Tuesday, 27 November 2012


It's sad to say, but I think talking about not wanting anything, re-ignited my wanting everything. Although I still maintain that things like this shouldn't be bought for me by friends and family. They shouldn't be the ones to suffer for my extravagant tastes....

Club Monaco cashmere scarf, Barbour vest, Michael Kors rose gold watch, Michael Kors booties, Tom Ford sunglasses, Florabotanica by Balenciaga

Grace Coddington Memoir, Dannijo Luisa necklace, Citizens of Humanity jeans, Alexander Wang Emile satchel, Aveda Madder Root shampoo and conditioner

*****Pretentiousness not included******

Monday, 26 November 2012

We can't avoid this any longer.

Today is November 26th and Christmas is less than a month away. There's a few reasons why I love Christmas and a few reasons why I wish the holiday would just go away altogether.

One pro, is that I love GIVING presents. So much, that whenever I buy something for someone, I practically need to completely cut contact with the person until Christmas, or else I will explode and tell them all the things I bought for them, out of sheer excitement.

One of the cons for Christmas for me, is that I always seem to get sick either on Christmas day, or Boxing day. It's like my body is being a trooper for the busy times that precede the big day, but once Christmas is over, my body says, "screw you guys, I'm going home" and leaves me sick.

This time, last year I was compiling list upon list of gift ideas for people to get me. I was indexing things on Excel spreadsheets, (good with Excel, add that to the resume) and was dropping hints like it was going out of style.

This year though, I find myself kind of speechless. Sure, there's tons of things that I want. I do come from the want-it-now generation, so being completely want-less is almost impossible for me, but in terms of gift giving. I don't want my loved ones to give me anything. I am already given WAY more than I deserve every day of my life.

I look around at my nice apartment, with my nice things and good clothes and designer bags and think, "I don't really NEED anything."

Every day is Christmas for me, I get to spend my time with my family; whenever they can, they help me out, they give me their support in almost everything I do and we laugh. We eat good food and have warm houses.

That being said, I'm really liking the new Balenciaga Florabotanica perfume.... ;)

Monday, 12 November 2012


So as you know, since I spent the entire summer going on and on (and on and on) about it, I'm in journalism school again!

My story is a little bit odd, and I was just thinking that the last time I was in j-school, President Obama was elected for the first time, now, I'm back and he's been elected again!

WHAMMY, I'm taking credit for this election. Mr. Obama, I will accept payment in shoes and bags. Thanks.

Anyways, as I said, my story was a little bit odd. I was first in journalism in 2008 in the post-teen age of 19. I wasn't "fresh" out of high school, but I was fresh out of living with my parents and being a kid. In that year I did a lot of growing up and by May I decided that I didn't want to return to journalism because at the time, I felt as if it were sucking all my creativity.

I wanted to be a WRITER. Not someone who writes. If that makes any sense. People may think that writing is writing. But in my opinion, the journalistic way of writing is almost like solving a really complicated math formula.

The commas and quotations have specific places they need to go. The sentences need to be short and to the point. Colourful language and purple phrasing is frowned upon for succinct and direct graphs.

At 19 years old, the idea of having to memorize these rules and abide by a certain sentence structure, was completely suffocating. I wanted nothing to do with it.

To make a short story long, I'm back at school this year finishing off my last year. I have a little less than five weeks left in the semester and then after that I have my last semester that's going to include an internship! I'm loving life now. I think the four years I spent away has given me an appreciation for journalism that I never had before. I never go to school and wish I was doing something else. I'm getting all my homework done, all the time and am totally soaking it all up.


I guess the reason why I wanted to tell you all this is because throughout this semester, I've been writing for the Algonquin Times, which is our school newspaper.

We also have a pretty rad website for our paper this year and I thought I'd share with you some links to some of the stories I've written!


Ottawa Band Off the Floor

Steven Page talks mental health

Pimple problems popped

Saving the world one shoe at a time

Algonquin grad turns internship into busy career