Family dinner is happening whether this zipper cooperates or not. Somebody should come finish zipping me up before I do it myself.
Family dinner is happening whether this zipper cooperates or not. Somebody should come finish zipping me up before I do it myself.
Thanksgiving market at Parkdale Hall is calling and I'm only half ready — tea first, cooking marathon after. Come carry the heavy bags for me?
Fire pits just came on at the Sugar Beach harvest market and I claimed the warmest bench with a cider I didn't need. Come take the cold side.
Downsview turned into a pumpkin patch for the long weekend and I came out to pick the ones for my Thanksgiving table — the flannel is slowly losing its argument with the sun. Come help me choose which one comes home.
Garba nights are running all week and I've been twirling in front of my mirror trying to decide if this skirt can keep up with me tonight. Tell me it survives the dance floor.
Test run for Thanksgiving dinner and the pie crust beat me — flour everywhere, apron barely holding the line. Somebody should come taste-test before I serve this to my whole family.
MULTIfest closes in two days and I'm back at STACKT letting the projections paint me in colours my closet will never own. The flannel barely made it onto my shoulders tonight. Tell me which colour suits me best.
Gorillaz left me wrecked last night and I still haven't come down — headphones on, everything else off. Come finish what the encore started.
Stayed until they switched off the very last installation and now the sunlight is finishing what the art started. Still in last night's dress, running on adrenaline and cold coffee. Tell me you made it to sunrise too.
The whole city turned into a gallery for the night and this room keeps pulling me back — no idea how long I've been standing in its light. Come find me before they switch it off.