How to have a happy wardrobe

To put together a happy wardrobe, I recommend the following basic pieces:

- one pair of jeans with a story
- one pair of shoes that have walked a thousand miles.
- one pair of boots made for walkin’
- an antique piece of family jewellery
- one boyfriend’s t-shirt that you refuse to give back (even post-breakup)
- one pair of comfy pants that you wouldn’t be caught dead in outside the house.
- one HOT cocktail dress.
- one bag large enough to pack the basics and one really good book.
- one funny t shirt that only makes you laugh.
- one piece of clothing ‘permanently borrowed’ from a friend that looks better on you anyway.
- one birthday suit, because isn’t this the most important thing that we own?

 

Published in:  on November 18, 2009 at 12:37 am Leave a Comment
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This Week In Robots

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Reciprocity is the key.

READ THIS ARTICLE. It’s a really clear account of how friendships work, and the process of letting someone intimately into your life.This particular passage struck me:

“Reciprocity is key. Years ago, fresh out of film school, I landed my first job, at a literary agency. I became what I thought was friends with another assistant, who worked, as I did, for an infamously bad-tempered agent. We ate lunch together almost every day. Our camaraderie was fierce, like that of soldiers during wartime. Then she found a new job working for a publicist down the street. We still met for lunch once a week. In lieu of complaining about our bosses, I told her about my concerns that I wasn’t ready to move in with my boyfriend. She listened politely, but she never divulged anything personal about her own life. Eventually our lunches petered out to once a month, before she drifted out of my life for good. I was eager to tell her my problems, but she wasn’t eager to tell me hers. The necessary reciprocity was missing, so our acquaintanceship never tipped over into friendship.”

Recently, I’ve finally given up on a couple of so-called ‘friendships’, for exactly this reason – not enough reciprocity. There’s only so much effort and self-disclosure one is willing to put out there before it gets exhausting. I’m a hell of a lot happier for it. Know that feeling of final satisfaction you get when you’ve cleaned and organized a room? It’s like that, only inside the ol’ brain-box. Feels good.

Published in:  on November 11, 2009 at 10:34 pm Leave a Comment
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Loving life…

Dancing. Crunching through leaves. Drinking coffee. Kissing boys. Creating. Writing. Thinking. Flirting with girls. Reading. Loving.

 

It’s a day when I’m very happy being me. Just me.

Published in:  on November 8, 2009 at 2:58 pm Comments (2)

No and Yes

I say no to:

- laziness
- a lack of ambition (see above)
- a low sex drive
- narrow mindedness
- apathy
- ignorance

I say yes to:
- passion
- dedication
- intelligence
- a high sex drive (see above)
- honesty

It’s not too much to ask.

Published in:  on October 22, 2009 at 8:05 pm Leave a Comment
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Amen to that.

“You can’t rightly expect to get what you don’t ask for”
- Source unknown.

Published in:  on October 13, 2009 at 8:02 pm Leave a Comment

True Toronto Stories: Ray? Is that you?

The transit gods were with me today. You know the type of days where you just need to step out your front door and walk at a leisurely pace to your given stop? You board the streetcar flawlessly, the driver handing you a transfer without an impatient sigh or needed to be prompted. Streetcar slides into the station like butter, and wait, what’s that familiar rush of air as you near the bottom of the subway stairs? Why it’s the train of course, with the doors sliding to a stop neatly in front of your now-smug face.

Thus I found myself on the subway today around noon. It was sparsely populated, and perhaps because of this, one man stood out moreso than he otherwise would have. Out of the corner of my eye, I could see the wild motions of a man playing a mean air-piano. I guessed from his pace that it was something bluesy. I glanced briefly and observed a man whom I assume was blind. Sunglasses staring straight ahead. Fingers a-twitch, and lips moving in time. I could only wonder what amazing song he was listening to.

It was only at this point I finally realized he wasn’t sporting earphones.

Published in:  on October 12, 2009 at 10:21 pm Leave a Comment
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I don’t get it….

I don’t get the Family Blog. Usually penned by overindulgent mothers and bored housewives, this one never fails to baffle me. A blog (or any form of journal) is generally a pretty personal thing. Only one person can write in it at a time. These Family Blogs are never writings from all members, but more often they are from the perspective of one parent (Probably Mom. See previous re: bored housewives and the like), writing on behalf of the family; “We did this….we went there…we think…we feel….we we we…”
In reality, there’s no real ‘we’ here. It’s the ‘we’ one parent has chosen to create for their readership, be that readership all of Price Edward County or just Nana out in BC.

So maybe I lied. I do get the Family Blog. I just don’t like it. :)

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Hello old friend.

Heartache in the fall.
Oh this familiar feeling.

Published in:  on October 10, 2009 at 2:06 am Leave a Comment

On romance.

A new experiment: leaving myself open for encounters in the world. In a city where unsolicited eye contact is almost taboo, I’ll attempt to break out of my usual rut, and smile. Or start a conversation. Maybe I’ll take myself out for a pint and a good book. I’ve got to rediscover those random, heart palpitating moments. I need romance.

Published in:  on October 8, 2009 at 3:57 am Comments (2)