kitchen guy or bus boy lol) in a round of ping pong. He was good, but so was I.

There she was justa walkin’ down the street!

Singing doo wa diddy diddy dum diddy do. Not to give in to “the man” or anything but I play for team Starbucks. I like Second Cup but there’s less of them to go around it feels.

Beer sample line-up. I didn’t imbibe, Brassaii hooked it up enough for me on that front ;).

Glad I wore these shorts and that they will be forever encapsulated in corporate film now that they are gone the way of the forgotten bag in a taxi cab. Can I get a count on how many times I’ve blog mentioned that to date? I’d say 3 times now. A super fan LR (Little Raymi)(or a Lauren Raymi haha) has gotta know.

Look how clothed everybody is also look how gorgeous this neighbourhood is in spring. I love running along King (or Queen) and checking out all the peeps, smiling and singing my way through them. Yesterday a guy ran backwards with me while I sang No Reply (practicing for a future Dr. Robert gig) and pretty much every single person I blazed by loved it. Gotta love a cray. I look forward for going for a jog or two in Aruba. You get to let your freak flag fly on vacays, hurray.

Angelo knows the owner of this place. They do grilled cheese sandwiches too. The mural in there is tres adorablah.

I love british culture, the awning here is reminiscent of little candy shops. I am into buildings and architecture, bricks, seriously. Why am I going here ahaha. Anyway, there’s a reason King st. is so populated with movers and shakers, yuppies, chic elites, revelers because it is a great stretch of playground and there is something for everyone. When I used to see an older man when I was twee I never forgot this bit of advice he told me about getting rich and it is to live and be around rich people, live amongst them, it rubs off on you. I didn’t really understand what that really meant at the time other than nursing a martini in Yorkville as slooooowly as I possibly could but now I get it. Start hitting up those joints because they’re more grown-up. I’m an adult now (but don’t tell my younger demographic brands please shhhhhh).

The one that got away. I see.

There’s your friend the CN Tower. I walked on it and don’t you ever forget it!

Cooler than Bueller. I was most proud of passing the breathalyzer test. HA.

Stella and I were pooped and my feet hurt. But we were satisfied with our hard work. Lets do it again sometime @menkesLife and welcome to the neighbourhood!

Stella rewarded herself with…

A nice crap! Doesn’t she look like a little reindeer? When we cuddle on the couch she looks like a kangaroo. If you can marry a dog I would marry her.

Then I got dressed like a gold digger and prepared for dinner. What an action packed day.

Nail party tomorrow night at Magic Pony!

Raymbecca take the night.

Trying to be as skinny as possible looking here because I am hanging out backstage with the models. Oh hi there didn’t hear you come in lets start at the beginning. Or the end. That sounds more romantic.

Also, must start posing better or period. This not giving a shit thing can only take you so far.

Thank you for being my date Rebeck-uh all the time for all these thing-thangs I do-doo kay? Appreesh! Even though we squabble and it’s your fault I forgive you and I love you. Side shout out to whispers!

My lips were washed out.

Yeah buddy! 2 Broke Girls out on the town again seein’ how the other half live. Rich people are insane and a sight to behold. I love a good study.

Little baby pinky nail did not make it through the night. I suck therefore I am.

Bunhead was my favourite person to look at. Okay I had a top ten list. She is the sister of one of the regular male models that strut their shit down the runway Tuesday nights at Cube (RIP Ultra) and no summer is complete without douching it up on the patio there a coupla times.

I liked her red Louis and told her as such as she pushed it into my back trying to squeeze by me. She replied to me thanks girl like I was her floor scrubbing maid. FUN!

Let the games begin. One girl fell down the stairs afterward, she was okay, but that was one of the highlights for me. They got to sashay the catwalk several times which I liked because then I got to fantasize over what I would do with a full minute of attention up there. It would be awesome and then I would fall down the stairs at the end exactly like the one model did. Cool.

We had a really fun time as a matter of fact. If we play our cards right maybe our own bottle service booth. A bottle of Smirnoff is $150. Such a bargain lol.

Right? I love it. Mom, you and Lois could fit in here there are a lot of rich drunken cougars and it’s teeming with men. Trace bring your A-game.

My Kate Spade bag is quite durable. Stew got it for me from her Film Fest party at The Harbord Room last summer. I miss my Stewy.

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Foodie attitudey

Yesterday your fearless hero went to the zoo (where she belongs) for the annual Seafood for Thought eatathon. My third year in a row! I am a important people! Here’s last year’s post: Seafood? I see food I eat it. Funny how some people don’t know I’m “a foodie” yeah I’m all over the place I get that but it’s true, I have reviewed quite the amount of restaurants over the years so I kinda know what I’m talking and eating about.

Tickets to the rain ball and man, did it ever rain.

As you can see it was quite summery weather save for the monsoon so we dressed appropriately & although it Noah’s Ark dumped forty days forty nights style, it was still hot out.

Too hot for a bra even so I Sharon Stoner’d it.

A taste of what was to come except we did not taste Stingraymis™ as they are not for eating but for petting only. They are scary looking things and I was most brave this year thanks to Rebecca’s fearlessness rubbing off on me. She grabbed this one shark and held on for awhile so I copied that. It was a lot of fun. We got soaked again. If the rain won’t get you the stingrays will.

Colleague, ever the s-disturber, told me some women were giving me major stink eye when we passed because of my outfit. Well I’m sorry it’s summer ladies. I’m sure you watch all kinds of sluttily dressed shows and read celeb gossip mags where they are dressed hotter than me and you don’t think twice about it.

Line skipping. Baby doesn’t wait in lines.

Rebecca said we matched (cos of my camel toe) she burned me many times on that and I fell in to the trap each time. I can’t help how these shorts were designed, they’re Bettie Page and since high-waisted 50’s technology has not been advanced to avoid c-toe, don’t blame me.

She wore those earrings in honour of Lady G.

Ferret Bueller.

Act natural everybody!

I did not touch it. I didn’t see the point. It was grooming itself anyway.

This chick is from the old neighbourhood, was nice running in to her hi Jenn! Oh I got stories lol.

Woah easy neck veins!

Wine me up. I wish Cheese Boutique‘s tent was attached to this one during the downpour which turned me in to a sucky pants. I am scared of thunder and lightning. Laugh all you want I have sensitivities. I deal.

First thing in my mouth was yummy ceviche. Can you remember what Raymbecca? If there’s no picture of the resto to go along with then my photographic memory can only go so far.

What kind of fish is this?

But of course.

I rule therefore I am.

Hello old friend.

We had moments to choose where to find shelter not wanting to accept that it was actually going to happen. Self-delusion is one of my strongest skills.

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Experience reviewer of the personal kind

Well mes amis, the family camera has been retrieved and now we may peep the evidence of last week’s bender known as NXNE. I feel like I barely did anything (aside from the parties) and yet this camera shows otherwise. Time and distance heals all. I completely forgot about this third-world toilet down in Tim‘s basement that the smart (or stupid) party people discovered and queued up for during the epic annual 159 Manning booze, bands, and bbq party Tim throws. Lets start at the beginning shall we then?

The smell of hot corn blanketed the kitchen and your body as you passed through it. The second we arrived I was compliment-attacked standing right beside one of the bubbling broiling pots about my dress and how pretty I looked. AW god bless hippie drunk hipster chicks! Had I not started drinking loads earlier I would have had better-equipped social skills to defend my it-girl shyness honour. Sometimes Torontonians are not social, they just aren’t, right? Also guys who fancy themselves big deals I find clam up a little bit.

Now Tim’s got a home to photograph and if The Selby is still at it then ding dong, we’re here.

Any guy with collectibles who throws a rager for stranger hipsters with so much fucking trust and honour or whatever is a nice guy. I bet he hid his best taxidermied posed squirrels though, he’s not stupid.

He’s also on my business card only because he just happened to be standing beside me during my gorgeous d-ball throw. I said yeah I can’t really throw these things and he goes yeah me either lol. I just liked that Strombo asked why Tim was wearing jeans when I tweeted it.

I gave him a stack for his collection of Timisms. By request!

It was a makeup melter that’s for sure though these last few heatwave days make that seem like a cakewalk now. Easy peasy.

Jam time with ShellShag and ps. Here is an actual rock review of all the bands and acts that played. I’m more of an EXPERIENCE reviewer of the personal kind. Ooh I smell a good blog title.

It makes me happy to see the CN Tower at a party in my line of sight it makes me feel on top of the world or more connected to my roots, my planet. It makes me feel more human than human. Shut up!

I was “too cool” to go up to Chris “the sloan guy” but I liked that he checked me out in my dress. I tell ya girls, white clothing makes people associate you as a delicate little princess flower if you can manage to not drink red wine or be a slob for a night it is worth all the attention you’re gonna get. Raymi Tip!

Oh hello risky business buddy. Bech & Teach wear the exact same glasses. I think it’s cute.

Sweet ampage.

They’re from BK.

I was gonna give the chick a doob as we were leaving cos they’re from out of town (was my logic) but I didn’t want to get stuck in a conversation so I didn’t and now I wish that I did. Meh.

Having a breastie you can communicate together telepathically with at parties so as not to show who you are making fun of or raising eyebrows at and freezing your face so they know to look over there is awesome. Don’t give me grief either because everybody does it and it’s not mean making fun of it’s just party shenans spectating. How many people do you think made fun of me that day for wearing that dress? It happens.

If you can’t laugh at yourself for shit like this then you’re taking yourself way too seriously. Instrument pyramids are an end-of-set rule to be made in to law if you’re going to be playing outdoors.

But if you’re a kazoo player I guess you’re SOL.

CUTE.

Hi Onizzler! Great givin’er with ya.

JULES! So bummed for you kid that someone ripped your iphone right out of your freaking hand. They’ll have bad shit befall them no doubt for living like a jerk-ass like that. Crime doesn’t pay!

I was pissed at myself for wearing my mary jane wedges and I blame Lauzzie cos she was going to wear wedges and Betty&Veronia Laurens™ have to be the same height at all times.

AHaha.

Now time for some Buck 65.

Time for pig.

The guy can rippity rap and beatbox, lyricist genius for sure.

Party packed but moveable.

Hey who’s your friend. Also note that guy’s epic accusatory storytelling face ahaha.

Vamp it up.

Where Lady Garbage is now :( RIP Kitten baby darling. Sigh.
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mover shaker faker

Hiya player haters how’s your lunch? This is me and Brian at the nxne party last night, it was a killer time I talked my face off and told all the right lies to the right people it was such a peach. Snoop Dogg did not make it out unfortch ha.

Who are these people? Who cares!

I walked all the way to the hyatt to get my badge in my wedges then to peter pan then to the hoxton, all in wedges, all in walking. It was a pretty fucking stupid idea if you ask me. Then I ended the night trying to double on Rebecca’s bike which was impossible so I ran along side her (and ahead) home, in wedges. Suffice it to say my right knee feels like it had surgery on it. Great!

Mr. Hollett is a fan of RTM.COM what what! Even knew who stupid (Rebecca) was! We talked about all kinds of shit. Better party pics to come later once I kiss enough event photog ass to get the good ones.

Picking up my badge, tough crowd, tough crowd. Just kidding the panels are down another way. Bumped into Meg Button and a guy and I was like did you learn anything today? SYNERGY ENGAGE ENGAGE baha. Meg’s hair is always stunning. I can’t wait to have long thick full hair again. People might kill themselves from jealousy.

Everyone made fun of me (jealous) for my “Oooooh” MEDIA pass. That’s right assholes bow before me I am the news now. Always was. Always will be. This just in I am going to the bathroom meet you in the lobby!

Rebecca went out in her pajamas last night and this smooth talker got her in to the party (and Jules) Jules was like we knew you would get us in blabbity blah I say the right things and it’s true. No those aren’t pajamas but she kept saying they (it?) were (was). I am drinking a gin fizz and I adore Peter Pan, why I never go there I don’t know. The inside is so charming. Drinks could be a bit cheaper though.

Jerk chicken caesar (with no croutons).

Let them eat soup!

On the phone with little Lois!

I wore bathing suit underwear. I did not flash any photographers cos I didn’t adequately girlscape before heading out. I have french hair shorts baha. SHH!

We annexed this corner and I hoarded it then made sure when I left it that other people would continue to hoard it in the event I might return (I didn’t!) it was a super fun time not a zoo like the opening night parties usually (always) are. Sometimes they’re nucking futs right!

Okay well that’s all the pics I have now we wait for the rest but in the mean time here’s some crap I ran out of time to blog yesterday. I would phone it in if I could I really would haha.

This belonged to Britt.

Heard you haven’t been working out as much lately. We should do something about that.

Where is my goddamn lighter bro! I can’t find it!

If you can’t be smart you can be adorkable. Speaking of, the other day I said facetiously on twitter, Blogging: no skills necessary. When clearly there are loads of skills necessary. True I am a shitty lazy blogger but still I am a GREAT blogger so that’s all I meant sorry for the epic confusion. Sometimes my humour goes over people’s heads and they think I’m being broad when I’m not. I’m talking about myself guys what you do on your own blogs is all you. Except from the parts that are ripped off from me lol.

Yeah guy. Zzzz. Feels like Friday so much. Back to work!

Jenny from the block

Have a good weekend? Great me too! It was focused around pleasing myself, taking it ease following a hell of the complete opposite. Confusing? Good.

Ooh nice and greasy.


Some little hater
is trying to say I have lumpy legs. Cool try there. It is genetically impossible for me to have cellulite, sweet thing. There just simply ain’ts no jiggle in this wiggle, I danced around in the mirror and stabbed my thigh with my finger to get a wobbly reaction and it would not happen. Scientific experiment over.

See that clean line? Look closer then. Don’t attack me about shit you are wrong about loser in Vancouver.

Zipped on to the Gardiner across town to the Esplanade. Had to walk a few blocks through Woofstock, I was already late so it was annoying. Crowd walkers are slow, deliberate and selfish. I navigate through bodies like a pro, I almost went over on my ankle only once haha. I was typing and speed walking in wedges, sue me.

It’s true.

BAM! Jenny from the block is back in town. We have an annual piss-up. I’m her Eastie bestie. *takes bow*.

I am covering the planet that’s growing on my clav. I picked it last night, mmm hot bloody times.

Lounging on this Penthouse patio in the sun was absolutely stunning, the eye candy didn’t hurt either.

I miss my orange shades so much but I guess I can’t wear orange anymore now anyway with my brunette hair otherwise I’ll get a Halloween complex.

I’m going to start posting my pics at 500 instead of 640 width so people can have less of a hassle loading this thing, deal? It will take some getting used to so excuse the inconsistencies please.

How’s the belly tan JB? Wah woh heehee o_O.

Speaking of O_o that’s what my eyes look like. Nice!

Classic oldschool bloggy pose Jenny was infamous for haha.

Woofstock down there.

Click to enlarge. Sometimes I have mild dyslexia and read that word as ENRAGE. Then I laugh about it for a few minutes. It’s the simple things, people. Also it’s the simple people, things. Uh, what?

We played musical chairs but mostly Jen got the sweet spot on the couch. I’m a spazz so I was all over the place, naturally.

Mum she coveted my sandals. FTW.

Lots of great pics on ol mystery cam. I weedled it down as much as poss. I figure a once a year photo dump is okay.

Unintentional (bonus) pin-up swimmer pose.

And that bush looks like my bun or a dream bun.

I just fried my laptop! :( :( :( By spilt pop. Stupid stupid stupid. I just lost a chunk of this post too. PISSED.

Photolicious Butt creds go to @msjennybeth I’ma skidap I have to deal with my Acer TO HELL WITH FRIG ARGHHH.

Ooh luh la TO BE CONTINUED. This post was just not meant to be today.

I am reliving and giving

To match my booty tooch.

I know I’m not skinny enough to be but I look like Olive Oil here with my tits that way I think heheh. Why did I wear such a sweltering outfit yesterday?

Family portrait. Parkdale boys club meeting with team Yay Cray look how cool I think I am.

Summer ain’t no bummer.

Look I am so goth. Hi Rob. He always feeds me with compliments and big brotherly advice i just have to remember it now lol. We danced the night away, all of us. I broke out some fakedance (breakdance) moves too and impressed strangers even.

Jules got her braces off! She turns 21 this summer then is going to San Fran. She’s our baby we are very proud of her and all get weepy for our youth in her presence. She’s also smarter than us sometimes too haha.

And now we got another reason to go to SF. When you find out where I’ll be staying you will be blown through a wall mind blown.

He had lots of wigs and beard changes I liked that and the tunes were great.

The family camera is on a perma-macro setting we can’t get off or no one has the patience to.

My dancey sweaty made my makeup go cray as did the moisture in the air from the rain and I’m getting more tanned so I might have to go darker in a tone.

I was insistent on a fanfare entrance to Salvador Darling so we nicked balloons from some buskers. I didn’t go out for St. Pat’s this year as a matter of fact so I got my green props fill in these baboons yeah.

Some guy on FB was like is this a recent pic? about another one of me with the balloons I’ll get to soon and I was like yes it’s from last night, cos this could totally be from years ago, I do not look aged anymore that’s what they are all saying!

Green Fairy. This is the pic.

Jules collects horny mobs of men groupies everywhere we go and she doesn’t even care, breaks hearts all over the place bahaha love it.

Courtney and I still giving good face after all these years. I remember she said once that the women in her family have good faces. I believe you! Luckily mine does too so we can remain friends (aged 4 days apart).

Classic Lauren pose. I’ve been introducing myself as Lauren (LUHREN!!!!!!!) lately periodically I don’t know why, then it just confuses everybody. I like that name. It’s pretty.

You know what else I like? Sliders.

Jalapeno mash. I was expecting literally for jalapenos to me mashed up in a big pile. Sometimes baby’s brain turns off thare thare little one. We had to accommodate Bech’s gluten allergy so we ordered an interesting medley of foods from School (a place I wanna get tight with cos they are mega-amazing!) and cos of the rain we stayed there for a long time instead of going to the beer tents. Standing around drinking beer makes me look 7 months pregnant bloated.

Yeah buddy! Last time Courtney and I came here for our Birthday luncheon they had to kick us out for their staff meeting. They tweeted at her last night that we missed their staff meeting this week haha so cheeky.

No more braces. Mum show this to uncle Mike.

Dig the Snow White theme. Can’t wait to see both those flicks!

The Friendly Cheerleader!

It monsooned like a mother.

Love it. Sent it to my dad. Okay bye bye have a great night!