Happy 2015: It’s a Brand New Year!

It isn’t that nothing notable has happened in my life since Remembrance Day. Rather, a lot happens every day and I can’t keep up anymore. I still want to write here. I still have things to say. I think I just need some time to figure out the things I want to say out loud. I love words too much to completely abandon this project.

I’m anxious and excited for 2015. I’m anxious because “5” years have never been good to me, but for the first time in my life I’m entering a “5” year after some pretty rough times and I’m excited because I think that things can only go up from here.

They will only go up from here1.

If you’ve been one of the few who still come to visit even though I don’t update often anymore2, I just want to say,

Thank You

And now I’d like to leave you with my selfie-laden-year-in-review.

January to May 2014June to July 2014July to September 2014September to December 2014November 2014November needs it’s own special collage, because it’s my favourite month of the year. There are other events I couldn’t find pictures for like the lovely Matt‘s birthday, Marie‘s birthday3, My wifey‘s return home, Playground Conference 2014, Storie‘s birthday, working on Say Yes to the Dress Canada, working as Ms. Jo Haughton‘s photography assistant, brunching or lunching with lovely people like Rannie Turnigan, Seth Wilson, Sara Noble and Jennifer Lui.

How was your 2014?

Footnotes:
  1. I will make sure of it[]
  2. or ever at all[]
  3. apparently I’m having too much fun at these parties to actually take clear pictures[]

From the archives:
fragilefashion: a look at clothing swaps

On a bit of a whim, I’m starting a new series of posts which will be on a strictly random posting schedule. They will be based on how much I like my outfit that day and will therefore be largely based on my mood. I’d like to take this time to credit Miss Tique/Lepoque of Guilty Pleasures who planted the seed in my head for this series of posts1.

I’m starting out with my outfit today which I just happened to put on in the daze that I was in this morning. But as I saw myself in the mirror in the bathroom over and over again, I decided it was worth a snap.

I got this lovely item at the most recent clothing swap I attended. What is a clothing swap, you ask? It’s a gathering of women where each person attending brings articles of clothing, shoes, accessories2 that they no longer want but feel are still too good to throw out. Once all attendees are present, the clothes are segregated into piles of like items and everyone is free to browse and choose what they wish. You’re basically swapping clothes ((and what not)) with other people and there is no cost to you3.

Once the swap is finished and unwanted articles are taken to the hosts’ charity of choice to be donated. The only person who’s swap I’ve attended has always donated to The Red Door family shelter because they do not profit from the donations they receive.

I think clothing swaps are great for someone like me who likes to get new things but doesn’t make the money to continually go shopping. I think this skirt is the perfect artifact to proof my point.

Have you ever been to a clothing swap?

Footnotes:
  1. boys, you can bash her if you like but she’s a tough one so beware[]
  2. and sometimes household items[]
  3. unless you count the booze that is usually consumed at these events[]

Remembrance Day

There is a part of me that wonders why I care about these people who I’ve never met, nor have I ever seen their suffering first hand. There is another part of me though, that just says, ‘shut up and respect the things you know nothing about.’ And that is what I chose to listen to on days like Remembrance Day, and 9/11. They have lived through1 some horrible shit, including the loss of their loved ones2 and at the very least, they deserve my thoughts today.

Found on Imgur: Memorial Day

Found on Imgur

Footnotes:
  1. and some are no longer with us[]
  2. sometimes all their loved ones[]

‘Tis a good time for a clothing swap!

It’s true, I stopped blogging for a while. There was a lot going on my life that I have promised [myself] I would not blog about anymore because it hurts too many other people so I took an unannounced hiatus from writing. Right, now that’s out of the way…

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Some years ago, before one of my favourite people moved to Ottawa, one of her friends invited me to a Clothing Swap. At the time the concept was foreign to me but I fell in-love with the idea as soon as I learned more about it. Even though they’ve been around for ages, I’m sure there are some people who have yet to learn about the wonderful thing that is a Clothing Swap.

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A clothing swap is a party of sorts; a shopping event where no one spends any money and hopefully walks away with a nourished soul1, a full heart and new previously-loved items for their closet that they can be proud of. I’ve been to a lot of clothing swaps and I’m so excited to be able to host one again this weekend.

Here are a few of my favourite pieces that I’ve ever gotten at a clothing swap, that I may or may not be giving up this weekend:

Pink 80s skirt Gorgeous Asian style top The best scarf

Have you ever been to a clothing swap before? Do you have a favourite item that you got from a clothing swap?

Footnotes:
  1. if you believe in that sort of stuff[]

She’s a drama queen, if you know what I mean

If you don’t know the lyrics I’ve stolen my title from, then you need to consult the Googles. Though I’m not talking about the song in this here post. I want to talk to you about Savory Entertainment’s latest production, The Bootlegger’s Wife; A one-woman dramatic stage play created and performed by the one and only Victoria Murdoch.

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A southern Ontario Bonnie & Clyde story for the ages; lovers and business partners Bessie Starkman and Rocco “King of the Bootleggers” Perri, came together to build Canada’s largest rumrunning empire. Known for her quick wit, and shrewd business sense, Bessie collected the money and called the shots…until it backfired.

The play is set to premiere at this summer’s London & Hamilton Fringe but there are two exciting previews you can be a part of if you hurry! All you have to do is go on over to her Fund What You Can Campaign Page and see what you can donate. As for the two events I speak of, they are1:

Event #1: Garden Gala/Tour Launch Party (May 24th @ “Murdoch Manor” – South Etobicoke)

A prohibition-themed party hosted by “Bessie,” where you’ll be entertained by a historical storyteller (Special Guest Daniel Cumerlato of Haunted Hamilton!) as well as enjoy a sample performance from the show!

Event #2: VIP Preview Performance/Talk Back (May 30th @ Imperial Pub – Downtown Toronto)

The world premiere performance of Bootlegger’s Wife followed by an intimate talk-back/Q&A with the creative team joined by a historical expert!

Both of these events have limited tickets available, and are only $25 each. After seeing what she’s done with Dairy-Free Love, I can’t wait to see her bring Bessie Starkman to life2.

Will we see you there?

Footnotes:
  1. these descriptions are in fact copied right off of her FWYC page[]
  2. As an added incentive, I should tell you that I will be your hostess for the evening of May the 30th at Imperial Pub[]

Everyday is Mother’s Day!

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I haven’t kept it a secret1 that my Mum and I didn’t always get along. We simply rubbed each other the wrong way, and when I was younger it was harder for me to act like a decent human being when she upset me.

I think that our relationship is so important though; the lessons I’ve learned in trying to get to a point where we can be friends are some of the most important life lessons I’ve learned. I’m sure there will always be something to learn, too. I’m just grateful we’re at the point we’re at today.

I know that there are so many different ways that life could have turned out, so in my adult life I’m trying to fix the bad habits I picked up when I was a teenager. I try to call my parents for no reason, other than, to talk. I try to visit them as often as I can; lucky for me this isn’t hard since they live in the same city. I try to be a decent human being every day of my life; someone who they can be proud of.

It’s a privilege to have a Mum, let alone a Mum who I can call a friend2.

I love you Mummy. Thank you for all you’ve done for us.

Happy Mother’s Day <3

Footnotes:
  1. on this blog[]
  2. and such a cute one to boot[]
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