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Going Round and Round : #ReelFlySummer- #10, 43

Hi There,

I hope everyone’s doing fantastic. I wanted to start out by sharing some wise words I heard this week. You need to resign to the awkwardness of life. I’d say this is pretty solid advice. The more awkward, the better…right?

This weeks #ReelFlySummer adventures are built around the theme of activities that make you spin in circles…not squares…circles.

#43 Sit on Top of a Ferris Wheel

I think we can all agree Ferris Wheels are rather exciting. Especially when they’re assembled by one man at your local fair. I can assure you a wobbly Ferris Wheel is somewhat safe. The Ferris Wheel we went on was at our local fair set up for Canada Day. We waited in line for a lengthy period of time and even had a scare when the clock ticked to 10 pm (closing time) and we hadn’t gone on yet! But just then and there, magic happened. Just as we sat our tushes on the Ferris Wheel seats, the fireworks began. So there we were, shaking and trying to balance our weight on the Ferris Wheel, while watching fireworks closer to the sky…beautiful.

VERDICT: Feel free to push people out the way to get onto a Ferris Wheel at the perfect time (KIDDING!). 






#10 Teach One Another the Art of Rollerblading and Biking

As embarrassing as it is, I am ready to admit that I never learned how to ride a bike until high school. A buddy of mine so kindly took on the task. However, turns and rocky pavement never became my friends. Meanwhile, my best friend is highly incapable of sports such as rollerblading and skating that require coordinated footing. So we decided to do a switcheroo. It was a whopping success.

VERDICT: Refrain from going on this wild adventure around sunset unless you’re perfectly okay with having your blood continuously sucked by pesty creatures. 






Speak Soon.

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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Tis the Season to be Jolly

Hello Hello,

What a year 2012 has been, that’s all I have to say. Actually, that’s not all I have to say, because I never have nothing to say. I can yap on for hours. It’s like a disease except not exactly. Oh wait, I think I’m doing it again.

I’ve been on holidays from school for the past few weeks. Although I didn’t go anywhere fancy schmancy, I had a beyond fabulous time spending Christmas, New Years, and Boxing Day right here in Toronto with my friends and family. I figured since this holiday season has been such a slice, I should probably share the highlights with you all. Perhaps, it’ll give you some ideas for next holidays, although I do suggest you try to spread out your holiday feasting as much as possible. Crepes 3 days in a row for dinner can really take a toll on them legs.

Just before I begin, I came across a post from one of my favorite bloggers Elin Kling on the Holidays that includes some info I feel needs sharing. I just want to remind everyone that life’s not perfect regardless of what it appears to be via the digital world. Not everyone in the world had a perfect holidays, and perhaps many of you do not participate in all the gifting and feasting associated with this time of year. I just want to let you know that there is nothing wrong with that and the world is only amazing because of how different each person is. Remember that the best gifts are not tangible.

That being said, this is my personal favorite time of the year mainly because everyone’s just nicer, and there’s a few more lights beaming around the city. I started my holidays by taking two of my close friends to a Holiday Soiree at Cube Nightclub. What captivated me to this event was the promise that Santa would make an appearance and give out candy canes. There’s nothing that seals the deal faster than the mention of Santa. It was a fantastic night, although I certainly didn’t imagine Santa’s little helper’s sporting such small skirts. Maybe that was the only fabric left over after Santa’s 2012 suit was designed?







Then there was Christmas Eve. My family does the same thing every year. We go to my uncle’s house where we dress up in over-sized sweaters to be festive (aka to hide the food baby’s), eat, eat, eat, play Pictionary, do a gift steal exchange, and eat. The highlight of the night was the 1000 layer crepe cake that my aunt famously makes every year for me. Oh lordy. For the second year in a row I ended up with my own gift in the gift steal. My team also won Pictionary, but I must say some of those words were ridiculous, for example “object”. Any ideas on how one would go about drawing this? I also set up a tripod and took multitudes of pictures of myself with penguins, trees, walls, and the abundance of dogs…fancy.














My cousins and I also started a new “thing” called a four way plank. Preparation was a little… let me try to think of the word for it…challenging.





In addition to my Christmas Eve tradition, I have a 25th of December tradition with my best friend. Our pictures do not vary too much from year to year. I wear the exact same thing every Christmas, a green Mickey Mouse sweater that comes with a matching hat, which has been missing for years. If found, a reward will be provided. Our other customary activities include going skating on a local rink and eating at our absolute favorite Canadian dessert house, Demetres. We almost had a scare this year when we went to our usual Demetres location and saw that for the first Christmas ever, it was closed. Luckily the second location was open and welcomed us with open arms and white chocolate chips. My best friend is not much of a skater, or winter sport gal. This year, however, she was feeling wild and let go of my arm. At first she was frustrated that my sole advice was to live. She eventually got so sassy and into it that she instagrammed a pic with the hashtag #WayneGretzky.












The only difference this Christmas was one 6 letter phenomenon. Onesie. We do a gift exchange between the two of us every year. We had been speaking of buying matching onesies for 2 years after having seen them on XFactor UK. This year it just so happened we read each others minds and bought the other a pair of these wondrous creations. It’s crazy how telepathic best friends can be! The onesie I bought her is from Walmart and the adorable one she got me is from Snug As A Bug and can be found here. I also bought my bestie a mug from Anthropologie and made some DIY picture album jars. This obviously called for a cheesy photo shoot and a video dancing to Thrift Shop by Macklemore and Ryan Lewis. I won’t share that video here. Check out “The built-in onesie with the socks on that ****”, as Macklemore would say.









Who can forget the final day of 2012? Two years ago I spent my final day of 2010 jet skiing in Cabo San Lucas so I wasn’t too sure how this year was going to hold up in comparison. Unfortunately, we’re sort of the last minute, YOLO type, and most events were sold out by December 27th. Another challenge is the variety of personalities in our group varying from Tupac’s number one fans, to Vybz Kartel’s dutty whiners to Holt Renfrew adorers. So where did we decide to go? None other than the classy Thompson Hotel Lobby Bar. Originally tickets were 25$, then they went up to 35$, and two hours before we purchased them they went up to 50$…fantastic. The tickets sold out 5 hours after we began purchasing. A group of our friends missed ticket sales and thus contacted a private promoter for a hook up. This will come into play in a little bit. I started the night hopping from one condo to another to get ready and jam at pre-parties with all the amigos. For the night I went for a bow updo inspired by my personal favorite, Minnie Mouse. My dress was by Pink Tartan. Getting taxis was messy and the arguments on who would go into the first taxi was extremely painful, but I was very pleased at how kind and understanding the Beck Taxi drivers were. For the record, Yellow Tail wine is brutal.







Upon arriving at the Thompson Hotel in six separate taxis, we began to check in. This is when we found out that the group of intelligent boys who bought their tickets from a promoter had purchased tickets for the P1 party at Thompson as opposed to the Lobby Bar thinking it was the same ordeal. Let the shenanigans begin. We had to sweet talk the promoter into returning their money, sneak down into the basement party to find out who the manager of the Lobby Bar was, and finally speak of our tragedy to the doormen to convince them to sell the boys discounted tickets to the sold out party we were all in. All in a nights work. I would definitely say the Lobby Bar gathered an older crowd, but this was even better for us. We were certainly the life of the party. Upon entering the Lobby Bar, guests were greeted with champagne and party favours. Our crew also ended up taking over an entire booth, I’m not entirely sure how that happened. Unfortunately, we broke over 6 glasses of champagne, no one seemed to mind or notice though. It was New Year’s after all. This goes to prove that anything and everything is fun given good company. Could party planning be in my professional future? Who kissed who when the clock struck 12? That’s a secret I’ll never tell. XOXO.








Post- Thompson, we headed back to my friend’s condo for a lovey-dovey sleepover. We all engaged in a huge cuddle fest, ordered pizza and fought to be the last one’s awake. Obviously the winner was me, but the host did put up a good fight. We also pulled a prank on a lovely boy who fell fast asleep very early in the night. We put very old cheese on his bald head and five hours later…the cheese remained in the exact location I set it. If that’s not a sign of a good night’s sleep, I don’t know what is. I sat on the balcony and watched the sunrise against the CN Tower. What a night.






I’m looking crazy forward to 2013. I can’t wait to see what’s in store for both me and all of you. Peace on earth and joy to all with love. Yes…I stole that from a greeting card.

Be Healthy, Be Happy, Be Chic.

xx Neda xx

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