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