Coco

So the other day I went on a search for my Prada perfume. My last bottle was either lost or stolen, it was my 31st birthday...so I am not putting too much thought in it. Well they didn't have my Prada. So to waste some time, I decided to smell all the million kinds of Chanel that one can buy. I have tried it on before, and was always sad to say that they kind of stank on me. When others wear it, I can trail behind sucking in all that Chanel goodness. But on me...not so much.

Well perhaps it was my lucky day, or my ph balances are changing, or some weird business like that...but I tried some Coco Chanel and fell in lust with my wrist. I have to admit that I kind of smelled like a grandma...perhaps a lot like Coco Chanel herself. An eccentric, worldly, out spoken granny. And I LIKED IT! So a few months from now, when I can finally save the money to buy the damn expensive perfume....I will be the one with her nose on her wrist and a lovely sedated smile on her face.

Coco...you are my new hero.

xo carey

Pan's Labyrinth

I just watched Pan's Labyrinth.

I feel like bawling my head off because of everything that movie is made of.

Beautiful.

nite, carey

Se7en

This weekend I was watching the movie Number 23 and I really like the opening credits...and then my mind just went to work...and I had to stop the movie.

I remember when the movie Se7en came out, I was so floored by the opening credits. Just in awe. And I remember thinking "that is what I want to do". Ok, so I never became a graphic designer...I took the photo route instead. But still to this day, I think the movies opening credits are fantastic. They were done by Kyle Cooper, who I guess has done more than 150 film title sequences, and has been credited with "almost single-handedly revitalizing the main-title sequence as an art form". Well, no frick'n kidding.

Take a look...here. And if you can, watch it in full screen...so much better.

enjoy
carey

Pain pain...go away.

Why yes...yes I do! Why? Because I was NOT doing this for the past 4 days...


























So, now I am going to do these exercises....






















So I don't have to get this....

International Arrivals

This morning I went to by my dad a Father's Day Card and before I even got to the card section....these lovely little gems caught my eye. You see...I love wood. Love it. And all I could think was, "oh my goodness I could refile everything at work with wood grain folders". Completely made my day. So, I just spent the last half of my day refiling every folder I had at the office. But all I have to say is....HOW FUN! I have never been so excited to get something new to file.

You can find these and other great items at International Arrivals.

Enjoy...and happy filing!
Carey

The Saddest Boy in the World

So I went and checked out some of Queer City Cinemas tonight. Common Weal (where I work) was one of its sponsors for tonights screenings which were geared towards queer youth. There were some pretty damn fantastic films.

But by far my favorite was a little short by Modern Family Productions and Jamie Travis called the Saddest Boy in the World. It was AMAZING! If there are any film festivals going on in your part of the woods...definitely see if this film is playing. You wouldn't want to miss this one.

enjoy..xo carey

05.03.08

Montreal + Kelly

So I thought I'd announce it here. Montreal and I are going steady. I am wearing its varsity jacket, its class ring...

I am completely smitten with Montreal, and spend long days staring into its beautiful buildings and nibbling on its croissants. But I am willing to share Montreal with others...I want to shout from the rooftops: "I love this city and I want everyone to know it!"

Ok, so the metaphor stops here, but might I say, I am so proud that tourists are filling the streets of this great city (as annoying as they'll be by Canada Day long weekend, on Victoria Day long weekend, they're still charming), and found myself grinning (perhaps creepily) at the hordes of tourists today.

I love its cheese (which would be gross if I was continuing the 'Montreal-as-human-being' metaphor), I love its buildings, I love its restaurants, and I even love its gentrified used clothing (vintage) stores.

Come to Montreal! I have a futon!