Tuesday, 25 September 2012

Muesday: Just Because I'm Pretending to be an Adult Doesn't Mean I Have to Dress Like One

Hi Friends!

Well, another Tuesday has come and gone and I don't know where time went. My life seems to be moving at warp speed, but that's a good thing. My calendar came out (go and buy it if you haven't already) and I started a brand new job. Holy potatoes, information overload. I get to work in the morning and the next thing I know it's freaking 4 pm. I won't lie, last week I had a bit of a breakdown. I honestly don't know why the chose to hire me. Obviously they think I'm qualified, even though I think that I am grossly under-qualified for this job. I also have to say that it's really super awesome when I'm asked to do something by someone who doesn't think it's necessary to give you any description of what they want done. Needless to say I was a little lost, but it's getting better. I definitely know that I am going to love this new job and that I am going to learn an incredible amount.

Also, can I just say that adult clothes are boring. Why is it that people dress in blacks and navys and gross khaki (the colour God forgot. Is it brown, is it cream? It's a hot mess) colours when it comes to "professional dress"? Seriously! Just because you're all important and have an impressive  degree doesn't mean you should be boring. Hello! The way you dress is how you want people to see you. I just don't understand why being a grown up requires boring clothes. I work with a bunch of lawyers, and I have been at my new job for 5 days and I can tell you that I am by far the most colourful person in my office. Yesterday it was fuchsia, today bright red. I love printed dress pants and bright colours, and don't see how they're not professional. If they aren't something I would wear on the weekend and are legitimate dress pants there shouldn't be a problem. Plus, the dress code doesn't specifically say that printed dress pants and bright colours aren't allowed. It just says that you should dress in a professional manner that allows you to do your job. Interpretation is 99% of the law, at least that's what I think, and considering I work with lawyers, they can't exactly fault me for that way of thinking. Just because I'm pretending to be an adult doesn't mean I have to dress like one. Colours, prints and patterns for everyone!

This week is hard when it comes to music. There are a lot of great albums that are coming out next Tuesday, but this Tuesday had it's own gems. The new Mumford & Sons album came out, which is pretty awesome, but I was way more excited for Jenn Grant's new album. It's called The Beautiful Wild, and the whole thing is just amazing. I'm really finding that I getting back into listening to my beloved Canadian artists which makes Jenn's new album that much better for me. Today I am going to share with you the song that I had on repeat all day. It's called In the Belly of a Dragon. I hope you all enjoy it!

Later days duckies!


Thursday, 20 September 2012


Hello friends!

Guess what I have in my hot little hands?! The Pink Ribbon Pin Up 2013 calendar!!! It's absolutely AMAZING! And if I haven't said it enough, everyone needs to go out and buy it right now!!!! You can get them at your local Canada Safeway, and they will be available online in November!

Yes, that's me, sans clothing. There is nothing I won't do to raise breast cancer awareness

My awesome cuteness alone should be the motivation to go and buy it...that and the fact that 100% of the proceeds go to The Canadian Breast Cancer Foundation! It's only $10.99, which is basically two cups of Starbucks. Surely you all can contribute to breast cancer research because let's face it, cancer is an asshole. So, let's all give it a swift kick in the balls by buying this calendar!

My government issue boobs thank each and every one of you for your support!

Love and Unicorns!

Tuesday, 18 September 2012

Muesday: I'm Beginning to Think That Learning Latin Instead of French Wasn't The Best Idea

Bonjour mon amis!

Guess where I went!? It's old, historic, and beautiful! Any guesses? Okay fine, I'll tell you. I'm was in Montreal! And I loved it! Ever the city girl, it has everything that I could ever ask for in a city! History, architecture, shopping, food, and it seems like it's forever on the go! It has this old world charm that places like Edmonton are sorely lacking! Even though it was a whirlwind work trip, it's still gorgeous! I most definitely want to go back and explore the city on my own time with my own agenda. And also have time to shop. That would be amazing. I went for a conference about young breast cancer survivors. Basically, it was me and 5 other survivors put in a room with a whole lotta smart people. Not that I'm not smart. Let's be serious, I'm a genius and can tell you anything you want to know about history. But these people are like scary smart...and lack the social skills to prove it. While it was a really interesting conference, I basically had to bully my way into conversations, which is totally fine because I'm pushy like that, and my input was ignored by researchers who would rather spend another $25 billion dollars doing the same thing that they have been doing. There were points where I really questioned why I was there, and then I drank some more wine and didn't care. Speaking of wine, did you know that apparently hotels lock up their food? Did you also know that they do this at 8 o'clock at night? Did you also know that if you stay at Le Westin in Old Montreal that you could possibly be eating the half eaten platter of cheese that was previously partially devoured by breast cancer survivors and some other really smart people that included the adorable Dr. Malcolm Pike who is as old as the dawn of time, who is being held together by Jesus and Duct Tape? I know you're making a gross face right now. Who would want a half eaten cheese platter? Better yet, who locks up cheese? And also, don't lie to me and tell me that the kitchen is closed at 8pm. You're a big hotel in a big city, and I have been in and around enough of those (I'm a hotel snob, it happens, don't judge me) to know that your kitchens don't close at 8 on a Thursday night. That's bullshit. I won't apologize for showing you the flaw in your logic, because let's face it, that was pretty stupid. It also doesn't matter that I don't eat cheese, or dairy for that matter. I still argued with you because it was the principle of the matter, and also because my surivivor friends wanted that damn cheese platter, becuase we were the only ones who didn't want to go to bed at 9. Needless to say, the guy who worked at the hotel that had to deal with us was not pleased. I'm also pretty sure he was calling us "crazy bitches" in french, in his head. One thing I did learn from this trip though, apart from silly hotel practices and that cancer researchers only care about science and money, is that me learning Latin as my second language instead of French may have been a poor life choice. Don't get me wrong, I love Latin, but being in a predominantly French speaking province has made me question this. Perhaps this just means that I will have to learn another language. I can probably get behind that....

Speaking of breast cancer (I know, it's such an uplifting and lovely topic), guess what comes out today?! No it's not the new Killers album (which I am sure is going to be a colossal disappointment just like every other Killers album that came out after Hot Fuss). It's the Pink Ribbon Pin Up 2012 Calendar! If you haven't been following along like good boys and girls, the Pink Ribbon Pin Up Calendar features a whole slew of breast cancer surivivors as pin up girls, and yours truly is the scandalous and scantily clad (not even that) Miss March! You can buy them at your local Canada Safeway, and online here (starting November). And best of all, all the proceeds go to the Canadian Breast Cancer Foundation. Now, I'm expecting that upon reading this all of you are going to jump up and race out to pick one up, and if you don't, I may have to come and persuade you, with golf clubs.  Here's look at the behind the scenes footage of the shoot (I may or may not make a couple appearances!!)

But before you go, I have music to share with you all!

I've shared Rah Rah with you all before, however, they have a new album coming out and I am beyond excited! I really like how the two singles that they have released sound, and I just can't help but share them again. Hailing from Regina, Saskatchewan, they bring a prairies perspective to their music, which is why I am going to share their single Prairie Girl with you all today. And since I was just in Montreal, it reminds me that I am really a prairie girl at heart.

I hope you all enjoyed that! Now you can go out and buy the calendar!

Peace and Love!


Tuesday, 11 September 2012

Muesday: Someone Do This For Me

There is nothing I hate more than packing for a trip. And there is nothing worse than packing for a trip when you are sick and all you want to do is lay in your cozy, blue, giant ruffled bed and watch re-runs of American Dreams with Brittany Snow. Seriously, that's all I want to do. Everything hurts. The people on my flight tomorrow are in for a real treat, and by treat I mean that I will be a cranky, sick and sore mess, and am likely to unleash unnatural rage/displeasure on random and probably innocent people.

I am just too much of a indecisive person to be responsible for packing my own clothes. I just need someone to come in, go through my closet, put together outfits and pack them up. It's really quite simple if you think about it. And even though I know what the weather is going to be like, which is a hell of a lot nicer than it is here, I still can't decide. What makes it harder is that it's for work, which means business casual, which means that I have to put together pieces that actually reflect well on my job. Ugh. Seriously, so not into this right now. Maybe I'll brush up on my history for my trip instead of packing. Anyone want to take a guess as to where I'm headed? 3 gold stars and a chocolate bunny for anyone who gets it right!

Yet another event in which I fail as an adult.

So, the boy gave me a lovely gift the other day. It was quite possibly one of the nicest things that I have been given in a long time (don't worry though, it doesn't beat the monogrammed Cambridge Satchel that he gave me not so long ago). He gave me a whole bunch of music to listen to. He's basically and English music junkie, which compliments me being a Canadian music junkie. I'm not even kidding. His place is overflowing with albums, because unlike normal people who just download their music, he insists on buying, that's right buying all his music. All I do is shake my head and laugh, because really, in the end, I am benefiting from his mild musical hoarding problem. So I have slowly but surely gone through some of what he has lent me, and I have decided that I really really like Band of Skulls. I'd heard of them before, but being the singer/songwriter/alternative music loving girl I am, didn't give them a fair chance. But that's all changed now, because I love them! So today, I am going to share with you The Devil Takes Care of His Own. Big props go out to The Boy for this one!

Until next time mon cheries!


Sunday, 9 September 2012

A Mild Flirtation

 Vegan Pumpkin Spice Muffins!

I'm involved in a mild flirtation. Before you get your knickers in a knot, crying "for shame Leah! What about that awesome boyfriend of yours?!", let me set the record straight. I'm mildly flirting with veganism, and I'm contemplating making the switch to become a  full blown vegan. I haven't quite decided yet though, so I figured I'd start off small. You know, by doing some vegan baking, and cutting out as much dairy as possible. Baby steps. I do have to say though, that vegan baked goods are delicious! Ya, I see all those grossed out faces, but you're just going to have to trust me on that one. I love it. I became enamored with it a while a go when I was in New York and I discovered Babycakes NYC. It was like paradise! Nut free, (mostly) gluten free, dairy free and processed sugar free, so basically Leah Friendly. And it was all delicious. Actually Babycakes haunts my dreams. So needless to say I was ecstatic when I found out about the Babycakes cookbooks and finally decided to pick them up. And today, I decided to try them out. I made vegan pumpkin spice muffins, and for someone who is basically a walking domestic danger, they turned out pretty okay! More than Okay actually, at least according to my sister who is also flirting with veganism and who has actually cut out all dairy, who gave them a thumbs up. I then progressed to the vanilla cupcakes which, apart from red velvet, are pretty much my one of my favourite things in the whole world. They also turned out well, but the icing was a different story. I have never, NEVER, made anything so gross! I know if fucked up too, but I'm not sure where or how and it was just a disaster. I am an icing failure. It sounds like that would be kind of hard to do, but let me tell you it's not. Luckily for me, my mother came in and save the day. I think it's mostly because she was getting sick of her kitchen looking like a war zone, which happens every time I get delusions of grandeur and bake. Look at me and my kind of life skills! Gold star!

So, if you have any thoughts or advice or whatever on being vegan, do share! I like to thoroughly research things, so the more information I have the better!

Thanks for reading duckies!


Tuesday, 4 September 2012

Muesday: The Last Vestiges of Summer

Not that I really have to tell anyone, unless you live under a rock or are a castaway and don't have access to a calendar, but it's now the beginning September. That means that summer is officially over. But you know what, I'm not entirely sad about that. I love the fall, and I just so happen to live in one of the most gorgeous cities for fall. The Edmonton River Valley turns all these gorgeous reds and oranges and yellows, with a few smatterings of green, as leaves try in vain to hold on to the last vestiges of summer. I don't even care that the weather gets colder, mostly because that means that I can break out all my cute winter clothes from the back of my closet. There is just something about the fall that makes me so happy. Chunky knit sweaters, the last days of walking around the downtown farmers market, with steaming cups of coffee, holding hands, with just a teasing of snow in the air. I just love it. My fall is promising to be amazing. Busy, but amazing. It's the first fall in as many years that I am not going back to school. It's so strange, and I don't know exactly how I feel about this. On the one hand, I am kind of excited to have time to do things that I like to do, instead of being a constant slave to my day planner. It will be nice to read for fun (even though most of what I read is still of the academic history variety (let's be serious, I could never take popular history seriously)), and it will be fun to travel a little bit without having to worry about not being able to finish an assignment. So really, taking a break is a good thing. And while I realize that it will only be a short break (I have plans of going back next fall), and that I am kind of excited, I am still sad though. I'm sad because I will miss the learning (I like to know and learn all the things), and being on campus and doing all the readings and all the discussions, and using my critical thinking skills. But, I really don't think that you can ever stop learning, and University will always be there. So, I will sit, and I will wait and will love it that much more when I go back.

Speaking of the last vestiges of summer, on Sunday, I went to Sonic Boom, which is this awesome, one day outdoor music festival in Edmonton. Despite the cold, windy and rainy weather it was amazing. I had so much fun. There was so much great music that it was a little ridiculous. MUTEMATH, Fun., The Joy Formidable, Young the Giant, and the Silversun Pickups all played before the piece de resistance that was Linkin Park, came on stage. I have liked Linkin Park since I was like 13, and the fact that they had never been to Edmonton before made it that much better. Although, I do have say, thank goodness The Boy came with me, otherwise I would have been crushed. He did a good job, along with this really nice giant of a man (he honestly had to be 7 feet tall) and his super nice girlfriend (who was also quite statuesque) of making sure I didn't die. This is not me being melodramatic either. He pushed people and made sure I didn't get kicked in the head by crowd surfers. He did ask me a couple of times if I would prefer moving, considering I was adamant that we be in the thick of things, and I know that if worse came to worse, he would have picked me up and physically removed me from any potentially dangerous sittuations. I still maintain that I could have held my own though. I did have to kick a man, and I most definitely utilized my elbows, which found homes in a couple of kidneys though. So despite the brutal weather weather, it was amazing! I bet you're all thinking that I'm going to share a Linkin Park track with you all for Muesday today, but you'd be wrong. While Linkin Park was amazing, I would have to say that my favourite show of the whole day was The Joy Formidable. They were so entertaining, and it was an added bonus that I have liked them for quite some time. Not to mention, for a three piece, they make A LOT of noise. And by noise, I mean so loud that I could feel the reverberations in my chest. Now that is what I call good music. Now, I could share with you one of their most popular songs, but I'm not. Sure Whirring is amazing, and let's not forget End Tapes that made it onto one of the Twilight Soundtracks (I hate Twilight, but I will admit that they put together a mean soundtrack), but neither of those songs would be my favourite. My favourite is this awesome little ditty called Cradle, and I was beyond excited when they played it Sunday. If you haven't heard of The Joy Formidable before now, all I have to say is for shame, and that you should probably go out and get their album as soon as possible!!!

I hope you all have a lovely week!

Until next time my loves!