Up up in the sky

Hey dudes,

Yes as you might of noticed I managed to use my computer skills in changing a bit of the layout etc of my website!
Ha you must think it was pretty hard to do considering I'm a natural blonde and I have 0 intelligence over technological instruments etc. 
It was a hard hard thing to do but I made it happen and I pulled through! I'm actually pretty stoked, I thought I was going to have to call a friend or someone to help me out but ha, my brain is smarter than it looks ;)

Anyways, I am now sitting in my favourite coffee shop (Starbucks) seriously who wouldn't of known! Sipping my Venti Skinny mocha and regretting those two huge chocolate chip cookies I just ate. I love coming to this place with my laptop or book just finding inspiration for my next shoots, or just catching up on some fashion news I haven't had the time to like read and get updated on. (I do have Twitter, but trying to catch up on Twitter is like trying to get out of sinking sand. It's HARD.) 
Well I've never really been caught in sinking sand so I don't really know if it's hard but in my thoughts it would be extremely hard and I would probably just sink right through.

Note to self: Try not to get caught in sinking sand. Ever.

Okay getting far from the subject, just saying I'm sitting in Starbucks and well.. I also love watching people here, either studying, talking. Oh you get the ''coffee dates'' and you can tell exactly by the girls face expression if the girl is interested of if she's in total disgust. 
(The girl I'm looking at now seems kind of disgusted but I don't blame her the guy is being by far: Super odd.)

Why I like looking at people? I really don't know.. It must be the kind of ''family generation activity'' because I know my dad loves to stare at people. He even tells me he finds it interesting in the fact you can analyse their expression and know what they are saying or feeling.

What I like is to look at everyone and know that everyone has a story and a life. One is just stopping by to grab a coffee and catch up on the newspaper and just relaxing considering it is a Sunday night and he wants to relax before the hectic week starts all over again. Or you get the students who are studying like mad, nervous about finals, or just trying to finish their homework as they plunge their heads forward into those huge textbooks or laptops. 

It's just kind of fascinating how we focus so much on our life, when there's other lives right next to us and we have no clue how they are living.
(Okay again, sounds super stalkerish and creepy but it's true.) 
And then you have me right in the middle of it, hiding the world my whole story writing a simple blog that probably no one in this whole entire coffee shop will ever know about.

How interesting isn't it? 
Okay well maybe not for you but it is for me! 
BOOYA. 

Now the picture I'm posting wasn't by my camera.. It's a simple instagram picture I took from my phone on the plane home from Toronto. I felt so inspired but with the odd person I was sitting beside I wasn't sure if I could pull out my huge Cannon and take some frames. 
So I pulled out my little IPhone and took this cute little picture super stoked on the results.
I love to take the plane because it is a childhood memory that always pops in when I'm up up in the sky!
Now I haven't told ANYONE about this so you will feel super special. 

When my grandpa passed away(he was amazing. Really was. Like THE BEST GUY IN THE WORLD HANDS DOWN) well I thought about how good he will be in heaven. So then after that, I wanted to see him so bad, every time I would take the plane I would desperately beg to sit in the window seat to try and find him in heaven(which in my mind heaven was over the clouds and that the airplane would go right through it.) and with the imagination I had I would imagine little angels flying by.

DAD: This is why I loved the window seat when I was younger. 

But you know, I still look out the window whenever I get a chance to sit near it. It reminds me of my childhood fantasies and you never know, maybe I will get a glance of him.

I use to picture him up there sitting in a nice big comfy chair, with Jake(my childhood dog) and Sherman(My first fish). 

I know I'm a weird one, but hey! If I weren't weird I would be a boring person and lets be honest I would rather be a weird person than normal because life in my shoes would be just dull!

So yeah, other than that this picture just makes me think on how one day I will fly off to my actual home. Where would that be? I don't know....
I'm hoping for NY. Oh gosh that would be a dream. For now my home will forever be in Toronto, I guess Montreal is an option considering that's where I live at the moment even though I don't really have my family here and I'm mostly feeling alone.

C'est la vie and now I must go! 
So Enjoy you're night!