TELL ME WHAT’S, TELL ME WHAT’S YOUR FAVOURITE COLOUR?

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Hello all!

The photos above are a few I took from the Tokyo Police club concert I went to at the Danforth Music Hall on Thursday. With openers Dilly Dally (whose lead singer is actually lead singer David Monk of Tokyo Police Clubs’ sister) and Said The Whale as well! These guys are one of my favourite bands and from all the times I’ve seen them I can concretely say that it is always a great time, very fun, very lively and a great vibe!

… And just an after thought…to the few people who thought that when lighting a joint indoors in a small venue that has a gradually lowering floor, would be a good idea… Did you really think you wouldn’t be seen? Now with that said, I am not against smoking, I just think people are stupid when it comes to lighting a joint in a clearly obvious venue. As if the security is oblivious to the big cloud of smoke QUITE CLEARLY rising from your spot and ONLY your spot in the crowd.

Be smarter people, and go see Tokyo Police Club if you get the chance 😉
Xo
-G

BRIGHT EYES

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Hello all!

As I was waiting for the forever late streetcar to get downtown the other day, I noticed that the lighting from our first snowfall was just beautiful! The way it brightened my face, hair and especially my eyes. I WAS IN LOVE! So… Naturally I snapped a photo and naturally I got a few scoffs from the others waiting at the streetcar stop with me 😉 but regardless I enjoy the photo and the lighting of it! Also, the big bundle of white and black around my face is a soft blanket scarf from H&M I picked up a few weeks ago for $32.00. It was my alternative for the current hype of the Aritzia blanket scarves/ponchos. Much cheaper and made a hell of a ‘oh god it’s snowing.. I didn’t expect this.. AGH BUT I DID MY HAIR ALL NICE.’ Cover.

Stay .. Well lit!
Xo
-G

FEATURING THE INTROSPECTIVE WALK HOME

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Featuring the introspective walk home. The walk after the bar. The walk when there’s nothing left to distract you from your own thoughts. The part of the walk when your friends have all turned the corner to go back to their own houses, to have their own introspective walks. The walk that really only consists of you and the bleak looking houses with all their lights off at 3am. You sit on the curb just outside your house and just for a second, in all the surrounding silence, whether a sober thought or not, ask yourself if the night was worth it. If getting ready, picking an outfit, spraying your perfume on and looking at yourself in the mirror that one last time before you left all those hours ago, was worth it. Pondering for 30 minutes outside really felt like 5 short confused ones and as you sigh picking yourself up off the curb, you almost take comfort in knowing that your seat will still be warm and waiting for when you do the same thing tomorrow night.

A personal poem
Xo
-G

CLOSING THE BOOK- A PERSONAL LETTER

Saying goodbye
The final words
The words I held back
The ‘not supposed to speak to you’ words
The pent up sadness
What I had to get out
The things that I can say to you and only you
How bad it hurts
How bad its going to hurt
How I don’t want to be your friend
But maybe someday
I don’t know right now
I’m not quite sure of a lot of things at the moment
But I do know one thing for sure
I will be better, stronger and more confident in myself after this pain has subsided
This needed to happen
I’m not sure why
I could go on and on asking myself why until I am blue in the face
But that does no good
I will now stop wondering why
Move past it
And eventually, it will subside
The ‘why’ will fade into the abyss
And I will be okay

With that said, Goodbye- it’s time to close this book.

Stay real
-G

NUMB BUT NOT DEAD- A PERSONAL POST

Hello all,

Although this is not fashion, music or art related, I thought I would share it anyways because it has become a big part of my life. This is something personal, rare, raw and something probably all of you can relate to.

-A few days ago I had the pleasure of having my heart broken. The relationship was just under a year old and of course, ended right before Christmas.. New Years and and OH … 3 days before my final exams for university… Perfection! Fact of the matter is, I loved this person, they didn’t love me and insisted that they never would, therefore we must break up. Regardless of whether this was true or not and regardless of all of the reasons I can think up in my head as to why this person doesn’t love me… I love me, my parents family and friends love me and can think of a million reasons why I am a love able person. One reason in particular, I have a big heart. Some say that’s a bad thing but I beg to differ. I’m proud of my big heart. I give my heart, time and time again, regardless of pain and possible outcome. I give all of my best efforts and all I have to offer even knowing, in this case, I gave way more than what was deserved, but still, I love this person with all of my big, beating heart and it felt wonderful knowing I was capable of it. My heart is absolutely aching, being torn between the want for them to come back and the understanding that deep down, somewhere in the back of my mind I know something was wrong and this happened for a reason. To sit down and watch your worst fear come true, your relationship quite literally dwindling to its end in front of your face, despite you’re constant trying to help or fix it, is almost more of a heartbreak than losing the person particularly. Feeling given up on and knowing that feelings were not mutual is numbing. Watching this person quite literally walk out of your door to never hear from them again… Is numbing. I am numb… but I am not dead.

If any of you are going through this as well, I feel so, so deeply for you. I would never wish this pain upon even my worst enemy, but remember this… You may be numb… But you’re not dead.

Thank you for listening/ never stop loving.
Xo
-G