Throwback – Warped Tour 2009

When I was younger, I remember I wanted to go to Warped Tour more than anything. And I did go, 5 years in a row, although every year I became a little less excited about it. Last year, I didn’t even go. However, this year the line-up is wild, and as I’m sitting here planning my own trip to Auburn Hills, Michigan since there’s no Toronto date this year, I thought it would be funny to look back to my very first Warped Tour. Enjoy!

1924019_103198035747_84889_nStarted the day off with some The Devil Wears Prada!

1924019_103204525747_5028345_nFollowed by some 3OH!3. Whatever happened to them..?

1924019_103207875747_7102138_nUsed to be so in love with Breathe Carolina haha.

1924019_103207895747_2139410_nOh man, these throwback pictures of me are going to be pretty scary. Anyways, here’s me with Paul Griffiths, the creator of BBYCKS. He kissed me on the cheek after, I died.

1924019_103207935747_361460_nTDWP // I was so in love with Daniel Williams. This picture (still kind of) melts my heart.

1924019_103207955747_3723212_nTDWP // High-fiving Jeremy DePoyster.

1924019_103207985747_3961594_nRob Dyer attacking me with some unexpected hugs.

1924019_103208005747_7774416_nAnd then we looked like an awkward couple or something. Also got a kiss on the cheek from him haha.

1924019_103208000747_6542555_nWe did get a cute picture though!

1924019_103211330747_2251841_nAwkward cropped picture because I don’t know if my friend wants her picture on here. I still love Jeffree Star!

1924019_103211340747_381658_nAnd then I met The Millionaires, haha.

1924019_103225140747_1598054_nFinally watching some more bands, I saw Chiodos! Used to looooove them.

1924019_103225265747_358239_nSome guy held this up during Chiodos, haha.

1924019_103231615747_80979_nMet Shane Told from Silverstein (and the rest of the band).

1924019_103234480747_112465_nDirtiest picture of me ever but I met Craig Owens and I’m pretty sure I cried after.

1924019_103234495747_7740530_nThrowback to when Jeffree Star made music, haha.

1924019_103241965747_8276889_nAlso saw The Millionaires perform…

1924019_103241805747_3533871_nThey were fun.

1924019_103245760747_6954360_nLights! Used to be quite obsessed with her first album.

1924019_103245805747_5535037_nEnded the day with some Saosin!

1924019_103245820747_6601912_nAnd then I creeped Jeffree Star leaving as I left. The end. ūüôā


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Journal Sneak Peak

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Alright guys, I have a very special post for you today. It’s special because 1. it’s totally embarrassing, and 2. no one has ever seen these¬†before!

On Monday I gave you a list of reasons why I think everyone should keep a journal. Some of those reasons included keeping track of your goals, a good place to vent, or record major life experiences, jot down ideas and as a way to creatively express yourself. All of which I still think are great reasons, but my favourite reason for keeping a journal is to look back on my life.

So that’s what I did this week. I pulled out my giant bins of books and started digging. And one thing I noticed is that even though I’ve changed a lot, I’m still the same person I was when I was a kid. It’s kind of interesting to see so much of who I am now in who I was then, but also to see how much I’ve grown and changed, too.

Let’s take a look at some of these for shits and giggles.

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Apparently I got my first journal (or diary) for my 7th birthday. And OMG my printing is terrible. Looking back, I kind of can’t believe that I became a writer. For a 7 year old I had terrible spelling and grammar, and my handwriting didn’t improve until I was much older! Also, I always gave my journals a name when I was younger. My mom said it would make it feel more like talking to a good friend. This one was named after my best friend Samantha.

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This one I named Teresa, Barbie’s friend, the doll with the red hair.

The early 2000s, just after the 90s. And that damn Tania who ruined my slinky lmao! But at least on Friday I got candy from my French teacher.

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This journal entry is also from 2001. I wrote it after I broke my right arm in grade 6, and as you can see I asked my mom to finish writing it for me. I had to spend weeks writing with my left hand, and now I can write pretty well left-handed!

Clearly I was a dumb as fuck kid, because I swung as high as I could and then put my arms straight up in the air… Why I thought that was a good idea I’ll never know.

journal bored

Oh, the days of MSN! And learning all of the different text acronyms and abbreviations. I wrote this journal entry between grade 7 and 8. I remember that as one of the loneliest summers of my life as I drifted away from all of my childhood friends and sought out new people.

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From grade 9. Clearly it was important for me to describe this TV show I was watching. Does anyone remember that show?

Teletoon had the best cartoons ever. My cousin Alissa and I used to stay up to watch Teletoon at Night and we would watch shows like Clone High, Undergrads, The Oblongs and Robot Chicken. I’ll never forget when my step-dad came into the basement and we were watching Quads! and was like, “What the fuck are you watching?!” Ahahaha!

I decided to skip¬†a few years because between the ages of 14-17 I was really weird, and as much as I enjoy embarrassing myself online, I really can’t even make myself share that ridiculous shit. But to give you an idea of some of the things I posted I’ll share this much:

“I slept over at Alissa’s house with Terra on Friday night. There were dead chipmunks and water fights. Beating up Terra and making weird profiles on Vampire Freaks with usernames like anal_whore. We burnt june bugs and ate hamster food. We also watched Superstar and jumped on the trampoline. Then we bought pizza with stolen money and paid for Jenn to take a cab over. She brought … and alissa and I were … and she tackled Terra to “save her life” from an old man with a gun. And aliens caught us and put us in a spinning mind warper. Techno is the best.”

I’ll let you fill in the blanks.¬†But even I don’t understand that shit! And that’s the journal entry that makes the most sense from that time.

journal first apartment

I also decided not to share any entries from my journal when I was pregnant, because it’s too personal and I want to save all of those memories for myself.

But I like this entry, because it’s from the time Nick and I rented our first apartment together!

journal 2009

These were my goals for 2009. <3

joural aneurysm

So in 2010 I thought I was going to die from a brain aneurysm. Like, thinking about it became an obsession! I even made my doctor give me two CAT scans to be sure.

I had so much anxiety that year it was unreal.

Actually, a lot of journal entries are all “ermagad my life sucks! I’m such a fat weirdo, no body likes me! I wish this depression and anxiety would go away! I just want to be a better person and have a happy life.” And I wrote about that for like, 10 years or more. Drama queen much.

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And here’s my journal entry from the day I met Sarah <3

As you can see I included their ages ha ha! It’s interesting to see that, because it reminds me of how obsessed I was with age and getting old. I was 22 and honestly thought I was so old and needed to hurry up and get my shit together. That was four years ago and I still don’t have my shit together, but age isn’t nearly as important to me any more.

Knowing I have hundreds, if not thousands, more journal entries that are way more embarrassing than these kind of makes me want to just burn them all. But I won’t.

Did you keep a journal? Do you ever read it years later?


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How To Get Over A Breakup

Three months ago, I got dumped. Two years ago, I got dumped by the same person for the first time, and spent the next year and a bit wondering why and never getting over that breakup, even when I was back with the person. Always wondering what I had done to deserve what had happened, always wondering why I never deserved to know the truth. Three months ago, I was back in that situation, but 10x worse. I have found out the truth this time though, although I had to find out in not the greatest ways. A month ago, I¬†wrote about it. (I wrote that post about 2 weeks before it was actually published). And now? Now I’m over it.


I’ve never been one to get over people quickly, I can spend months and even years thinking about someone and why things didn’t work out. Even if I feel I am over them, I won’t be over the situation, which I think might almost be worse. I’ve never had much luck with guys, I’ve never been in a long term relationship, or anything really overly serious. I tend to fall quickly and easily, and usually for the wrong person. I’ve tried dating people I wasn’t into but who were into me, to see if I could be into them and make it work, but it never did. I’ve tried way too hard for someone who wasn’t really into me, and usually end up feeling stupid and embarrassed. I’ve never been one to really worry about impressing people, I’ve always figured if someone likes you, they’re going to like you for who you are. But this post isn’t about relationships really, and it’s not about how to get someone. It’s about how to get the fuck over someone.

Step One: Accept the damn breakup.

Breakups happen, they’re never fun, someone is almost always hurt if not both people. Now like I said I’ve never been in a long term relationship, so the longer you’re with someone, I assume the more it’s going to hurt. But fuck if you are just going to sit there wondering this and that, which hey I’m sure we’ve all been guilty of sometimes, it’s going to be stuck on your mind 24/7. Don’t try and think of ways to get the person back, because you’ll just feel more shitty when/if your plan doesn’t work out. It’s over man. I know it’s easier said than done, but you’ll thank me later.

Step Two: Stop fucking creeping them.

Ooooh they posted with a different girl/guy, what if they’re hooking up with them!? Dude, who cares. They’re single. So are you. Honestly as I’ve grown up I can PROUDLY say that I’ve kicked this habit. I mean if I’m into you, I’ll creep the fuck out of you, but if you dump me? I won’t even go near any of your pages. Let’s be real most of the time you are probably going to see something you don’t want to see that will upset you, just save yourself the heart ache and don’t look. Not when you’re bored, not when you’re drunk. Don’t even look at old pictures of you two together, you’ll find yourself having to do step one all over again.

Step Three: Don’t be afraid to bitch and cry about it.

Honestly something that REALLY helped me, was writing my feelings about it, and giving myself three days to just cry it out. Obviously talking to your friends/family/whoever helps, but just sitting down and just writing, no filter, not being worried about what anyone is going to say or think. Just write every deep thought, every happy thought, every psycho bitch thought. It feels¬†so much better to just let everything out instead of bottling your feelings inside. And fuck, even if you’re not into writing, don’t be afraid to just vent like crazy to your friends. Sure they might get annoyed, sick of hearing about it, and think you’re a total nut, but if they’re your real friend they will understand, and know that this is just a “phase” that (hopefully) won’t last forever. Keeping your feelings bottled up inside usually isn’t a good solution for any situation, but especially not one that’s upsetting you. As for crying, if you don’t get it out right away, you know damn well that the next time you’re out and something reminds you of the person, you’re going to start tearing up. Get that shit out asap.

Step Four: Distract the fuck out of yourself.

I got dumped three days after Christmas, three days before New Years Eve. I had two and a half weeks off that I was supposed to spend with him. Fuck man I got dumped the day I was supposed to leave to see him. Brutal, right? Naturally I just wanted to lay around in bed feeling sorry for myself, but I forced myself to go out. I went out, got drunk, saw friends I hadn’t seen in years, it helps SO much. I’m honestly not the type to talk to random people online, especially boys, but there is one I have been talking to recently, and I swear as soon as we started talking is when I really started feeling over things. Going out, talking to new people, seeing old friends, heck even working can all help distract you. Which leads us to step five…

Step Five: Get over someone by getting under someone else.

Yup. A good ol’ rebound. Obviously not everyone’s cup of tea, and I’m sure a lot of people aren’t going to agree with this, but personally I’ve always been a rebounder. Doesn’t always have to include sex, sometimes just making out with someone can do the trick. Just sort of knowing that haha, you don’t want me, but someone else currently does, it’s a semi-sort-of-not-really confident boost. Honestly yeah half the time it may be regrettable, but you know what? Now you’ll be thinking about that, instead of your breakup! YAY YOU.


Obviously not everything is going to work for everyone, and in the end everyone’s minds work differently, and different things will help different people. But these are the things that help me, and I hope they can somewhat help someone else one day. Breakups fucking suck, there’s no denying that. But losing yourself over a breakup sucks even more, and unlike the breakup, you have control over that. xx


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Benefits of Keeping a Journal

I received my first journal when I was in grade one. Who knew it would become a lifelong habit?

I keep it with me at all times and whenever an idea strikes me, I hear someone say something interesting, I come across a website or artist I want to look into, or even if I just need to get my feelings out, I grab my book and pen and write it down.

There are so many great reasons for keeping a journal, whether it’s filled with writing, collages or drawings, and here’s why:

1. Keep Track Of Your Goals:

I often write down all of my goals¬† in my journal. It helps me decide what’s most important. You can keep track of them much easier when they’re written down and are able to read over your progress as you continue to work through your goals to figure out what is working and what isn’t.

When goals, ideas and plans are written down in one place, it helps me to remain focus and live out the life I want to have.

2. Get Your Feelings Out:

Sometimes we have emotions that are difficult to deal with. Writing them down can help clarify what’s going on. I notice, for myself, that when I write down what is bothering me I often realize that it really isn’t as big of a deal as I thought it was then when it was inside my head.

Often there are times when I feel like I have no one to talk to, or at least I don’t want to talk to people about certain things, and writing it down in a journal can be a great way to express myself freely. My journal is my safe place to express myself without judgement.

But it’s a great way to talk about all of the wonderful things that happen in life, too. It’s where I used to gush about falling in love with Nick, and when I passed my driver’s test, got my first apartment, even accepted into school.

3. Your Autobiography:

benefits journal

Writing in a journal is a great way to document your life. When you get older you can look back at your life and read from your own thoughts.

For example, I find a lot of humour in my journals from high school, things I didn’t find humourous at the time. I can also read through my pregnancy journal and remember what I was going through.

If you’re comfortable with it, your children might be interested in reading your journals when you are older. As for me, I pretty much want all of mine burned upon my death. Unless I become famous, then they need to be published.

4. Jot Down Ideas:

A journal is a great place to quickly jot down ideas that pop into your head whether it’s for a new project, something you would like to try, or even a story/blog post idea. Inspiration strikes at the oddest times and it good to know I have my journal with me everywhere to write them down before I forget.

5. Creative Outlet

Just like my blog and my camera, my journal is¬† one of my creative outlets. I love writing! It feels great to create sentences from words into paragraphs and whether a million people read it, or just me, it’s a way to let my creativity out!

Writing in a journal can be a get creative outlet for anyone.

And later this week I’m going to share a few pages from some of my old journals! ‘Cause what’s more fun than embarrassing yourself online?

Do you keep a journal? What are your top reasons?


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One Reason Why People Suck

Lord knows I am a pretty negative person, and probably always will be. But that doesn’t mean I’m going to spew my negative thoughts all over everyone else, or all over the internet. In fact, I usually do try to keep them to myself. But what I don’t understand is why its so hard for other people to do the same. Why do so many people think its okay to post negative/rude/hateful comments on, half the time, positive posts?

The other¬†morning I sat down to eat breakfast, and as usual was scrolling through my Facebook feed, when I came across a Buzzfeed post about a 14 year old boy who was mowing lawns to collect money so he could take his girlfriend out. (You can read it¬†here¬†if you’d like!) I thought it was pretty cute, and considering how much negativity in the world, whats one little sweet post going to do? Apparently, cause a fucking stir.


Jesus fucking Christ. It’s a short article about a young boy doing something cute for his also young girlfriend. No, it’s not real “news”, but who cares? It’s a short, cute post to put a damn smile on your face in the morning. There is no denying that the world is turning into a pretty negative place, too often do we hear of tragic things happening worldwide. So why can’t people just turn off all the negativity for a moment, and appreciate something as small as a boy mowing fucking lawns to take his girlfriend out.

It just makes me so mad that people always seem to just want to put each other down. We want others to be as miserable as we are. Whatever happened to enjoying/appreciating the small, simple things. No, a boy doing a small deed to take his girlfriend out is not news, but hell I’d be lying if I said that wasn’t something I wish someone had done for me when I was 14. And honestly I’d rather start my day by reading a cute, short, positive article rather than a huge post about some bombing somewhere, or seeing posts about Donald Trump all over the place. I feel like this is turning into a ramble, but I seriously just don’t fucking get it. Even if I disagreed with a positive post, I would never write about whats “wrong” with it on the post and bring the entire mood down. (Instead I would write about how much I dislike it on here – ha!)

It just doesn’t seem to matter what is posted these days, people will find a reason to hate on anything (or be offended by anything, but that’s a whole different rant on it’s own) and it’s just so fucking frustrating. We all know that no matter what, you can’t make everyone happy, which is fine. That’s just how life is. You’re never going to please everyone, and this is something that will never change. We all know it. We’ve all survived with life being like that up to this point. Different posts will have different effects on different people, and everyone has their own things that they will enjoy, and not care about so much. But just because you don’t like something, doesn’t mean it’s “wrong” (and yes I know I may sound like a hypocrite considering I just shared a post with how I disagree with a television show).

I don’t know, I just hate seeing stuff like this. There is just already so much shit going on in the world, that we don’t need to shit on each other as well. Whatever happened to “if you don’t have anything nice to say, don’t say anything at all”? Lets bring that back.


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How to Make Lentil Sprouts

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When Nick decided to go vegan out of the blue years ago I decided to do it with him. I thought Nick would cave for sure, it being summer and all, with steaks and burgers constantly being made on my parents backyard BBQ, but I ended up being the one to give in. He’s been a strict vegetarian ever since.

I know there are about a zillion reasons to go vegan: health, environment, animal rights, etc., and so I try my best to eat a variety of vegan dishes throughout each week (although I have been considering giving it another try soon).

One of the things that made it difficult for me as a vegan was my distaste for legumes and beans. Even after years of forcing myself to eat them for their health benefits, I still find myself shuddering at their texture.

Then, a couple of years ago I decided to try and make my own sprouted lentils because, hey, I like bean sprouts, why not make them at home myself? So I tried it and it turns out it’s surprisingly easy to do.

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Lentil Sprouts


  • Jar
  • Sprouting lid, cheesecloth, or some other type of material (I used a scrap of sheer fabric)
  • Elastic band
  • 3/4 cup dry lentils
  • 2 cups of water


  1. First, rinse your dry lentils a few times in cold water.
  2. Place them in your glass jar with water. Then, cover the top of the jar with a screen or cloth, held on with an elastic band.
  3. Let them soak overnight, or for eight to 12 hours, out of direct sunlight.
  4. The next day make sure to drain them and rinse them.
  5. From this point on until their done, rinse with water and drain them every 12 hours.
  6. Once the lentil sprouts are about 1/2 an inch to an inch long, they're done! Remove them from the jar, place them on paper towel to dry and keep refrigerated in an air tight container

You should get about three cups worth! You can put them on wraps, in spring rolls, on salads, in stir-frys or on their own.

Have you ever made your own lentil sprouts? 


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One Of A Kind Craft Show Haul – Spring 2016

Twice a¬†year, the Toronto Exhibition Place hosts the One Of A Kind Craft Show, around spring & around Christmas. I love going to these because I always end up buying a shit ton of pins – something I suppose I sort of collect. Here’s a list of the pins, and a few other things, I got from the spring show this year! Click on the images to either buy your own, or look at the creators other items. ūüôā











Have any of you ever gone to the One Of A Kind Craft Show, and if you have, I’d love to know what artists you liked and bought things from. xx


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The Making of Glamour Trash

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In the Beginning

It’s officially been one full month of Glamour Trash today!

In mid-February Sarah randomly texted me and said, “We should start a joint blog.”

I’ve been blogging since 2012, a few months after I first met Sarah, and have always enjoyed writing. At some point last year I told Sarah I wanted to start a second blog where I shared more personal posts, opinions on pop culture and felt more free to be myself. My other blog, Peace and Chaos, is about self improvement, creativity and entrepreneurship so I try to keep it a little more professional. But I wanted an online space where I could also share recipes, fashion posts, personal stories and posts on entertainment like movies, music and events, and really, just have a blog that’s a lot of fun and less pressure. So when Sarah threw it out there that she wanted to create a similar blog I knew we had to just do it.

And Sarah is probably the only person I would run a blog/business with because she’s responsible and respectful, and that’s important.

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Behind the Idea of Glamour Trash

Coming up with our niche and target market was easy, but putting it into words was a lot harder. I tried to explain it on our about page, but I’ll try to explain it a bit more here.

In my mind I kept thinking of our blog like it was a John Waters movie. I wanted this blog to be fun and humourous, while also being a little controversial – without purposely trying to offend anyone, but also not being afraid of what other’s might think, as well as a place for girls who are rebellious, weird and eccentric, because that’s the way I am.

I’m the kind of person who enjoys really crude humour, I like dressing weird and I don’t care what other people think. At the same time I’m a very opinionated person, I have a lot of passion and a big heart. Since joining the blogosphere in 2012 I’ve felt like I haven’t really found an online space where I really fit in, so I wanted to create that space.

And one of the biggest things I felt needed to be portrayed on our site was realness, not some perfect, polished version of ourselves or our lives.

I think Sharon Needles said it best, “Be yourself in unconventional ways.”


It only took 2-3 weeks to come up with a blog name, buy the domain and gather up a month’s worth of blog posts before we launched on February 29. Although that doesn’t seem like a lot of time to plan, we didn’t want to wait too long.


It was a lot of work between the two of us, and a lot of back and forth texting. I think we were texting back and forth like at least 50 times each every day. Way more than we ever had before.

Even though Sarah and I are very different people, we have a lot of the same values and morals when it comes to life, and a lot of the same interests, and that really helped us come up with content for our blog. We each have long lists of blog topic ideas.

The hardest part so far was finding a name for our site. We threw some really weird ideas at each other for days before Sarah finally asked me what I thought of Glamour Trash. Soon as I read it I was like, “YES! That’s the motherfucking name!”

Sarah is like the genius creative thinker behind Glamour Trash. She’s full of awesome ideas, and even came up with the idea for our header, although I’m the one who drew it. I’m envious of her imagination!

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The photo shoot

One of the most fun parts of getting Glamour Trash up and running was our first photo shoot!

Obviously Sarah was the one who came up with the idea behind it: the trash bag dresses, alcohol drinks and party balloons. So we went shopping at the dollar store to get supplies, made my hubby Nick take the photos and just had a blast doing it.

Since then we’ve hung out a few times to dream up new ideas for Glamour Trash posts and photos.

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Launch Day

We chose to launch on February 29 because I found a great giveaway opportunity to help get our new blog seen and that’s the day the giveaway was supposed to start. I also like the idea that are blogiversary date only comes up every four years, and that it’s a unique date.

Before we launched I wanted to have at least a month worth of blog posts ready to go. I knew that throughout the month events and ideas would come up that we wanted to publish sooner, but having a bunch of backup posts would be helpful for when life took priority over blogging. I’m also a freelance writer, and maintain another blog, so it’s a lot of writing to do every day. It’s nice to have some posts in our drafts for the days I can’t think of anything or I’m tired of writing.

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Getting Noticed

Participating in a giveaway really helped us get our blog out there and gain new followers. I’m pretty happy with how well the giveaway has helped us reach new people, and I’m positive we’ll participate in more over time.

Before we launched Sarah and I created social media accounts on Twitter, Facebook, Instagram, Pinterest and Bloglovin. Each time we publish a new blog post we take turns sharing it on our social media accounts, but as of right now we don’t really have a social media schedule. Instead we just take turns pinning, tweeting and posting to Instagram.

I also created two 8X10 art prints that are free to download if you subscribe to our blog’s newsletter.

And our friends have been super awesome at commenting and liking our posts! Which is awesome and much appreciated! We appreciate all of you guys who take the time to read our crazy nonsense ūüėČ

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the future of glamour trash

It’s only been one month of Glamour Trash so far, but we have so many fun ideas for the future! More posts, more experiments, videos and social media engagement. We’ll be sharing personal stories from past and present, recipes and DIY projects, adventures around Ontario (and maybe one day the world!), and tips and tricks on style and home decor.¬†We’re even dreaming up some future products and services.

What posts have you enjoyed the most so far? What would you like to see more of?

And as a fun little thank you, here’s a behind the scenes look at our first photo shoot!


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Zayn – Mind Of Mine

March 25th, 2016, marks a day in history: the day Zayn Malik dropped his solo record. As you all may know, I have/had a¬†slight One Direction obsession. When I first heard Zayn’s song¬†Pillowtalk, I wasn’t huge on it, but let me tell you, that shit grew on me helllaaaa hard, and now I’m obsessed. Alright. Mind Of Mine. Let’s do this, track by track.

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1. MiNd Of MiNdd

Um yeah I honestly don’t really get this song, but it’s an intro so it’s not a big deal. It sounds kind of cool at the beginning, but it’s a little strange. I feel like it would sound a lot cooler opening up a concert rather than just an album, ya know?


Yes. YES. This song is my jam right now, I fucking love it. If you haven’t heard this song yet, go listen to it… Now. Like I’m sorry but how can this song not make you want to have sex? It’s a total sex song, and there ain’t nothing wrong with that. I almost feel wrong listening to this on the bus to work as loudly as I do. I like this song more than I like most of the last One Direction album. Sorry ’bout it.

3. iTs YoU

Ooooh, this one is slow. Is that a organ in the background? I’m weirdly digging it. There’s something sort of weird about this song, it’s like slow but has a good beat, and then the chorus is super high pitched (not a bad thing). I don’t know why I think this would be chill to listen to high? I don’t even smoke weed, I don’t know why I can imagine smoking to this. I’m not a fan of slow songs in general, but I like this one.

4. BeFoUr

Oh I listened to this the other day on YouTube and really liked it! Not as much as Pillowtalk, but it’s still really good. The beat is super catchy. Definitely a party jam, like I want to dance on a couch with a red solo cup in my hand, half spilling everywhere, to this song. I can already feel that this song is going to grow on me more and more as I listen to it. Also Zayn is killing all these high notes, damn.

5. sHe

Okay what is with how all these song titles are spelled… Anyways. This one is really catchy as well, another good dancey-party-jammin song. This song reminds me of a few different ones, although I can’t think of which ones off the top ¬†of my head right now. I don’t really like this weird, electronic part in the bridge. But the rest of it I could jam hard to. Whoah okay, the ending just totally changed and turned into a different song? That’s cool I guess, but I don’t really see the point.

6. dRuNk

Considering the title of this, I was expecting some hard drinking jam. But it’s actually kind of slow, and definitely a lot more chill than I was expecting. It’s not bad, but I’m not really digging it as much as I have the others. This is more “getting drunk in your bed alone with your cat” rather than “getting drunk with all your friends having a grand o’ time” kinda vibe.


Okaaay, this sounds a little strange. Wait, wait, this definitely isn’t english. Not that that’s a bad thing, just not my thing at all. Don’t think I’ll ever be listening to this song really, but other people may enjoy things like this!

8. rEaR vIeW

Back to some dancing kinda beats, I like the sound of this one so far. This one is pretty chill, but like an upbeat sort of chill. Does that make sense? I don’t really have much else to say about this one, I don’t mind it, but it’s not as good as some others.

9. wRoNg

Sex vibes. Don’t know why, just the beat, it’s a sex beat. Kinda goes back and forth – WHOAH WAIT THERE’S A GIRL ON THIS. Ohh, okay. Alright I like this girl. And this definitely became a sex song, but not with someone you love & care about. Like a one-night stand kind of sex song. I like it.

10. fOoL fOr YoU

A slow ballad. Oh man, is this a break up song? Is the sex over? His voice sounds really nice in the beginning, but I don’t really like how it sounds in the chorus? Slightly auto-tuned sound. But the rest of it is really good, I’ll probably get drunk and cry to this song at some point.

11. BoRdErZ

I don’t know why, but the beginning of this song had a kind of creepy vibe? The chorus is good, way better than the rest of the song. I’m having mixed feelings, some parts of this song I can jam to, and some parts I can’t. Maybe it will grow on me? Oh wait whats this weird like phone line noise at the end, I don’t like this.

12. tRuTh

I like the sort of deeper vocals on this, it’s different. It’s super mellow. Honestly I’m finding it hard to write different things about each song because in a way, they all sound very similar. It’s not necessarily a bad thing, but lets just say I was more excited at the beginning of this post. And I still have 6 more songs.

13. lUcOzAdE

What the hell is this song even called? I really like the beat to this one. It’s a lot more upbeat than the past few, which I’m into. I could definitely dance to this one. Is it weird I really like when Zayn swears? It’s so hot for some reason. This song doesn’t really seem to have a chorus, which some people might not be into, but I don’t mind.

14. TiO

Another sex song, I don’t mind. Maybe when I actually have someone to have sex with, I’ll make them have sex with me to these songs. Then I’ll know he’s a keeper, right? This one is super up beat, I’m like boppin’ my head while I’m writing this, I think this might be one of my favourites.

15. BLUE

At this point Zayn seems to have given up on TyPiNg LiKe ThIs, finally. This one is really slow, especially compared to the one that came on before it. Honestly it’s sort of a buzzkill? Like I was just jamming hard and now I’m just like oh.. Alright.. Sitting here waiting for the next one to start. Too slow and ballady for me.


This one is kinda slowish, but not nearly as slow as the last one. It’s a chill slow. Oh wait it’s picking up, it’s sort of strange though. It’s not bad but I’m… Okay it just picked up in a different way, and I was about to say I wasn’t digging it, but now I am. Now I like this song, and the strange part doesn’t sound so strange anymore after the chorus, like it fits together now.


This one starts with him singing rather than a beat, and I think if I had my volume up really high, it would startle me haha. I like how it started, I don’t like these deep “ohs” in the background. OH HELL YES OH YES I REALLY LIKE THIS CHORUS. I WANNA DRINK AND¬†DANCE AND SING AND JAM HARD TO THIS. YES. WHY IS THIS SO FAR INTO THE ALBUM!? Oh my god okay I love this one minus the weird deep ohs, but the rest of the song makes them worth it. This is a favourite for sure. Love love LOVE.


Honestly I want to listen to the last song again, but this one doesn’t sound bad. It’s upbeat and I could jam, but it’s literally about him being a fuckboy.
“I think I know she don’t love me, that’s why I fuck around”? I mean, do what you do Zayn, but just so you know, I’m available to fuck around with… I mean, what? Did I say that out loud? Okay as a still slightly bitter single lady, I think this could grow on me, I guess it’s not that bad. But the chorus kind of makes me laugh.

landscape-1454001740-zayn2Photo via Digital Spy.

Overall, I’m impressed. I really like most of the songs on this album, and there are a few I could definitely jam hard to and know I will end up obsessed with. Good job Zayn, proud of you, you little boy from Bradford.


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Stumbling From Job to Job

I started working when I was 14 years old. That’s more than a decade ago!

When I think back on all of the different jobs I’ve had, it makes me think of that scene at the beginning of Wayne’s World where he points to a bulletin board full of hairnets and name tags. Like, that’s me, too.


But in today’s world it’s not weird for someone to have worked a dozen different jobs, unlike decades ago when our grandparents devoted themselves to one company for their entire lives. That’s just not realistic any more.

And as someone who craves a job that inspires them, that fills them with joy and passion, I don’t mind working the odd job to support myself while I aim to get there.

So, here are the jobs I’ve stumbled from in the last dozen years.

Job #1 – Banquet Waitress

My mom got me a job as a banquet waitress through an old college friend who owned a catering business.  This was the first job I ever had, and I actually really enjoyed it. Mostly for the free food, but the tips were good and the shifts were short.

My mom would drag my older sister and I out on Friday and Saturday evenings around 5 p.m. to the Newfoundland Club here in Cambridge where we would help unload the catering truck, serve the food, clear the tables and pack up all the dirty dishes at the end of the night. It was an easy gig and since we usually got done around 9 p.m. I still had time to hangout with my friends after work.

We were busiest around Christmas time and in the spring for the wedding season. The way this gig operated was you would call in on Wednesday to see if there was an event that weekend and if they needed your help. By the time I was 15 I sort of just slowly stopped calling to go to work. Because, honestly, what 15-year-old wants to spend every weekend night working?

Job #2 – General Labourer/Office Assistant

My parents started their own business when I was 16 years old. They had a drywall contracting business or something. I’m not 100 per cent sure because I was too preoccupied with my own life at the time (damn selfish teenagers).

But they did give me a job that summer that paid $10 an hour, back when minimum wage was about $7 an hour. I felt rich!

My stepdad would wake me up at 6am Monday to Friday and drive me to the construction site for 7 a.m. and we would work there until around 3 p.m. There I would haul garbage away from where the guys were installing drywall, and throw it down the garbage shoot. When I wasn’t doing that I was standing around pretending to be helpful, or actually being helpful by staying out of the way.

On days my stepdad didn’t need me to stand around or throw out garbage, I would help my mom in the office. She taught me how to do bookkeeping, file properly and all that fun office stuff. I liked that job much better because my mom didn’t make me start work until 10 a.m.

But then the summer ended and so did my job.

Job #3 – Sales Associate

Fall of 2006, 16 years old and in a very dark place. Some how I managed to get a job at a liquidation store stocking shelves. They didn’t want to put me on cash register duty, probably because I was a negative bitch but I worked fast putting items away and keeping the aisles clean.

I was in such a bad place back then mentally that I don’t remember much about this job, just endless wandering and misery, a terrible Christmas playlist and wondering how everybody managed to work that much while still in school.

I got fired from this job twice. Which I realize I shouldn’t admit on the internet, but it was over a decade ago and the person I was back then is not the person I am now. As a result of depression, too much partying and whatever else was going on back then, I also dropped out of school at the same time and basically went into hiding.

Not good.

Job #4 – Bookkeeper

Remember I said my mom taught me how to do bookkeeping? So when I was 18 I had a one-year-old daughter and didn’t want to go to work outside of my home until she was a bit older.

At this point my parents didn’t have their drywall company any more, but my mom did have a bookkeeping business so she would send me work to do at home and pay me for it.

I found bookkeeping kind of fun, as long as I didn’t have to spend more than a few hours a week on it. And it’s helped me manage my money better as an entrepreneur now.

Eventually, I decided to get a part-time job.

grocery store clerk

Job #5 – Photo Lab Technician

This was honestly one of my favourite jobs ever!

When I was 19 and my daughter was two years old, I asked my friend if the grocery store he worked at was hiring. They were and he put a good word in for me. Obviously I got the job and started working right before the holiday season.

Since most of my coworkers were still in high school I got the best shifts and a good amount of hours. I worked 8 a.m. to 1 p.m. most week days and the odd weekend evening. It was the best!

My job was to open the photo lab in the morning and process the photos while the full-time lady downstairs was in charge of customer service. It was heaven, like seriously. I loved the company I worked for, I had benefits, the perfect work schedule and I loved my coworkers.

But then the damn photo lab closed down because, who woulda thunk it, less and less people started bringing in film cameras to get developed. The company shut down the lab and brought in a few extra digital photo kiosks to replace me.

Job #6 – Cashier

Since I was in a union, they couldn’t technically lay me off without offering me a cashier position first. I didn’t want to take the lay off so I switched to front end and became a cashier.

Worst. Job. Ever.

I lasted a couple months until I found a new department at the grocery store to transfer to.

Job #7 – Seafood Clerk

The only department that was hiring was the seafood department. Now, I don’t eat seafood because I don’t like it, but anything had to be better than being a cashier so I took a leap of faith and transferred.

And, what d’ya know, being a seafood clerk really wasn’t that bad!

Eventually I got used to the smell (although my friends and family never did), and because it was such a small department I got to work all by myself (the besssst) and was still getting a fair amount of hours during the day.

As a seafood clerk I was responsible for keeping the freezers stocked, and the fresh seafood display cabinets full, as well as cleaning and prepping the fish and steaming the lobsters! I felt so bad at first, sticking those poor little guys in there, hearing their bodies scream as they were literally cooked alive. And then I experienced my first lobster sale, and murdered hundreds of lobsters a day throughout that week.

Unfortunately, my husband had been laid off from work and was also only working part-time. We really depended on my income from this job, so when my hours got cut back from 27 hours a week to 8 hours I had to look for a new job.

Job #8 – Cleaner

At this point my mom was the HR manager at a cleaning company and offered me a job as a cleaner.

I only did this job for a few weeks because it was brutal!

Since I kept my job at the seafood department while working full-time as a cleaner in the evenings, I was exhausted and really missed my daughter. But basically, my responsibilities included cleaning the many, many, many cafeterias and washrooms at the RIM building where they make Blackberries. I also had to clean the front reception area and one of the laboratories! Seriously though, every time I scrub my toilet or clean my microwave I think of the nights I used to clean dozens of them over and over again.

So I quit and kept murdering lobsters for a little while longer.

Job #9 – Pharmaceutical Packager

Sounds like a fancy job, but it wasn’t.

My friend offered to put a good word in for me at the factory she worked at and before I knew it I was quitting the seafood gig and working 44 hours a week in a windowless factory. I would put pills into bottles, and then put those bottles onto a conveyor belt where they would get a label put on them, then the bottles would go into little boxes, and those little boxes would go into bigger boxes, and those big boxes onto skids.  And so it would go like that from 7 a.m. until 5 p.m. Monday to Thursday, with half days on Friday.

Despite the boring job, I had a great time joking around with my coworkers. Most of them were either Lebanese or Indian, but they were a fucking hoot! We would have dance parties as we worked, and one lady in particular was such a perv it was hilarious.

Again, I started to miss being home with my daughter and when Nick started making enough money I was able to quit.

artist assistant

Job #10 – Artist Assistant

I quit the factory job in July when I was 21. I didn’t work again until April when I came across a job advertisement on Kijiji looking for 10 youth to participate in an art project.

At this point I was once again severely depressed. I had just finished high school at the age of 22 and having a difficult time finding work. The longer I went without working, the more anxious and depressed I felt. I was also living back at home with my parents to save money.

2012 was a really weird year to be honest. So much happened outside of work, but being at the art studio from 9:30 a.m. until 4 p.m. Monday to Friday helped me stay sane.

It’s also where I met Sarah, who was one of the other youths in the program!

Other than working in the photo lab, this was my favourite job: painting and drawing all day, creative thinking, going on adventures and sketching by the river. It was a dream come true. But, as it was just a six month program it eventually ended.

With the encouragement of my art mentors, I applied for college to study journalism and it’s because of my job there that I’m now a freelance writer.

Job #11 – Photographer

I should mention that in between the art studio and working in a photography studio I also worked in a thrift store as a sales associate for a short while, worked nights at the grocery store where I had worked before making salads for a few months, was in college full-time, running two Etsy shops and my own blog, and doing an internship at the library writing tweets and press releases.

So Sarah works at a big chain store, where they have a photography studio. She knew they were hiring for the Christmas season and suggested I apply.

Since the manager knew Sarah she ended up hiring me (plus, you know, I was qualified). ¬†I worked there for a couple of months for the holiday season. It was then that I realized I really didn’t like taking other people’s picture. I mean, I don’t mind it and I think I can do a great job, but it was so awkward. But the worst part was how much you were pushed to up-sell all the time.

Of course, the photography studio isn’t all that busy after the holiday season so most of us holiday temps were laid off around Christmas.

Job #12 – Freelance Writer

Finally, after a decade of working, I started freelance writing when I was 24 years old and in school studying journalsim.

My first writing gig was for The Young Mommy Life, a blog for young moms. Since I was a former teen mom, and current young mom, I sent Tara an email when I saw she was looking for contributors.

After that I started writing for Write.On Communications Services as a journalist. I still write for them. And now I write for multiple sites. It’s a lot of of fun, and a lot of work, but I like it.


And who knows what job I might have in the future? I hope to be able to continue working for myself, writing and creating art, taking pictures and helping people.

Because, just like Wayne from Wayne’s World, I’m committed to making a career out of my dream.


All of these jobs, as different as they are from one another, have all taught me valuable lessons that I can apply to my career today: customer service, bookkeeping, taking pictures, art and design, time management, writing and editing, and more.

What jobs have you had in the past?


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