It's been ages since I last blogged. I'm using my sister's iPad. It's nifty, except it doesn't play flash video which is the biggest drawback of the product, and it needs a hi-def camera like the iPhone 4.
My trip in Toronto has been a blur. It feels like I've been gone for 7 days and not the 4 ive actually been. I've been shopping, stocking up on my spring office clothes. I bought 6 dresses... On top of the other 2 I bought that I haven't worn yet. All I can say is that vie picked out a lot of pale pink and florals... Speaking of florals, J and I were in Yorkville, checking out this guy's store who is no longer going to carry women's clothing and he was selling off his designer jeans at 70% off. I snagged a pair of skinny jeans from Australia. No one will be finding these in Saskatoon. Saw a skull ring and thought of D. The ring is worth $1400 so no I wasn't going to gift that one. It reminded me of the one I saw in France that I wanted but couldn't afford because it was 1600 Euro. I'm still thinking about it. I may still think about it years from now.
In Yorkville we walked by a tight/nylon store... I basically died. It was wall to wall tights. All shapes, colours and patterns. I snagged a regular black pair, a black snakeskin one and my favorite ones ever... White floral ones. I'm basically wearing these tights with all my dresses... Can you wear the same patterned tights more than once a week???
Earlier in the day J planned to have our hair blown out at the Holt Renfrew salon. It was raining so I just had it done straight as usual. After we looked at all the clothes. I don't know if it's just me, but everything is boho/indie style... And drab colours. I drooled over the Marc by Marc line and this to die for light coral colored dress.
I don't know how I forgot about why we went to Yorkville. I wanted macarons, J took me to Morroco which is a beautiful designed restaurant with a very tasteful chocolate dessert menu. I had a Crocque Monsiuer... Gruyere I love you and the salad dressing was delicious! We snagged some macarons on the way out. They only had 12 kinds... Pale in comparison to the 50 kinds in Pele in Cannes. I said nix to the praline, and found out these delicious cookies are made with almond flour. Didn't know that. I guess I can eat almond flour sans allergic anaphylactic reaction. I guess I can eat a purely paleo diet and can try making pancakes with almond flour now.
We left Yorkville, went the Eaton centre on Yonge Street. Nightmare. I never ever ever ever want to go to Yonge street again. For reasons I can't blog about. You can tell I'm from the parries...
We ended up taking the subway... It was packed... Like a semi full of pigs crammed in one place. It was a long 12 stops. Had to transfer on to an East bound train too. We ended up going out for supper. I think we took in an earlyish night maybe. I've forget.
Thursday we got out too late and we didn't get out until 1. We wanted to go to the nail salon, but they weren't open yet. We had the intention of going to AGO, but they close at 5 so we didn't go. We ended up going to the same mall on Yonge Street but from a different street. We went to The Bay. The only Bay in Toronto to sell high end fashion. Beautiful store. They were selling the same brands, but whoever picked the collection picked colour and it made Holt seem not as nice to me. Went to Zara, epic fail... Over priced and somehow I went up two sizes since last May. I'm not so sure about that. Either way, it killed my self esteem.
We came back, grabbed Ollie and went to get our nails done. I loved the girls at this salon, they were so much fun. I got Monica, who J loves. She loves Ollie. She calls him rabbit. And all the girls talked about getting his nails done, he started putting his feet up like he wanted to get them done. J said he has no money and she's not paying for it so he didn't get some nail treatment.
We ended up lighting some candles and listening to the Black Keys and relaxing before going out. Nothing overly exciting. I'm not complaining. Drama drama drama drama...
We went to Niagara Falls yesterday. We scoped out some old house. I was in the mood for exploring. I was told there is an IHOP in Niagara... Only to not go to it. So rude. We went to the casino. I lost money. We headed back. Took an early night in.
Today we went to AGO early in the morning. I'd been waiting two years to see this place and I was sadly disappointed. Sorry K... There was just way too much contemporary Canadian art. 3 floors to be exact. Too much. I did enjoy David Blackwood's earlier works. The aquatint and etching was beautiful. The details were amazing. Then there started being too many portraits and I didn't like them. I thought there would be more modernism, some surrealism, and more Italian portraits.... No. I saw one Cezanne, one Picasso and a handful of Monets. I was pretty sad. It had a great collection of religious carvings. Phenomenal. I also loved the arc part of the gallery on the second floor. It was the front of the building and they had wood sculptures on the wall, that were beautiful. I could have stayed there for an hour, provided in would be the only person there. There wasn't any pop art. No Goya, no Degas, no Dali, no Mannerism, so sad. They also had a great collection of Chinese snuff bottles. So exquisite. And the architecture of this place is art alone. I prefer the National Gallery of Canada to AGO. I think there would have to be an exhibit that I would want to see to make me go again. I probably will.
We then went to Queen St. W and ate a Fresh. When I get back home I'll put the link in. It's a vegan restaurant. I loved it just as J knew I would. I fell madly infatuated with a 6'1 maybe 6'2 long haired blonde guy of an appropriate age, meaning he must be my age or a year older. He had bad posture, but even with a mustache, he was so pretty. If I had seen him on Wednesday I would have asked him for his phone number. Now I'm going to wistfully day dream about my fantasy relationship with a guy I don't know or know his name. I'm kind of sad.
Enough of Toronto. I'm now going to compose my birthday wish list for next Saturday:
1. I want to wear a floral dress in cowboy boots and ride a unicorn. Now a white horse with a very nice fake horn will do too. I want a photo opportunity. But alas there is no greenery in Saskatoon and I wouldn't be able to get photos done.
2. I want to eat be transported to a candy/ice cream shop and have whatever I want. Something between that Beyonce music video where she's in a giant champagne glass filled with what I presume is actually French champagne, and the Willy Wonka chocolate bar shop that Charlie visits at the beginning of the movie, and purchases a simple bar, goes outside an unveils that he hasn't received the golden ticket.
3. I want to suddenly be watching a parade from a balcony of some big city, kind of like the Thanksgiving one they show on TV in New York city.
4. I want a huge bouquet of helium filled balloons. Or end up somewhere like in My Best Friend's Wedding and the little brother and his friends are filling balloons and the room is filled with hundreds of balloons in a white tent. Or while dancing have a giant net of balloons fall from the ceiling. Either way I want balloons.
5. And last but not least I want that cute blonde guy to be in Saskatoon for me, for my birthday, miraculously.
This sounds like either a music video/art video/movie... And that's what I want it to be like. Just like a movie. Completely unrealistic and whimsical. I really want that unicorn. If I had to pick I would pick the unicorn with the cute guy riding in on it... With his long locks blowing in the wind, holding a huge bouquet of helium balloons in pastel colours just for me. That would be so awesome. I hope I dream about this tonight.
Since I know i will forget talk about this... I love Tangled. It's so great. What came to mind after watching it after the second time, I realized that Rapunsel is really psychologically messed up. She was kidnapped, stuck in a tower for 18 years, held prisoner by a witch pretending to be her mother who was really using her, and then after 3 days she's normal, living happily ever after with no issues. If this were real life, she'd be on all kinds of prescriptions. She would have to be one of those people afraid to go outside. Have major trust issues, yet she still meets not prince charming, because Flynn Rider/Eugene Fitzherbert is a regular schmoe. Well not really. He's a bandit and an orphan. I don't think that's normal either. I'm going to have to revisit the Disney princess movies and make a synopsis ofnhow many of these princesses have issues which are clearly not an issue in a children's movie. Another project on the back burner. If it's related to movies, I just may do it.
Since this is an epically long blog post, I'm going to peace out.
Happy Easter to all of you and eat lots of yummy Easter candy.
