The Best Kind of Support: Love

1246549971_9bc1e71a79Sometimes in life we can get so caught up in material things.  I don’t have enough money for those shoes, my rent is too high, he didn’t spend enough money on my anniversary gift.  But, in the end things are just things and when we are all stripped from our every day materials the most important support is love.

A nice pair of shoes or big pay cheque doesn’t support you when a family member dies. Or when you lose that job promotion.  Or just when you had a bad day.  Material things are nice but they only make you feel better for a short time.  It is the love from a special person that has eternal life.  Love sometimes might not seem like much because it is free, but at the end of the day it is worth more than anything money can buy.


Mr. Clingy

2234617585_3pnhfc_xlargeI was just finishing at the gym in Liberty Village when I was surprised to see many frantic texts from Kaitlyn. “Remember when I said that I told Nathan that we were just going to be friends? Well, last night when we were out he introduced me to his friends as his GIRLFRIEND!!” I felt bad that her annoying love life was my main source of entertainment this week. “And his profile pic on Facebook is of him and I!” She sounded like she was having a meltdown. “OMG, he is calling me right now!” Poor Kaitlyn, I hope she has some extra percocets to get through this one.

Kaitlyn had just hit that frame of mind after the ending of a long-term relationship where you finally feel that it is ok to be single. Unfortunately, that was when Nathan (a.k.a “Mr. Clingy”) came into the picture. He was tall, beautiful and worked in the music industry. I don’t know about you, but that sounds pretty perfect to me. And so did Kaitlyn, until one day when Mr. Perfect turned into Mr. Clingy.

After a few weeks of seeing each other, and a few too many cocktails, Kaitlyn had accidentally agreed to becoming more than just friends with Nathan. However, she was not at all ready for what she would face the next day.

Mr Clingy“He wouldn’t leave! He wanted to cuddle the whole day, and his morning breath was so bad!!!” I tried to contain my laughter and be more supportive when Kaitlyn was showing signs of fleeing the City. “I finally made my friend text me to say that she just “broke-up” with her boyfriend so that I had an excuse to leave.”

Even though Kaitlyn was extremely annoyed by the love from Mr. Clingy, I was very happy to see her confidence in being independent. I mean, we all see girls break-up with the love of their life to only run to another man a week later. Hell, I am even guilty of that sin. But, is being alone really that bad? Do we need to have our love jump from one man to the next without anytime to heal? And, can we fully embrace and find peace within being alone?

Well one thing is for sure, Kaitlyn has no trouble being an independent woman and I love her for it. I just hope Mr. Clingy is as accepting of her independence.

Love and The Ballet

200trocks-200x0Last Wednesday was running… well pretty much like any other day of the week – with me running behind schedule.  An hour before the ballet begins at the Four Seasons Centre, I should be ok.  Boom – Construction! It never ceases to amaze me that on the days you just need a little bit of a time break God throws city construction your way.

I start texting my boyfriend to make sure he is on time himself.  “Hey, lots of construction on Queen, where r u?” He returns the message with a “Just about 2 leave the apt. Am I going 2 get there before u! ;P”  The harmless joke of me being behind schedule rubs me the wrong way as the st. car moves slower than the line of Cheval on a saturday night.  I respond with a short and snippy, “K!”

Just under an hour and the st. car finally makes it to the theatre.  I jump out and frantically run across University.  I get there to meet Tiffany and Alison already at the bar… but where is my boyfriend?  “You better hurry hunny, the ballet is about to start,” says Tiffany as she heads towards the theatre pulling Alison away from a cute guy she has attracted during the pre-ballet drink. Just then my boyfriend arrives with a big smile on his face, “hey babe!”  He quickly gives me a kiss on the forehead as I take no hesitation to get down to couples business.  “We need to discuss when we are getting back from your parent’s on Easter Weekend because I told Tessa we would meet her for brunch on the sunday.”

spice-up-marriage-date-night-800X800Watching incredibly skinny girls dancing in the arms of beautifully muscled men is not what I call fun, but I got a deal on the tickets so I thought it would be nice to have an evening of the arts with my man.  However, I found my mind flitting in and out of everything I needed to catch up on in my life, much like the skinny girls in point shoes on the stage.  I finally have a nice date night with my boyfriend and I can’t seem to control my brain.  Why can’t I just escape this moment and enjoy my time with this beautiful man who allows me to drag him out to boring ballet shows?  Why am I always struggling to keep my head above water with work and life?  And why can’t I get that extension I asked for?

Then, almost as smoothly as the principal male picked up the gorgeous ballet dancer, my boyfriend grabbed for my hand.  And just like that my mind was at rest and I was suddenly in the moment.  I was watching a beautiful ballet, with a beautiful man, and finally able to stop and appreciate my beautiful relationship.

The Most Important Relationship

IHeartMeHeader-540x360There once was a fabulous girl named Colleen. She had a wonderful apartment, was starting a great career, and was blessed with an amazing boyfriend. You would think she would have been the happiest girl in the world. But something was missing.

Colleen had a wonderful circle of friends. They would laugh together, share dating and relationship drama, and bitch about the small things of life. But, still Colleen felt empty.

Every day Colleen would try and improve herself as an individual. She followed a daily gym regiment to stay in shape and increase her daily endorphins. She would stay up-to-date on all the major news publications so that she always had something to talk about when at a party. But, still Colleen was

For there was one thing that Colleen didn’t have in her life. A relationship with herself. You may strive for the best cloths, the best job, or the best boyfriend. But if you do not nurture your personal time you will begin to lose yourself. For how can you live your life to the fullest if you do no nurture the most important relationship you have? The relationship you have with yourself.

Here’s To Trimming The Fat!

339021-3423-35This past weekend I went to the yoga studio with my good girlfriend Tina to help center ourselves after a stressful week. Sixty downward dogs and a balanced Chakra later we found ourselves at our regular cafe on Queen West, The Beaver. And naturally after some quick catch-up about work the conversation went towards relationships. Tina then informed me that she started again seeing her toxic crush, Aaron.

Now Aaron was that beautiful guy that any young woman would fall for. He had light brown hair, blue eyes, and was an “artist”. Which roughly translates into a player who you will probably have to support financially until you have finally shaken his deadbeat ass off of your ‘gravy train.’ I had a bitter taste about Aaron from the beginning when he showed no sign of committing to Tina. And just to my dismay… he was back!

“He just got out of a bad relationship with his ex and doesn’t want to rush into anything right now,” Tina explained as if she was trying to convince herself that she was fine with that fact. “And besides there is no one special in my life and he makes me feel good when he is around. So what is wrong with that?”

nationalendbadrelationshipdayInstantly my inner rage was back in full swing and I found myself thinking, as I ordered a Mimosa, “Well, so much for Yoga!” But this is something we all do as young hopefuls in this challenging game of love. We put aside our best interests for men who, quite frankly will refuse to ever give us what we really want and deserve… a relationship! And how are you actually going to find Mr. Perfect if you are constantly distracted by half-ass relationships that are moving slower than the King Street car during rush hour?

As soon as my Mimosa was brought to the table I raised my glass to Tina to make a toast to both our well-being for the week. And as our glasses clinked, I smiled and said, “Here’s to trimming the fat!”

The Reunion

getting-readyI was running around the condo frantically trying to get ready for the girls to come over. It was months since we last got together and I was excited to be back with everyone again. And as I was unsuccessfully trying to make the party snacks, three other girls were rushing out their doors.

Sheila came dashing out the door of her east end house towards the taxi that was waiting for her at the end of the driveway. Slamming the door behind her Sheila looked at the taxi driver and said, “Liberty Village please!” Once she caught the taxi drivers eye in the rear view mirror, she batted her eyelashes, “Oh, and can we make it there in less than 10 minutes!”

Natalie almost cried with joy when she pulled out a pair of heels from her closet that were not yet murdered by her new puppy. “Now Elliott, please behave and mommy will give you a treat when I get home.” Elliott cocked his head at the comment as if to imply he didn’t understand what she was talking about. Natalie quickly gave Elliott a kiss on the head and as she walked out the door thought, “It is finally nice to have a man that I can train.”

9405In the beautiful High Park area, Mel was finishing her glass of red wine before grabbing her Burberry jacket. She looked at her watch to see that she was running on perfect time. Knowing the other girls and their fashionably late track records, she knew that she had time for one last glass of wine.

Finally everyone had made it to my place and was enjoying each other’s company while sipping on my fabulous home-made dirty martinis. Despite the few career advances it was as if we spent no time apart at all. And like true form Natalie blurted, “You will never guess what happened the other night when this guy took me out on a date!” And just like that, the girls were back in ‘The Game.’

Serving Love

loveA few years ago my friend Lulu was in the city visiting from out West.  We decided to catch up in fashion with many, many drinks.  But, it was not only the drinks that Lulu and I had our eyes on, our server was Latin and was hot, hot, hot!!!  It wasn’t long till the liquid courage started developing in Lulu and I and we started clearly flirting with the waiter.

As the bill came and Lulu went to the washroom to freshen up, the alcohol made my naughtiness come out in full bloom.  I took a pen out of my bag and wrote a ‘thank you’ followed by a smily face with Lulu’s number!  Of course to keep the whole plan a secret I told Lulu that I was going to pay for dinner.

As the server came by to pick up my credit card he noticed the number and gave me a look of confusion.  I put my finger on my lips and motioned to him that the number was Lulu’s.  He then looked at Lulu with his beautiful Latin eyes and smiled at her before leaving the table.  Lulu looked at me with giddiness and said, “He is such a sexy man!”

img-thingLater that night when we were watching a horribly graphic movie, which Lulu said received great reviews, the Latin server texted her.  She was shocked and screamed (during the movie), “How did he get my number?”  I smiled and that was answer enough for Lulu.  Later that week during her visit Lulu and the Latin had gone on many dates.

Two years later Lulu let me know she was coming down to visit again.  And just as I was about to make arrangements for her stay she said, “Don’t worry about it love! I am staying with my Latin lover!”

My New Year’s Resolution – Being Fabulous!

SP-Toronto_New-Years-Party-600x400As the clock strikes Midnight thousands of young hopefuls are kissing.  Whether you are smooching your perfect boyfriend, your best friend, or kissing a guy whose name you don’t remember, you are ultimately trying to create your prosperity for the new year.

But, what we don’t realize is that we give that new year’s good luck to ourselves! How is it that there is so much pressure on the new year’s kiss?  Is the guy you just met outside the washroom two minutes ago really going to bring you good luck for the new year?  I don’t quite think that is how it works.

I think creating your new year’s resolution is all about the lessons you learned from your previous year’s mistakes.  I think the only way to learn and further develop is by getting messy and making mistakes.  Because, how else will you realize what you don’t want in life!

So my new year’s resolution is to take each day as it comes, shoot for my dreams… and be fabulous!

Confront The Booty Call

funny-image-1016The other day I met my friend Melissa for a quick brunch and Mimosa at the O&B Canteen.  It didn’t take long before brunch turned into chatter about blow jobs.  You know, just the regular brunch talk!  Anyways, Melissa then brought up some news that she was in contact with Richard.

Richard was Melissa’s first true love.  Melissa loved Richard’s dick.  Melissa loved Richard’s handsome style.  Melissa loved Richard’s blue eyes.  Melissa … well, she just loved Richard.  Then one day Richard had to move out of the city for business.  And we all know what moving out-of-town for business ultimately means… breakup!!!  Melissa was so devastated she was in bed for two days straight, and she is one of the toughest gals I know.

So when Melissa told me that Richard had contacted her I thought it time for a stronger drink.  I called the server over, looked at them sweetly and said, “dirty martini please!” Melissa then went on to tell me that he was in town for a few days at the SoHo for business  and wanted to see her.  But, of course Melissa was a very busy woman and only could meet up with him late at night!  And when Richard was about to finalize the plans Melissa texted him, “Don’t think this is a booty call!”

booty-call-hurricane-sandy-electronic-devices-apology-ecards-someecardsWell, Richard seemed somewhat offended in this response.  And just like true Richard form, he somehow gained another late night business meeting and had to cancel their date.  First I felt very sad for Melissa.  What if she didn’t say anything about the booty call? Would he have still met her? Was he ashamed of breaking Melissa’s heart in the past?  Or was he guilty that she called him out on his douchebag move?

And just like Melissa was reading my mind she said, “Don’t worry hunny! I don’t want to ruin my memory of love with Richard with a booty call! If I wanted a real booty call I would head over to the Madison for some college boy attention!”

A Fabulous Night Out With The Girls

girls_night_out_partyI wake up this morning with the taste of dirty martini on my breath!  I feel fabulous! Probably still a little drunk… and hoping everyone got a cab to their apartment after the bar last night because I can’t really remember how I got home.  But, that is what happens when these ladies get together and decide to take over Toronto.  And who are these women?  Well, let me tell you.

Jane is a sharp-tongued blonde who always has the wittiest thing to say.  Starting a career in International Business, this blonde bombshell has already made her mark in Australia, spreading her fabulousness down under.  All I can say is I am glad she is a good friend of mine because when she is mad she scares me!  Don’t piss this blonde off or you might end up with a stiletto in the side of your neck.

Amelia is a honey-brown brunette who always gets what she wants.  I clear idol to the young women of the PR world, she will stop at nothing to make it to the top.  She is always the first one to talk about the fabulous party she was invited to in some private club I haven’t even heard about.  When ever you are supposed to meet her at the club you can guarantee she has Prince Harry buying her wine.  She is kind, inspiring, and hilarious…. Oh and her pet peeve is weak women!

Classic_martini_by_Ken30684Then there is Kaitlyn!  The cute blonde that some how always hypnotizes the boys with her stunning looks.  She could easily fit into the Victoria Secret possy.  Always wearing the cutest shoes, she is taking over the business world by storm.  I wouldn’t be surprised if Trump puts her in charge of one of his empires.  And always smiling and happy… sometimes I wish she would share some of those percocets!

And las but not least my little fashionista, Monica.  Living the life of ‘The Devil Wears Prada’ this young woman sleeps in designer apparel.  She started off as a fashion blogger that hit the scene so hard that she was invited exclusively to all parties at Fashion Week.  Not only can she get into all the best parties, but she actually is given front row seats at fashion shows so that the media can write about her presence.  With a show on TV about what not to wear and her constant articles in fashion magazines such as Flare, she is building her own little fashion empire while wearing her notorious pink ballet tutu.

When walking down towards a fabulous club on King St. everyone could hear us coming with the clicks on the pavement from the stilettos.  And as Kaitlyn talked to the girl with the clipboard we found ourselves skipping the line and joining the party!  As we all looked at each other and walked into the club I swear this was our theme song.