FOOD FOR THOUGHT

a Geriatric MoMent .

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I was waiting for da bus the other day when an older lady sat next to me. My weakness: old people. They smile, I get verklempt. They speak, I get verklempt, they sit in a restaurant alone, I can’t handle it. It’s just my thing. I imagine the worst: she just lost her husband, she can’t find her way back home, she’s not wearing her wedding ring…uh oh, I want to give her a hug and shout at the top of my lungs, “WILL SOMEONE HELP THIS LADY, SHE’S LOST”!!! Good thing I don’t.

The older lady chatted about the ugly condo in mid construction across the street. I complained how the bus was taking so **F&*KING long. She mentioned how different the city has changed, “the condos are blocking our beautiful scenery”, “London Drugs used to be my home” (not literally) but on the main street. I soon forgot about the bus and was far more interested in her tales.

Our dialogue went something like this;

ME: It will be interesting to see what the city will look like in 5 years.

LADY: (smiling) I don’t think I’ll be here.

ME: (what I wanted to say): “where are you going?”

LADY: (what I actually said): oh you’ll be here….you young whippersnapper”…you….

I trail off. She smiles and continues to strut her way onto the bus that finally arrives. As I stood behind her a few heads taller, foot still in my mouth, I couldn’t help but smile at her jovial demeanor.

She struck a chord in me when she said, “I don’t think I’ll be here”. I started fast forwarding to where I want or think I should be in 5 years. Questions swarmed in my head, “What if I’m not here?”, “Who will get all of my shoes?”, “I better hide my diaries!” and so on and so forth, etc, etc, blah, blah, blah, boom. I quickly shook off the nonsensical rumbles of chatter in my elaborate imagination. My nona lived to be 105, my grandfather is 89, I figure if I keep eating my greens and Nutella I’d like to hit 100. And if I end up in a retirement home, I’ll be the little old lady busting out costumes from her tickle trunk and putting on shows for the staff. Yup. That sounds great!!!! Or, convert the tuck shop into a kissing booth, $1.00 a kiss. Or 3 for $5.00. I would make millions for my grandchildren!!!!

So, after convincing myself that aging gracefully and with spunk is a fabulous option, I let out a breathe of air. I reminded myself to enjoy every moment, savour those conversations with loved ones, and learn from your elders. Maybe that afternoon I was the one with the geriatric moment and not my new friend.

A homage to women of all ages. I am a huge fan of Socialite Alice Apfel. She is amongst my all time favourite women. Her eccentric style and persona is what makes this 95 year old stand out. She’s been quoted as saying, ‘I’m a geriatric starlet. Her exuberant outfits and flying-saucer glasses have turned her into a style icon. BE YOU at any age. I have a feeling we’d get along just fine. – CS xx

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RANDOMNESS

The White Russian.

What is it about the White Russian

It reminds me of the adult who still orders milk at a restaurant except with liquor so they don’t look 6. Maybe I’m being a little harsh here, but we’ve all seen this. And to each their own. You want to order milk with your pasta, go ahead. But it’s just plain weird. And trust me, I know what it’s like to be weird (I’m a pro at it). I mean gee whiz, your listening to the gal who loves to drink tea and chew gum at the same time. I like how the gum softens and almost melts in my mouth part. The delicious juice of the flavoured gum mixed with my hot cup of tea (especially peppermint) is as delightful tasting as Nutella on toast. It makes it easy to chew especially if you have an achy jaw. Speaking of jaw, I still haven’t found my retainer. I flung it out of my mouth one night and haven’t seen it since. I also talk in my sleep so I’m really not sure what happened but I do know it is nowhere to be found. I clearly have a ghost in my apartment who needs it more that I do. I never thought in a million years that I would utter these words but here goes, “I miss you retainer”. Weird. No? Yes. Milk and cookies I get – you have the dunk factor. Milk and tomato sauce? Well, that’s just a no, no. Please don’t order milk with your pasta. Alright I’m going off on a tangent.

I do like the odd White Russian, especially with Almond Milk. Add some coffee in there and boom! You got a Hot Black Russian. I’ll take that. I’ll even take that over ice. How can one resist? Wait a sec, what are we talking about? Oh yes! Right. The cocktail. Well, come to think of it, Who even says a White Russian has to be a drink? – CS xx

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FOOD FOR THOUGHT

What makes you tick?

Follow Me

First and foremost the fact that I wake up and my heart is still beating like a drum makes me tick. Since I’m on vacation in Kauai the sound of a rooster “cocka doodle dooing” in the wee morning hours makes me tick. The ocean waves, hot sun, sounds of nature, breathtaking landscapes and of course the many talents of the surfers make me tick! The sun sets, sun rises, melting in the sun make me tick. The sound of coffee percolating, the smell of coffee in the air and the taste of coffee in my mouth part all make me tick. Yum. After 1, 2, 4 cups of Kauai Coffee Company coffee I am in coffee heaven. I am addicted to the Chocolate Macadamia Nut. I went to visit the plant and after a few samples you can imagine I was bouncing off the walls, doing hand stands in the cafe, hula hooping in the shop, doing bits of standup in the plant…..Oh wait a minute, this is what I wanted to do but I held back for once. I felt sorry for my boyfriend who felt like he had his hands full, but after I bought him a cappuccino chocolate chunk cookie he was happy. Until I ate it. Oopsie Daisy. A gal can only try. And I’ve already expressed how I feel about an amazing homemade chocolate cookie time and time again. I’ve already stocked up on such flavours as Vanilla Macadamia Nut, Hazelnut Macadamia and a Coconut Caramel Crunch. But the Chocolate is the best. I get so excited just thinking about my next cup. I’ve even got to the point of sniffing a bag when no one is looking. You could even order it online and they will ship it for free to you. I’m addicted. – CS xx

So, what makes you tick? CS xx

YUMMMMMMMY

Kauai Coffee Company

Restroom Art

Ricky The Rooster

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FASHIONISTA FINDS

Tis the season to be shop hopping.

Hello my lovelies! Ti’s the season to be shop hopping. What are your favourite stores to shop in? Strolling the streets of Vancouver and wandering into my favourite little boutiques is my weakness. I think Vancouver has some of the most amazing and unique shops to visit (and splurge in) I often shop locally and purchase from independent designers and vintage. This time of year is perfect for buying unique gifts for those you love. I always find something different and affordable cause really, at this age what do you buy for those who have everything they need? And for those who can buy their own items?…I’d say, Something small, something different, something they can use forever! Here are a few of my top favourite shops that sell unique and eclectic items by a variety of independent designers. Thank you for filling my retail therapy needs. – CS xx

 

1. ONE OF A FEW – 346 Water Street (Gastown)

2. Nouvelle Nouvelle209 Abbott St. 

3. Community Thrift and Vintage  – 41 West Cordova St. 

4.  The Fair  – 415 Abbott St. 

5. Oliver and Lilly’s – 1520 West 13th Ave

6. VIOLET BOUTIQUE – 1312 Granville St.

Fine Finds Boutique – 1014 Mainland St.

DREAM – 311 West Cordova

 

 

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RANDOMNESS

Mc Menamins and Brenda Lee.

I stumbled upon what I thought was an Elementary school and soon realized it was one of nearly sixty brewpubs, microbreweries, music venues, hotels, and theatre pubs founded by two brothers Mike and Brian Mc Menamins in the early 70’s. This was Mc Menamins, a chain  located mostly in the  Portland metropolitan area with other locations in Oregon and Washington. I was in awe at how this Elementary school was transformed into EVERYTHING you’d want at your fingertips and yet the layout of the school was kept the same. The hour dinner break had turned into more than two. By the time I finished running down the hallways, drinking from kid fountains, and exploring every nook and cranny of this place of genius I was pooped. Good thing I got a free coffee to wind me up again….and a delicious bottle of Pino Noir to put me back to sleep on the drive home….well I had a sippy cup. – Christina xx

I love Christmas time…yes I’m that gal who listens to such Christmas tunes by Bing Crosby, Dean Martin, Brenda Lee and so forth. I’ve had some great influences growing up. And yes…I’m the gal who loves when the Christmas tunes start playing in November. If only I started my Christmas shopping that early…I tend to leave it to the last week so I don’t buy for myself, but whose kidding? I still do! Here’s my helper. I’ve had him since I was a baby, Say hi to Santa Gumby!

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FASHIONISTA FINDS

The Fascinating Fascinator Hat.

I’ve always been fascinated with hats from a young age. They are like a pair of shoes, you can never have too many and you always feel different in whichever one you wear. Weather its a ball cap, fedora, bolero, sun hat or even a visor. From a young age, I admired my grandmothers hats. She wore them with class, style and carried herself with grace. I’m more of a clutz. But a graceful clutz if you will. She had a vast collection where most lay preciously in their hat boxes. I inherited a few of them that are very special to me but none of them come close to the fascinator hat. I really am fascinated with the fascinator hat and have yet to sport one. And why not!? If princess Beatrice of York can so can I! Somewhere…someday…maybe in the next show of mine. But for now I’ll admire it from afar. Modern fascinators are generally made with feathers, beads or flowers and attach to the hair with a comb, clip or headband (I’ve sported a few of these). Now some tid bits on the fascinator hat.

A fascinator is a headpiece, a style of millinery. The word originally referred to a fine, lacy head covering akin to a shawl made from wool or lace. The term had fallen almost into disuse by the 1970’s. In the early 21st century, the term made a comeback, but the meaning has slightly changed; it is now used to describe a delicate, slightly to very frivolous head decoration worn almost exclusively by women. A fascinator may be worn instead of a hat to occasions where hats were traditionally worn-such as weddings-or as an evening accessory, when it may be called a cocktail hat. It is generally worn-such as weddings-or as an evening accessory when it may be called a cocktail hat. It is generally worn with a fairly formal attire. (WIKIPEDIA). A few pics of some outlandish fascinator hats. Where’s yours? – Christina XO


Princess Beatrice, she looks like a character in a Tim Burton film.

Maybe not a fascinator hat but I love this hat! I bought it for my show, “WILD ROSE”. It was absolutely perfect!

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CHERISHED QUOTES

Funday.

I came across this quote by supermodel Kate Moss. And LOVED IT!  In my opinion, there are no rules to fun. We should make everyday a FUNDAY- Christina XO

SHE’S A NATURAL BEAUTY.

I LOVED HER AND JOHNNY DEPP.

THEN AND NOW. VANESSA PARADIS STRIKES A RESEMBLANCE TO KATE MOSS.

Love this song, “Be My Baby” – Vanessa Paradis.

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