Wish I May, Wish I Might – A holiday list that’s surely a hit!

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For all the good folks on your list this year, consider some outside (or inside) of the box gift options. Don’t forget to get yourself a little something, too.

From home decor with some sparkle, to baubles for your own body…

From left to right: Target floor lamp, YYZ Imports necklace, Hammered Serving Tray, Coffee Table Book, Mix-and-match scents, Bralettes from Aerie, Lumee self-lighting selfie friendly phone case, sleep set from H&M, Board Games for Drinkers, IKEA white throw rug and cozy booties, pompom scarf, gorgeous patterned briefs from Toronto darlings – Nuvango.

Try a bold t-shirt that puts you firmly on the map. This ‘The Future is Female’ shirt was gifted to our adorable niece. Her dad (the father of three girls) wants one of his own!

For the person with everything: a hand-crafted treat – like this leather leash for their bestie, an ornate herb-chopping knife, sleep soothing machine, aux-naturel Burt’s Bees Lipstick, a decorative perch for the brights and sparklies, cellphone lanyard, statement purse with bees… from Zara, amazing flamingo print leggings from Nuvango, satin pajamas, snazzy ampersand cutting board; for the health and wellness guru – yoga block, mat and accessories. And more Nuvango marble-print leggings, for good measure.

Above, a nubby, fat woven textile; some R&R for the bath, or the booze; little extras that are shiny and bright, or add some personality (patches, hammered coasters and ice bucket from Target, shoe polishing kit, a book that has her name all over it).

What is on your wish list for the holiday?

Jingle Ball North

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Life is looking pretty rosy – with the usual wind-up to Chritmas and everything getting chillier and warmer simultaneously. To help ramp up, i have a festive weekend planned: Friday is Jingle Ball North, Toronto’s first foray into the jingle Ball spirit; and Saturday will be spent at the one-of-a-kind show in Toronto, helping my dear friend at White Feather Designs.


It’s a perfect date night, especially when your wife gets free tickets and you get the call at noon. Last night was a fun lineup of international and local talent, with Canadian media hosts and lots of acreaming teens. Start with some Niall Horan (I was only certain that it was him because the girls behind us were screaming his name, since the rest of his One Direction crew were absent).


Liz Trinear was in fine form (above), and then we were treated to the incredible vocals of pint sized powerhouse Alessia Cara, out homegrown heroine of alt-confessional-blues-pop. 

Then Hedley performed. I have always wondered who Hedley fans are… and tonight I found out. He certainly put on a charming performance and was repaid tenfold with hysterical GTA fan shrieks. I think my mom is the only person I know who is excited that I’m seeing this guy… her text was, “oh my God, I love Hedley!” I know, mom, I know. So cute. He can definitely sing! 

Next up was the Chainsmokerz – I was puzzled by how many of their songs I actually know, and the pyrotechnics, state shenanigans and presence pretty impressive, despite the fact that I am mystified by their ridiculous lyrics about pulling the sheets off of a stolen mattress from Boulder… 

The stage was quite literally on fire. 

And the lady in front of us, I spent most of the show talking and gesturing emphatically to the man beside her seemed beside herself over this DJ duo. 
Obviously, my favourite was the closer, the Weeknd. He was all smoothness and swagger. Which can only be topped by this TV personality, with his dimples and perfect teeth, offering to be a baby daddy for any ladies in the crowd who were looking. Even though I find it hard to deny that this was a compelling offer – I wonder if he be willing to father some gorgeous interracial lesbian babies


That is literally him offering. What a great start to the #weeknd. #jingleballnorth 


How are you gearing up for the holidays?

Now and Then: Album Launch

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Katey Morley is a force. Small, but mighty (a cliched phrase, typically, but she is not typical in the least). I first met her when I was working in a Vespa shop. Our eyes locked and we became fast friends. She has since entertained at her piano, behind the microphone, everywhere from the Rose Water Supper Club to regular gigs across Toronto venues. Or maybe, like other Torontonians I know, she dj’d her way into your heart, or crept in with the striking visuals of artistry (because she doesn’t just sing, play and spin, she is an incredible visual and ceramic artist). Katey has also brought innovation to the Toronto design scene. It’s official; she has a hand in so many exciting projects that she might be an octopus, hiding in the pint-sized body of a transportingly sensual, powerful musician.

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Katey Morley. Live at The Piston, Toronto. Photo courtesy of Kelly G Kelly

At the album launch for Now and Then she released a series of new tracks (Now) and some of her most iconic tracks from the past (Then). Her voice is beyond describing. So I won’t. Just go check her out at https://kateymorleymusic.com/

She is someone whose music straddles so many genres, from folk, to indie, to country, to jazz and blues. At times she reminds me of the big sounds of belters like Florence Welch, while at others there is an understated sweetness, powered by raw emotion, like Feist. All poured out with warm honeyed-sound and something familiar, buttery and cinnamon spiced.

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Live at The Piston, Toronto. Photo courtesy of Kelly G Kelly

All this is to say, that I’m thrilled to have my own copy of her album on my Itunes playlist, and on vinyl. Give it a listen. Then listen again. You won’t be sorry.

 

Portugal in Moving Pictures

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Is it too late for a #tbt? It’s Thursday, and it’s not so far back, after all… Here is a taste of our delicious Portugal trip. A sweet little movie that captures just the cherry of what it’s like to travel with a lovely lady like Allia (@buttonsmcleod  if you’d like to catch more from her on Insta). Feel free to check out the pictures from each day of our journey here (Day 1-15 of our Portugal journey!). It really is a place that you have to see to believe. Around every turn there was something breathtaking, adorable or hilarious.

I hope that voce gosta muito this little vid. I present: a peek into Portugal, from the perspective of two lesbians in love. Tchau and beijos!

 

Last Day in Lisbon – travels and trip memories

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Our lunch at the Michelin Star-rated restaurant, Cafe Lisboa, was incredible. The best lunch I have had in…as long as I can remember. 

Drinks at Castro. Getting findings and tassels to make some Portugal inspired necklaces. The city is starting to feel familiar, but I keep feeling charmed at every turn. Cafe Tati. 

The only time I would ever go to a place with Trump in the name: Trumps was bustling into the wee hours. 

Tchau to Lisboa, to friends and food and a city that is festive, fun and full of life. Although nothing can prepare you for the full-force smell of bodies and urine in certain sections of the streets, keep your eyes open and plug your nose… Lisbon is brimming with possibilities, and now, full of memories. 

Sintra in the Mist, Lisbon and Experimental Film – Portugal day 12

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It started with croissants and coffee, then an Uber ride to Sintra with a driver who knows the small town, Itumbiara, where I used to live in Brazil, and a ride into the fog-dipped town of Sintra. It was drizzling when we got there and amazing to see what a difference an hour could make, as the fog lifted. Parts of the town had art spaces, deliberately, while others were a little magical all on their own. 


Sunshine and amazing views. 

We took a tuk tuk up to the summit to see Pena Palace and saw a lookout point where all three of Sintra’s castles are visible at once. 

Lots of great, derelict buildings infuse Sintra with a spooky quality. Our guide, Rita, told us she doesn’t go up the mountain at night; Sintra has more than a few ghost stories and legends. 


Taking a break at Lawrence’s Hotel. We also made sure we tried Sintra’s famed pastries, queijadas and travesseiros. Back in Lisbon, after a short train ride we had fig and prosciutto pizza before catching some local art and film.

Cats Amore. Stop Motion by Martha Colburn. At Cais de Sodre. A play on word and reference to the sexy and sordid past of the neighbourhood. A sexual confessional was set up on site. And while ‘Perils of War’ played, people had seven minutes to unburden themselves. Martha introduced some of her lighter films… Which also had trauma and dismemberment, couched in environmental commentary. ‘Fear the vampire’ and ‘my secret shame’ rounded out the program. (Experimental films by Martha Colburn at Cais de Sodre.)

Flying pigs and a world of canned fish. Art in progress at Wozen Studio Gallery. 

Our second last night ended at Tosca Taverna for olives and wine.