Monday, June 29, 2009
Sunday, June 28, 2009
The Baroness
Sometimes you just need to be near magic to feel magical. Last night Sarah Slean performed for a small gathering of keen-eared listeners at the Sonic Temple in Halifax. Of all the days, ways and incarnations I've seen Sarah in, this by far was truly the most special. Her cover of Madonna's "Material Girl," was priceless.
Friday, June 26, 2009
Oh, what pretty things!
Pretty Things Boutique is a femme's haven. It changed the way I feel about my body, particulary owning and wearing a bathing suit.
With just a twinkle of her nose Cadence Macmichael transports customers to the bygone era. The fashion industry is riddled with pint-sized dress shops, but Pretty Things celebrates all body types. Whether you are a sleek petite or a rubenesque plus-size, Macmichael carries a variety of clothing, lingerie, bathing suits to enhance your figure - hips, clevage and all.
With just a twinkle of her nose Cadence Macmichael transports customers to the bygone era. The fashion industry is riddled with pint-sized dress shops, but Pretty Things celebrates all body types. Whether you are a sleek petite or a rubenesque plus-size, Macmichael carries a variety of clothing, lingerie, bathing suits to enhance your figure - hips, clevage and all.
We'll always have Paris
Like a bird on a wire, like a drunk in a midnight choir
There is something otherworldly about Leonard Cohen. It's hard to believe that he's just a man made of flesh and blood like the rest of us, but in many ways he's immortal. While I stopped into the Remarkable Bean, a favourite cafe in the Beaches, a few snapshots from the 70s hung on the wall unframed.
Thursday, June 25, 2009
Pour not by the cups, but by the bellyfull
A visit to Peterborough is always filled with many treasures, one of my favourite traditions is spending time with my old friend Jarret. We muse about the days passed since we've last conspired together, loves and heartaches, travel and music.
Nearly every time we depart he gives me new music to feast on, his dayjob at Bluestreak Records keeps his indie-snobbery in check, but it's his own material Fire Flower Revue that sustains him.
Nearly every time we depart he gives me new music to feast on, his dayjob at Bluestreak Records keeps his indie-snobbery in check, but it's his own material Fire Flower Revue that sustains him.
The Roaring Girl Cabaret
One of the many pleasures of this year's NXNE festival was catching the Roaring Girl Cabaret's set at the Painted Lady on Ossington Street.
The bar itself is gorgeous, but Miranda and company are stunning players. After their set I went up to grab a cd and compliment Miranda's choice of dress, saying I first heard of her during Sarah Slean's holiday show this past December.
She smiled and like a femme fatale spilled her secrets, she borrowed the little blue number from Slean herself, it's a touch tight but still does the trick.
The bar itself is gorgeous, but Miranda and company are stunning players. After their set I went up to grab a cd and compliment Miranda's choice of dress, saying I first heard of her during Sarah Slean's holiday show this past December.
She smiled and like a femme fatale spilled her secrets, she borrowed the little blue number from Slean herself, it's a touch tight but still does the trick.
When Women Rule The World
I have a major heart-on for Judy Chicago, feminist aritst and thinker. On a dreay Saturday morning I hopped on the streetcar to check out the Textiles Museum downtown Toronto.
I arrived just moments after the gallery opened, a few elderly ladies joined me shortly afterwards. They talked about the rise of second wave feminism like they remembered it, I kept quiet eavesdropping on their words, experience and sense of things.
I've got to side with Chicago on this one, as I am a woman at the beginning of building a language, but not all women are concious of it. Something tells me these artful women understood why I stood there awe-struck and silent.
I arrived just moments after the gallery opened, a few elderly ladies joined me shortly afterwards. They talked about the rise of second wave feminism like they remembered it, I kept quiet eavesdropping on their words, experience and sense of things.
I've got to side with Chicago on this one, as I am a woman at the beginning of building a language, but not all women are concious of it. Something tells me these artful women understood why I stood there awe-struck and silent.
A tisket a tasket, a green and yellow basket
Tiptoe through our shiny city with our diamond slippers on
Wednesday, June 24, 2009
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