With the new year on the horizon, I’m unsure as to if we’ll fall into it gracefully or stumble face first.
So far there are no definite plans and no definite outfits (gasp! I know). Most friends are out of town, out of country or outta this world. Last year’s Low Key NYE was anything but. That bonanza was enough to keep us way too busy. Maybe this year we’ll strike a balance…
The party ran long and deep, like your mama.
Check it:
This is how we keep warm during the Winter months in Toronto: Booties, Bonnets and dancing at Circa.
Don’t fight the Winter. Indulge.
White peaks and French Canadians. Deep freeze, Quebec City styles.
Can’t wait!!
Loco it was. Now that I’m done wanting to kill myself, I can round up last Friday’s Celebratarding…sort of.
Really, i’ll just let the pictures do the talking since they are my only retrospect on the evening.
FUCKING HOLLER!
I’m so so giddy. Friday’s going to be bonanza.
This is $400 worth of cosmetics that i got for less than $200.
Yesterday someone handed me a single pass for a Estee Lauder / MAC / Clinque sale.
I almost turned around and left after I saw the line up to get in at the Markham Fairgrounds. But after driving all the way there early on a Saturday Morning, I decided to stick it out. I dug deep down and pulled out the 16 year old raver in me and FROZE my ass off waiting outside (and in) to get in. Was the 2 1/2 hour wait worth it? My wallet says yes. Mind you only half of it stays with me. The rest are stocking stuffers. I’m good to those I gift.
Ya heard???
The Subtrac crew is back in your face. New Venue. Limited Capacity. Timeless Presence.
Get er done.
Although I’ve been pumping the Curtis Vodka Remix for 6 months now, Kid Sister’s video for pro-nails has inspired me more than ever to wear loud leggings sans ass covering shirt. Better believe my fingernails is matching.
