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The Conclusion of #ReelFlySummer

Hello Hello Folks,

Jeez, I apologize for my tardiness in explaining why I’ve been so tardy. Of course, as you may suspect, the reason is my university. You and I both can thank my school for hogging all my attention for the last four months. So selfish. Recently, I’ve received a plethora of good news about new projects in 2014, which have allowed me to create a picture of what’s next for me. Exciting stuff! I’m hoping you’ve all set yourself up for a wild, yet equally successful, 2014.

So you may remember a little phenomenon by the name of #ReelFlySummer. To your surprise, my best friend and I actually managed to finish a lot more than was posted on this blog…again because of my tardiness. I have made it my mission to ensure the world knows how much we got accomplished on the #ReelFlySummer list before the end of the year. So here we are. Flip through the slide show below for a full image count of the items we checked off the list. Maybe it will be super inspiring for your summer 2014? To summarize, the summer was ‘reel fly’…no pun intended.

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If you have any questions at all, I’m all ears, or shall I say eyes. Feel free to write me a quirky or corny comment below. Oh, and happy holidays to all, and to all a good night.

Be Healthy, Be Happy, Be Chic.

xx Neda xx

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Up, Up & Away False Alarm: #ReelFlySummer – #26, 44

Hello Hello,

How’s the weather treating you wherever you are in the world? Over in my corner it is very evident that mother nature has a vendetta against this nation. On another note, I’m going to give one last plea for you mystical creatures to take 30 seconds and vote for me in an online contest I’ve entered. The winner becomes Fruttare Canada’s guest blogger, and gets to travel to various music festivals across Canada and blog about them for the world. Voting takes about 30 seconds and three clicks. Click here, like the Fruttare Canada Facebook page, and finally click shout out beside my picture. You can also leave a lovey dovey comment if you wish to do so. Here’s the link again:

This week, one item in particular really required me to use some persuasion tactics on my partner in crime.

#26 Take a Field Trip to the Airport

Weird, huh? Although I absolutely hate flying, I’m rather fond of airports and the concept of travelling in general. So, after several efforts, I finally convinced my partner that we needed to have a ‘chill’ session at the airport. Her response the first 10 times, and the question on all your minds is why? Well, basically, I get a kick out of watching people’s behaviour at airports. There’s always that one father that’s just overly angry, and that one child that demands to carry their own suitcase, only to drop it 15 times. Yup, I get a kick out of that.

Initially, we made a decent effort to convince our friends we were going on a spontaneous trip via SnapChat. You’ll have to ask them whether we succeeded. For the duration of the day, we wandered the airport, terminal to terminal, making use of the handy dandy terminal link bus. We went on a hunt for lemonades (you’ll know why in the near future, hint: #ReelFlySummer), and sat on a variety of benches, stools, and couches. You can see a video from our trip below filled with 100% wrongful information, right down to our Hangover II movie knowledge.

When we finally decided we had seen enough, we took the terminal link bus to the distant discount parking garage where we had parked our car. We couldn’t help but notice a very modern hotel right next to the garage that was practically begging us to go in and pretend we were guests. We discovered that each floor had a designated colour theme. How’d we know this? Well, likely because we traveled to each floor and made bets on what colour we’d see when the elevator doors swung open. Things got a tad awkward when a hotel visitor joined us for the ride. The lobby of the hotel was fully equipped with Apple computers, a swing chair from the ceiling, and a rocking chair. My partner exclaimed: “this is legit exactly how I want my future house to look”.

VERDICT: The Toronto Pearson Airport is a must-see Toronto attraction as stated by reputable individuals (aka me). Skip the lemonade as it’s overpriced and simply tastes like it’s made from a frozen can. Go on a hunt for the swing chair…it’s definitely worth it. 











#44 Learn to French Braid

We’re quite capable of doing a standard braid and a fancy shmanzy fishtail braid, but the french braid is one which we have struggled with for years. The level of struggle, especially for my partner, can metaphorically be compared to that of a person climbing Mount Everest. No really.

We decided to turn to our trusted friend Lauren Conrad and learn her french braiding ways using this tutorial. I understood the technique rather quickly, and was able to create somewhat of a braid on my friend’s impeccably short cut (she’s currently channeling a Bradley Cooper inspired do). She, however, managed to create something equivalent to a squirrel’s tail the first four times.

VERDICT: Lauren Conrad must have magical powers if she’s able to do such a complex art without looking. Well you know what Ms. Conrad, I bet you can’t pull off a standard 80’s hairdo. Oh wait… 





More to come soon!

Be Healthy, Be Happy, Be Chic.

xx Neda xx

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So Can We Say I Do?


Hope all you fantastic people worldwide are having a splendid summer (unless of course it’s not summer in your country then substitute summer for the appropriate season)! As you may have already read, I was in Mehico for a week to visit family in Cancun and attend a wedding in the Mayan Riviera. I already documented my adventures in Cancun here. I am now going to share with you a completely different experience in another part of Mexico. Ready jelly belly?

So, after a 2 hour drive we arrived at a set of gates that led to a resort, which could be easily mistaken for a jungle. Everything that you pictured about Riu is the exact opposite of this resort, which is called Grand Palladium. The whole reception area was outdoors, the entrance to restaurants was outdoors, the pools were outdoors (obvi), the room complexes were outdoors, all bars were outdoors…and trust me when I say it was HOT…it wasn’t only because I was there…

I was instantly struck with bad luck after leaning on the reception counter and having a piece of chewed gum attach to my arm. Who chews gums and sticks it on the table at a 4-star resort? Classy..real classy.

Another weird thing about this resort was how ridiculously big it was. There was a shuttle system that transported you around the resort from building to building. Let’s just say it wasn’t exactly easy access. When we got to our room we weren’t blown away. There was nothing wrong with the room…there just wasn’t anything special about it either…I would describe it as blah. Upon our arrival to the resort, I instantly noticed the multitude of insects everywhere; however, I assumed that the rooms would be clean-swept and insect-free. WRONG. After just 5 minutes we heard a huge ruckus outside our room and soon came to realize my grandparents were trying to get a lizard out of their room (LOL!). I mean being immersed in nature is one thing but my family is not exactly into being one with naturesque elements. This was just the first set of lizards, cockroaches, spiders, ants, and other mysterious creatures that were going to get the opportunity to share the 4-star experience with us.

Any who, after our lengthy freak out was complete we decided to get ready to go for dinner. We got all dazzled up and tried to go to a restaurant…unfortunately for us…all 14 of them were filled up. Therefore, we ended up going to 1 of the 4 buffets. 5 inch heels, flapper skirt, silk shirt, buffet…choose the one that doesn’t fit.

Following dinner we got lost in the jungles for 45 minutes before finally arriving at some mysterious beach party. It was weird. Following the party we hit up the resort’s nightclub where we took shots on shots on shots…don’t worry they weren’t tequila. Instead, some were blue and others were lemon’y’. Exciting night meeting a few people, and most importantly the younger individuals in the families of the bride and groom. I was also blessed with flourishing love from a large dose of mosquitoes that left me with more than 1 souvenir to remember them by…I think of it as their way to seal the deal.

The next day had a ‘sit lazily on you butt by the pool’ kind of vibe. Due to extreme pain and swelling from my seducers (mosquitoes), I decided to skip the pool and instead wander around the ENTIRE resort and see what it had to offer. Regardless of it’s lack of comfortable sleeping arrangements, there was no denying how beautiful the scenery surrounding the Grand Palladium really was. I walked along the beach and ended up at some of the other lobby’s and their according pools.

I also ended up somewhere that was referred to as a ‘Sports Centre’ fully equipped with baseball, soccer, football, and volleyball fields, as well as golf, archery, and curling courts. I eventually decided to take a break by grabbing some iced water (my signature drink) and sitting in one of the lobbies. Here, I met a young staff member that shocked me with news that she had previously come to Canada on a one year exchange where she stayed in the exact small city that I currently do. Her and I were “OMG”ing for a good 30 minutes!

That night was a very very special night. It was the night before the wedding, which meant it was time for the bachelor and bachelorette parties. It was funny because as soon as the boys heard there was a bachelor party they completely ran away; however, in the end they ended up crashing the girl’s bachelorette party just in time to sip on some champagne. We danced the night away sans the bride who disappeared somewhere between her 7th drink and the pouring of the champagne. The groom, on the other hand, was under watchful eye as we had to ensure he’d be able to wake up the next morning in time for his wedding. We decided to head towards the beach to get some food where we were bombarded by raccoon’s due to idiotos stupidly feeding them.

Wedding day time! I began the day by taking a dip in the pool..finally! Such nice water. However, the issue was that I returned to the room with only an hour to go before the wedding and my sister (who takes approximately 4 hours to get ready for every single event) was occupying the bathroom. I just needed to take a darn shower for heaven’s sake. I had to go to someone else’s room to take a shower only to discover that there were no towels. By the time the towels arrived, I had only 30 minutes to shower and get ready for the wedding…SUCH A DISASTER…and yes I am talking about my hair. Not only was my hair an absolute mess, it also began pouring rain and we had to walk to the wedding site. On the bright side, the bride looked absolutely STUNNING.

Part 1 of the wedding included a traditional church ceremony followed by a Persian ceremony outdoors in honour of the Groom’s family. Due to the fact that I am classified as a ‘young, single girl’ I was asked to be a part of the ceremony by holding a curtain, pouring sugar on the bride and groom, embarrassingly dancing and doing some other baffling stuff. Even though I had basically just met the bride and groom a few days before, I still got a wee bit teary eyed…but no worries they were partially tears of joy and partially tears of pain from my swollen, bitten foot.

Following part 1 I was famished so I made a quick dash for the buffet, being sure to ditch my stilletos first this time. Everyone changed outfits between part 1 and part 2 of the wedding, so luckily I had enough time to salvage my hair. I decided to go for a green ensemble for the evening portion of the wedding primarily because I was green with envy of how beautiful the bride looked. Of course the evening reception was also outdoors. I was overjoyed that my uncle and cousins from Mexico drove up to join us for the wedding. My little cousin is a champ at shuffling. The most exciting part of the celebration for me was the heart-shaped breads…revolutionary! One of the boys, however, made me believe that there was a fortune inside the bread so it ended up looking like a broken heart. 😦 After a few tequila shots, the group danced and ate the night away. The wittiest advice I can think of for the bride and groom is: May you share everything with your husband, including the housework (romantic, i know).

The following day was our final day at the Grand Palladium. I enjoyed a quick Snorkling session that was disrupted by my dad continuously tugging on my life jacket every time I would even drift 3 cm away from him. I also went for a dip with the kiddos where we took underwater pictures and did some ridiculous jumps in not so deep waters. These kids are true troublemakers. They kept begging me to get them mango daiquiris… If you walked along the beach you also came across multiple protected turtle nests…so reminiscent of ‘The Last Song’. I also played with some (air)guns just for giggles.

That night we finally got to eat at the Mediterranean restaurant we so desperately wanted to try. I was so excited that I even themed my wardrobe and hair for the night. Unfortunately, however, the only thing vegetarian was pasta. Wow…pasta…how Greek. The presentation of dessert was impeccable…I sadly can’t say the same for the taste. In fact, all dessert that I had in Mexico was very unsatisfactory. The chocolate desserts especially were never velvety and rich, instead they tasted like low fat chocolate jello mousse. Then again, I’m very picky when it comes to sweets.

We made the most out of our final night in Mexico by heading towards the beach to have some beers and listen to music. The clock ticked to 2 am, then 3 am, then 4 am, and finally 5 am. We somehow ended up spending the whole night by the beach and were able to experience the beautiful sunrise in the horizon…ahh breathtaking. Talk about the absolute perfect way to end a summer getaway.

So there you have it. I leave you with this image to remind you what will happen if you spend too many hours in the sun sans sunscreen…you’ve been warned.

Be Healthy, Be Happy, Be Chic.

xx Neda xx

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