Friday, August 5, 2011

new tumblr

Because I am lazy and spend more time on Tumblr.

Plus, since so much is changing in my life I figured why not change this too. At least it has the same name:

guns and roses

I am not one for guns, but I do like the make-over on this one:

how to keep warm...

Dually noted,

Thursday, June 30, 2011


I think that this is such a neat project to do. Ariko Inaoka started a project revolving around these two little ladies (Erna and Hrefna) in 2009 and is planning on visiting them yearly until they are 16.

If I ever have twins, doing a little project like this would be pretty rad:)


Veronica has been posting some pretty amazing houses lately, and I feel like it is easy to fall in love with them all. Also, the landscape reminds me of Yellowknife.

Monday, June 27, 2011

Cat Show

On Sunday I went to a cat show with the woman I volunteer with. It was wonderful and hilarious all at the same time. And now I reaaaaaally want a kitty, especially one that hunts mice.

Tuesday, June 21, 2011

I want...

...a border collie:


late summer

I feel like this is a good transition look, and have been trying so hard to find a similar sweater. There was one at Club in a different colour that would have done well, but alas it has been sold :(


Friday, June 10, 2011

summer is taking its time...

But I still cannot wait to relish it once it is here

mom shorts

...similar to the mom jeans that hipster girls seem to be salvaging from the 80's section of the sally-ann, make me cringe. There were a plethora or styles and colours at Sasquatch, and what I have come to decide is that they make even the most fit girl look like they have a gunt. Not attractive in the slightest. If there is one girl that could make them look ok, it's Alix:

And to be honest, I still don't really like them. I do however, love the gingham bustier and her rad 50's shades.

learning from it

Monday, May 23, 2011


I'm going through the Sasquatch lineup and schedule, determining who I most want to see and making sure I have the music to get me amped for it. Holymoly do I ever need a small escape from this island! Three more sleeps till we leave, four more till the start of it all :)

Sunday, May 22, 2011

Wednesday, May 11, 2011

turn your back


I cannot stand how much I miss you, it is making me feel so weak.

Monday, May 9, 2011

Every day I gain a little bit more acceptance of the fact that we are no longer together. And yet with every day, I still miss you. Today has been such a quiet day...and it has been a hard one, especially those quiet moments that would have once been spent with you. Even though I have friends to get me through this, not having my family members right now blows.

I never thought I'd be asked to leave where I was once begged and stalled to stay

pin up

THIS is what I want my hair to look like all summer long.


Saturday, May 7, 2011

Funny how this was a saying that used to make us laugh, and now it just bothers me that it is so.

Friday, May 6, 2011

I feel dejected, and it frustrates me that I can't help regardless of the fact that perhaps it is not my place to help.

Thursday, May 5, 2011

I am not a robot

I've been playing this song, especially the remix version, quite a bit lately. It is such an amazing video, and of course I feel like I can identify with it at the moment. Funny how you can find something in any song to identify with when you're feeling blue.

Wednesday, May 4, 2011

and so it goes

I feel like this is the perfect time in my life to finally buy myself another tattoo. One that has been in my head for at least the past two years. And to perhaps acknowledge my desire to finally get it, I've searched through all of my Grandma's old letters to seek out the words "Let go and be" to accompany the feather that I want on my inner left arm. What a simple phrase, yet one that holds a lot of meaning. I've always looked up to both my Grandma and mother as two women who I feel have really embodied that phrase and made whatever life dealt them work, even though at times they may have struggled.

Last week as I was right at the beginning of all of this emotional roller-coaster, a co-worker who I share many of my tattoo passions with, suggested that perhaps this was a way to take back a bit of myself...and I agree with him. So now my question I get it before Sasquatch and try to fit in an appointment next week, or do I wait till I'm back and maybe have a bit more time to heal? Because this is all happening so quickly, I almost feel like it might be better to wait. I still need to decide on a feather too...I was thinking perhaps the flight feather of an owl. Hmm...more research to follow.

Tuesday, May 3, 2011

lets get back to normal, shall we?

Instead of focusing on how much I hurt, I'm going to try getting back to the things that make me feel good. Street style being one of them.

Saturday, April 30, 2011

I need to get away

I feel so lost here, and the city is too tiny. I was having such a good day today, and keeping it together...until I saw you. And you acted so nonchalant and easy going; meanwhile, my heart was racing and my stomach in a knot. I'm so frustrated that you have this affect on me, and undoubtedly will for the next who knows how long.

So. That is why I need to get away, and why Sasquatch could not come soon enough.

Wednesday, April 27, 2011

heartbreak purgatory

I know that two days later is not enough time to mourn the loss of a friend and relationship, but I'm pretty tired for crying spontaneously and wondering where I fucked up or where I could have tried harder...even though it's not my fault...or his.

Tuesday, April 26, 2011

it's been a night

And I already miss you like hell.

I miss your touch, your skin, your comforting arms. The way you made me feel safe when I was with you. I took pills last night to help me sleep, only they didn't. I kept waking up in disbelief. I didn't want this to end, and yah, months in advance of me potentially leaving is better than doing it then, but I wasn't ready for it at all. I feel like I've lost one of my best friends, because that is definitely what you of my best friends. One that I could tell anything, and feel assured you wouldn't judge me. I wish it didn't have to be this way, and even though I don't regret a thing and loved the time we did have together...I wish none of this had happened so I wouldn't be this broken. Fuck.