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I have a guilty conscience

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I Want Candy

Montreal, Quebec

I’m so full…but like actually. I have been living off a strict diet of sour gummy worms and Old Dutch BBQ chips for the past week or so and I’m starting to feel it. Funnily enough my body seems to have adapted quite nicely, and hasn’t been too cruel when my scale and I get to get together to catch up. I think it’s from the years of  training my metabolism I had living off junk food in high school. Seriously though, at the time Twix and Kit Kat bars were a part of a nutritious breakfast. I’m living a sugar renaissance really. I mean health wise I’m sure I’m shaving minutes or hours off my life somehow, but man I’ve been having a great time eating Glosettes in my car, and pairing Doritos as the starch to my protein. I’m starting to wonder…is candy and crap food the secret to happiness?

I feel some type of rebellious, laughing off the potential of a summer body while going through my stash of Cadbury Cream Eggs from Easter, and I’m not going to lie, I feel better than I have in quite some time. As the famous singer songwriter Sheryl Crow once sang…”if it makes you happy it can’t be that ba-a-a-ad”. So I say as long as we haven’t felt the effects of scurvy, and our arteries are still somewhat operational, let’s celebrate the small, simple, and bad things in life that make us happy. Come on girls, let us eat cake!

Vintage bandana, hoop earrings from Claire’s (not even kidding), Fenty X Puma sweatshirt dress, Louis-Vuitton backpack, and Christian Louboutin shoes.

My Husband is Everything

Miami, Florida

In case you don’t know this about me yet, I’ll preface the post by saying that I am unconditionally and irrevocably in love with my husband . Like the Bella Swan, Twilight, Robert Pattinson sort of creepy obsession. Not only is he the man behind every photo on this site, but he’s the world’s greatest partner in business and most importantly in life. Cue the cheese. So today with our third wedding anniversary approaching and while wearing a very appropriate Prabal Gurung shirt, I thought I would sing his praises to you.

The man I married has a very specific set of skills, just like Liam Neeson, only he has an endless supply of them. Just last night the dude decided he was going to make me sushi for the first time. Don’t fret, no food poisoning will ever occur on his watch even when consuming raw fish, as he is quite literally the best home cook I’ve ever witnessed. The man has technique.  After concocting some Nobu sticky rice, he followed by serving me one piece of nigiri after the other at our kitchen bar as if it were omakase. The hand rolls were pretty bomb too.

In case your jaw isn’t on the floor yet, let me continue listing all the things he is good at. He’s an incredible photographer, master editor, savvy business man, expert do gooder, knowledgable car dude, and is good at every sport, or skill he decides to pick up really. He is a caring daddy to Mickey and Eve, and an even more thoughtful and giving partner. For the past few days he has decided to write me a little hidden love note every time he leaves the house, detailing the reasons why he digs me. Also, he’s given me things I never dared to wish for, like the very bag in this post and the baby blue vintage car of my dreams. I wasn’t kidding when I said he was giving…mama didn’t just mean the adorable priceless things in life.

He accompanies and drives me to things no man should have to do, from manicures to meetings just to spend a bit more time with me. He also always make sure I’m well fed, which is a point of contention in our relationship, but he loves me just the way I am, so sure, fatten me up I don’t care. He indulges me in video games, trips to Disney and Universal and accompanies me to nerd cons just to see me at my happiest. He holds my hand through all the tough moments we face, and loves me in a way every woman should be loved. For that I don’t think he’ll ever be able to understand how truly grateful I am. Did I mention he’s also a total babe?

Peter Reid, you are a hero. I love you.

Saint-Laurent sunnies, Prabal Gurung tee, vintage Levis jeans, Hermes Kelly bag, and Christian Dior shoes.

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