les ensembles.

If money grew on trees, lagarconne is probably where I would spend it.

girl crush.

After writing two midterms yesterday, I have come to the conclusion that this term I have experienced the polar opposites in my profs. One, is amazing, funny, genuinely nice, supplies you with old exams for practice, and tests you on only what you have learned in his course, no tricks.  The other is horribly disorganized, boring, teaching highly detailed material with little enthusiasm, and apparently has a chip on his shoulder, considering how his human physiology midterm left many people upset to the extent of crying. I have no problem thinking outside the box, or having to apply my knowledge to answer a multiple choice question, but don't test me on something you haven't taught in class KAPEESH? Gawwwd. I am going to write this guy the worst review after this course is over, I'm going to make him cry. 

time for fur.

The swedes have got it figured out. It's almost time for a huge (faux) fur jacket.  I found mine on ebay. Who knew it would still be +14 degrees in winnipeg by November 4th. What gives?

autumn bikes.

crisp air, sun, and leaves makes for a great bike ride. Uta and I will soon have to bid adieu for the winter.  Time to return to my non-environmentally friendly mode of transportation. It's hard to say no to heated seats. 

sexy nurse?

My first choice for a halloween costume this year was to go as "that girl from university". I was prepared to borrow some uggs, some lulu lemon pants, a university hoodie, large pink backpack, and of course, the useless miniature purse. Most people wouldn't think I was dressed up, and that is the genius behind it! The joke is on 99.5% of the female population at my university. However, a problem in my plan was that I didn't know how to acquire said items without insulting certain people, and my intense exam schedule that is happily still existent post-halloween hinders my party potential.  Regardless, after some time well wasted on an internet study break, I discover Dita Von Teese has the same idea as me. She's kind of a freaky-deak not in costume, and dated Marilyn Manson so I don't really know what to make of that... um,

anyone have any good costume ideas? 

sexy is... well... i fear it.

after perusing elleuk.com i was extremely pleased to find the october cover girl is Alexa Chung. Possibly my favorite brit chic girl... ever.  I could be the only person in north america that even remotely cares about her and the amazingly talented Alex Turner together, but I am okay with that.  This photo shoot is more polished than Alexa's day to day style, but I'm digging the look, even if her style is self proclaimed "child in a grandma's clothes". Unfortunately, the UK edition costs a plump $10.95 here, but if you're looking for a fantastic way to elude homework and the like, the UK edition is the best read, cover to cover, no doubt! 

watch the video here.

yodel in style.

Chloe fall/winter 08. I'm digging the facial expressions.

a cause des garçons.

Saw Yelle for free this week at the Montreal Francofolies festival! She is so cute, and really had the crowd going. It was a ton of fun to have Yelle's biggest fan ass-bumping, beer spilling, and screaming beside me. Regardless, it was a fantastic time.  I am so smitten kitten with Montreal, the good times don't seem to be stopping. When one free festival ends here, another one begins.  There is constantly something to do, see, drink. The culture is blowing my mind! C'est magnifique! 

Välkommen to ikea!

This afternoon a group of us made the trek to ikea on the outskirts of montreal. After taking the metro, a crazy highway bus ride was necessary to get there, full of loop de loops and motion sickness. I felt like I was in the movie "Speed" and if we slowed down below 50 km/hr the bus would explode.  It was all worthwhile for the ikea eats, sheepskin rugs, and I got the Scandinavian lantern i've always wanted designed by Brylle/Jacobsen. Success, success! 

Good old ikea food. So cheap, so good. Too bad I dropped the brioche on the ground after one bite. 

crosstown rivals.

The Crosstown Rivals are in Montreal for the week. Douche-baggery went down on saturday night... only losers do 11:30 pm photo shoots at american apparel. Jager bombs jager bombs? Check out their eastern Canada tour here.

eating m&m's for breakfast. because I can.

This last week in Montreal has been really fun. I am finally getting into the swing of things here, even if I am sleep deprived. Sleeping on a dorm room bed that is actually covered in plastic (why, why you may ask? perhaps persistent bed wetting is a problem for university goers?) and is too small, except for the short french men, is not very much fun, but its getting tolerable.. especially when alcohol has been consumed prior to bedtime.

my food AND clothes pantry. calm down calm down, i know it's awesome...

On monday, I met up with a buddy from Rimouski, QC, and it was great to catch up. Raphael's in the know of the Montreal ice cream scene, and we went to Point-G on Mont Royal for gelati on waffles with nutella. Blew my mind. Kudos to Raph. We then went to the Juste Pour Rire festival on St. Denis and watched a comedian on the street.. too bad he spoke at light speed. I did have a translator present however, thanks Raph! (check out his work here.)

 

Lazy week day evenings consist of us getting up from a post-class nap, and then taking the metro to either get groceries, or to peruse the streets. We found an outdoor screening of my favourite movie Amelie in the gay village! Kim and I sat with our brownbagged beers like a lesbian couple and watched it. 

Friday night was really random and fun. Ended up at a gay bar called Sky on St. Catherine. Saw a lot more people from the explore program there than I thought I would. Ha. Good fun. Round that up with some 99 cent pizza, and call it a night! 

Kim and Sydney.

Nicole! and someone else!

bonne fin de semaine.

Went to S.A.T on St. Laurent friday night to see Crystal Castles. The place was packed, the sweat was prominent, the bathrooms unisex, and the drinks were a flowin'.  Disappointing to wear a new dress to, since it now stinks like cigarettes and it is covered in spilt beer.  Afterwards, we went to St. Denis 24 hour McDonalds... why does everyone (including me) harsh on the filet of fish? It has such a bad rap, but it is delicious, kudos Kimbo. 

je suis rouge.

Saturday night was indian food, then a 2 hour long game of "would you rather" and a couple pitchers of sangria in the inner courtyard of St. Elizabeth pub. How cool... super packed with loud music... a mix of some shitty tunes and a couple good ones.  

the winnipeg table.

mercredi.

On wednesday, we went out on a "school outing" to Parc La Fontaine, to the outdoor Theatre de Verdue to see some contemporary dancers, who were a little too wackadoo for my taste. However, all was good and fun until it decided to shit rain on us, and of course we were unprepared without umbrellas. With a paper over my head, we dashed into the metro, and took it to St. Denis, where delicious poutine was purchased from Frites Alors.  It's a good thing looking like a drowned rat and chowing down on a heart attack on a plate. 

Rain that ruined my sandals. Parc La Fontaine.

dejarum?

St. Denis after a downpour.

not too big, not too small. juuuust right.

Montréal!

universite du montréal.

view from room 10135.

motion sickness?

J the expert fan builder.

salut!

I was quite pleased to see Tuborg on St. Laurent.

We have arrived in montreal for our summer school program. It has been unbearably hot for the last couple of days, and we have been sleeping in cramped rooms with the most uncomfortable beds. Classes have been going decently, and everyone I have met, francophone or anglophone have been off the charts nice.  Lots of new friends to make. 

alexander wang.

Old news, but I just viewed the entire spring ready to wear 2008 collection by the master of understated, Alexander Wang. I can't get enough of his grungey, picked up off your bedroom floor, I got ready in 30 seconds, yet so well put together looks. Also love how the models are in flats with socks, good news for us tall girls. 

i ride a bicycle.

I ride a bike around town. I have a smaller carbon footprint than you do.

favourite NY moment.

Free demo CD with a 10 dollar donation. Im kicking myself for not getting one. 

I stink like Chloe.

Perfume gives me a headache. But I bought new perfume anyways. This Chloe stink-bomb may be all the rage right now, being promoted by none other than Chloe Sevigny, Clemence Poesy, and Anja Rubik, but it still takes 30 minutes of riding a bike outside after one spray for me to think I'm not stinking up the entire room. 

I Heart NY.

A couple of weeks ago, I was in New York. After flying into Newark, New Jersey (my bi-polar, whiskey drinking in the garage boss' favourite city...enough said), I was blown away as I took the escalator up from Penn station onto 7th avenue, and thrown into the hustle and bustle of the city with a huge suitcase, lightly packed of course. After a couple sunny days, but a lot of rain, I saw a lot of New York, but I didn't see enough, therefore warranting a second trip... perhaps at the end of this summer? We shall see. Greenwich village was my favourite, with Marc Jacobs and Magnolia Bakery both on Bleecker St., how can you go wrong? I thought getting proposed to on the street by a bum was the weirdest thing I'd encounter while I was there, but no, only a rock god electric violin street busker. More on that later.