is this real life

Everything is getting muddied these days. Streetlights for eyes and nouns in place of verbs. I seem to burn holes in everything I write. Shit. I'm even quoting david after dentist.

take me somewhere nice

 

A glimpse of the weekend. 

Spent the last two days in a dreamy state thanks to a sunny day running around old Montreal followed by an afternoon spent eating a copious amount of cheese and wandering the grounds of Mariposa Farm.  

Now head down and back to work for this little run-around. 

eight non-consecutive days

In eight non-consecutive days this happened:

Celebrated the life and times of dear friends with a good ol'fashioned birthday bash, party hats and all.

A lot of good eating at Tennessy Willems.

Samantha Savage Smith at Raw Sugar.

Finding reasons to wear my play clothes. 

Hanging out with the fearless types. 

Dishing out dog pats.

Finding quiet moments during the big, bad bustle.  

Participating in the 24 hour brunch that inevitability turns into a dance party.

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a moment like this

sweet outside, nuts on the inside

Portrait of the last few days

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Taking part in some very productive hibernation.

Waking up most mornings with the feeling that something has changed, something subtle, something I don;t quite understand yet.

Saw The Coppertone at Raw Sugar. Dope.

Toying with the idea of starting a band with my friends. None of us sing, but we can all almost play an instrument....I might just stick to dinging a triangle and writing lyrics.

My new neighboorhood is in sandwich heaven. Two blocks away--German Town. Four blocks away--Bowich. 

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heart-shaped bruises

My photography skills have been questonable lately. So have my general "being normal" skills--especially those needed for walking and stuff. 

This post is named after a fancy little bruise my ass earned after I tripped down the steps at the Whalesbone over the weekend. Oh yes, my clumsiness has been a whipping good time ;)

These quick snaps pretty much sum up the fun parts of recent times....excluding the graceful plumett of course.

The part of life not pictured here is fragmnted pieces of my disorganized self.

Life in boxes. Check. Boatload of work. Check. Project deadlines advancing quickly. Check. Lack of substantial sleep. Double check. Normally, I'm fairly good at holding things together, but alas, it's about time I smashed my life up and figure out what to do with the pieces.

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mim

The always rad and incredibly stylish girls running the show at Models International Management invited me to their envy-inducing office last week to hang out. After bonding over a collective unhealthy bridgehead habit, and discussing the idea of good-digital-friend-vibes and how one does, or does not, possess these vibes, we chatted about all the upcoming projects the girls are working on. A peak inside their studio and the scoop  on what to expect from MIM will be posted soon! x

camera obscura

1. See this sweater. It's from Nixxi.  I'll be wearing it a lot over the next month. It's the main attraction of an experiment I'm doing in collaboration with Ef magazine launching the first week of November. Stay tuned.

2. The right light. It's more important to me than any cosmetic I've ever owned. In fact, every year on my birthday, when asked what I want, the answer is always "good lighting."
As of late, I've also become really interested in industrial-like furniture and lamps. I'm hoping to start on a few projects--like this lamp-- that will (hopefully) keep me busy once the temperature drops and my instinct for hibernating kicks in,   

3. Two sides of the light on nepean street.

4. I've been wearing a lot of oversized white-ish wool sweaters as messy dresses, in-a-pinch jackets and in ways to make not-so-functional-outfits a dash more sensible.

5. I hate to judge a book by its cover, but overtly metrosexual men make it hard not to. This picture was taken at trio while teasing boys.

6. Last minute riffling

7. Shine on 

8. Another perfect sky

9. Photo by Joost Van Den Broek. I first saw it in part of the world photo expo in the summer and it's been stamped in my mind. I can't figure out if its the mona lisa smile, the crop of the image or the damn uniform, but I have become slightly obsessed with it.         

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