Thursday, 6 December 2018

18 for 2018 Review

Jamie Anholt Photography

After listening to one of my favourite Podcasts: Happier by Gretchen Rubin, I ended up creating a "18 for 2018" to-do list! As a type-A-list-lover, I was pretty gung-ho on this idea and made up a pretty practical list of things I wanted to accomplish and even allowed myself to revise when needed because at the end of the day: I make the rules! This type of freedom felt so inspiring and energizing!

Every month or so I would check in and check-off the things I had completed and update ones that were I.P (in progress) or to get clear on other points: example: weekend getaway with Landon. Where are we doing? What month would this be in? etc.

So here is my 18 for 2018! 


Sunday, 25 November 2018

PROJECT 333: CAPSULE WARDROBE WINTER '18



My favourite thing ever is to declutter my closet. I get really bored of my clothing fairly quickly especially when I purchase things out of boredom, buy something thats too cheap, or buy something online that didn't fit properly and too lazy to return. So while I was decluttering my closet I came across a really beautiful velvet tank-top I wanted but NEVER wear. In that moment I actually realized I don't like wearing tank tops but I keep buying them!? Ha!! It's because I don't love having bare arms and I am always cold. So guess what? I no longer buy tank tops or tops that are sleeveless. I then donated all of my tank-tops because they would just hang there... taking up space.

But wait, there is more!

Friday, 23 November 2018

Searching For Tradition: A Christmas Story





Jamie Anholt Photography




I got called a 'Scrooge' today. Not my finest moment or favourite pet name, to say the least.

It all went down because I have been asking friends and family about Christmas traditions; the ones they love and the ones they don't particularly love. I am trying to be intentional about building our own family traditions now that Landon and I are officially a family of two and we hope to expand on that one day (God-willing.) So in hopes of finding new traditions that we could adopt, I have been peppering my friends with questions (what's new, really?) which has often lead to some interesting debates and perspectives.

To be totally honest and up front, I am not a huge fan of Christmas Day (and its likely why I seem like such a fun-sucker) but I truly love the holiday season as its so festive, fun, and has a hint of magic. I also love buying gifts for people when they don't know about it. I love the anticipation of Christmas eve, tinsel, sparkly lights, and I always dreamt of a family who would sing Christmas Carols while someone played the piano. This was not my family haha, I really love the movie "White Christmas." Before you call me Scrooge for the whole Christmas Day thing, hear me out.

Wednesday, 21 November 2018

10 Bite-Sized Gratitudes


Just two kids sweating it out in NYC humidity at Washington Square. 


They say when your world feels like its crashing to stop, take a breath, and instead of thinking of all the things going wrong, stating out-loud all of the things that are going right.

So here we go, here is some gratitude and its timely for all of my American friends celebrating their thanksgiving.

I am grateful for...

Tuesday, 6 March 2018

ACCEPTING ALL THAT I AM, WHICH IS A LOT


At some point in my life, I accepted this notion that I couldn't be all the things that made up me, that I had to focus on one area of passion and stay there. Maybe it's the overlapping idea of the baby-boomers that you get a job and stay there for the rest of your life for security, pension, and longevity. Maybe it was a way for my family to ease their own discomfort and anxiety around my natural inclination to want to bounce around and try new things. Maybe it was societal; something etched into every narrative of media and I soaked it up unknowingly like a sponge. Who knows. *shoulder shrug*

Saturday, 3 March 2018

A POEM: BLOOD + FIRE

photo via pinterest


B L O O D  &  F I R E
Agni and I were never acquainted.
Dowsed in Neptunes waters -
even my eyes are speckled with sea-foam green,
earthly marshes, stone grey and rippled,
the very depth of my own heart sounded more like a tidal wave,
than a drum. 

Fire?
Underneath ash, dust, and clay -
sparks, like a sparkler on Canada Day,
my heart at odds with its watery inhabitant,
a chemical heat from my belly would splurge and get lost in my throat.
Fire was never my element. 

I always admired those with that surge of fire,
the heat beneath their feet,
the ones who spoke like flame licking away at their teeth,
tenacity, conviction, totally un-afraid -
red-eyed and sturdy legged creatures.

I - would only flow with the current,
allowing bed rocks, bends, and water shed to drift me,
heading for cool calm waters,
pool side, un-rippled, virgin h2o.

I, a rule-breaker, you know, in my own way.
I did what I wanted as long as someone said it was OK.
How I yearned for a fire, that tongue of heat, a steady shield and sword,
to stand, apart, armoured
protected with my words.

But - watery cool, tranquil souls do have their place.
Peace maker,
empathizer,
 level headed sweet-talker,
I could get on your side as long as the tide took me there.

Friday, 5 January 2018

DAY FOUR: MINIMALIST CHALLENGE

Crummy iphone pic lol

I woke up feeling a bit under the weather so there wasn't as much of a pep in my step for day four! After having a coffee date with a dear friend of mine I found myself light-headed and nauseated so I kept it pretty minimal, tackling my under-garment/pyjama drawer!

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