I finally developed my role of Ektar film (thanks Kev) today, only to be immersed in a sort of fond nostalgia that I tend to feel when remembering unforgettable things, like being stranded by a squad of stray dogs and harassed by spiders as big as my fist 10, 418 km away from home. And, if you scroll down to the bottom of the post, you may or may not find an 8 megapixel travel film. It's a surprise. Shh.
Thursday, August 20, 2015
a girls' night in
When Palm Bay asks you to host a Girls Night In with some of your favourite people and miraculously sends you all the candy you could ever ask for, the quintessential summer drink (in new summer flavours too), and an instax camera perfect for selfies and all the like, there's really nothing else to do than say "Cheers" and open your door to two (flawlessly dressed) Palm Bay brand ambassadors delivering all the contents for a perfect #GirlsNightIn while you groggily point at some space on the floor in your pajamas. So, that's exactly what I did.
Tuesday, August 18, 2015
I've officially become one of those people who constantly crave the worn-in comfort of café armchairs and soft buzz and hums of small talk. As my work becomes more and more dependent on the presence of my three-year-old macbook pro, its more than often pretty darn difficult to be productive when my bed is within two bounding leaps of my desk. So, as a compromise, I've been recently setting up base in some of my favourite Edmonton cafés whilst wearing pseudo-sweats. Because if there is anything that I miss most from working from home, its lounging in pajamas.