(Online) Shopaholic

I’m a complete fashion junkie. Always have been, always will be. When I walk into a mall I get a rush from all of the stores I’ve yet to visit. It’s like taking that first sip of coffee in the morning or that first bite of a delicious, oozy danish. In short, it’s divine.

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One of my favourite Canadian online stores is La Maison Simons. Even the name is fantastic! I first discovered Simons during a visit to Quebec City in 2007. I was staying with a couple of girlfriends. They took me to see the sights (Quebec City is the only walled city in North America), to some fantastic restaurants (including one that served bottomless mussels), and finally, because they love me so much they took me shopping. My friends aren’t interested in shopping (gasp), and so they patiently waited outside while I shopped to my little heart’s content.

Now, I can say “hello” and “good bye” and “please” and “thank you” in French, but that’s about it. My friends were amazed to discover that within moments of arriving at Simons, I had checked my coat, secured a fitting room, and enlisted the help of a sales girl in finding a couple of things in my size. Needless to say, it’s a great store and I was motivated! It’s amazing what you can communicate when you want something badly enough!

A little over a year ago I was thrilled to discover that Simon’s was opening an online shop. For months I waited patiently for it to open and as soon as it did I put my order in.

One of the great things about Simons is that they sell fun decor items as well as men’s and women’s casual, elegant, and trendy clothing. There’s something for everyone. One of my all time favourite purchases is a faux zebra skin rug from Simon’s, which is machine washable.

I also just happen to be wearing a sailor dress today that I scored at Simon’s.
The shipping is prompt and resonably priced and you will always be thanked for your business. The site is easy to naviagte, and attractive. The prices are reasonable and the quality is great. The prcies are all in Canadian dollars.

If you pop in make sure to let them know I sent you and enjoy!

Check it out: http://www.simons.ca/store.cfm?lang=eng

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I just read the following in an ad in Flare: “Available at selected the Bay locations and other better lingerie stores across Canada.”

Clearly the editing world needs me.

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Some excerpts from my days as a Livejournaler:

i believe that about eighty percent of people look like birds. the general characteristics of a bird person are a pointy (beaky, you might say) nose, a sharp chin, small head and they quite often wear glasses. bird people freak me out. i see them everywhere. calista flockhart, for example, is a bird person.

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i was doing some ironing the other night and b walked up to me and announced “i’ve decided to limit myself in underwear… not only in travel, but in life.” he never wants to have more than fourteen pairs at a time.

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yesterday i sent out a mass email detailing our travels thus far, as well as our further plans. i talked about our last days in spain, tavira and albufeira. my mom got back to me and said that she spent two weeks in albufeira in 1975/6. i think that´s pretty damn cool. my mom has done a lot of travelling; she´s been to mexico, many places in africa, thailand and apparently portugal. i´m sure she´s been to even more places and i just haven´t been told about it yet. i like to think that i´m a bit like her. she´s got an adventurous spirit and i´m sure she would have spent all her days trotting the globe if it hadn´t been for myself, my sister and my brother. sometimes i think i just want to spend the rest of time like this. always travelling, always in limbo and always free.

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the moment i sat down with my caramel latte i dragged my lovely scarf (it’s so soft) through it. as i was attempting to mop up that mess i knocked over my purse and the bulk of the contents spilled out and skittered across the floor. sigh. after i finally got myself back in order i had to sit there, cheeks flaming, pretending that it was fine and i don’t care that i am a complete clod. honestly though, it’s really hard sometimes. i’ll be striding confidently down the sidewalk, feeling fab, when suddenly i’ll trip over a slab of stone that’s sticking out above the rest about, oh, a millimeter or so. suddenly i’ll be sprawled out across the pavement with mud on my trousers, a scraped nose and a bruised ego. the fact that i’ve made it to twenty-four without being involved in some kind of a fatal accident is simply nothing short of a miracle. thank god b pulls me out of the way of on coming traffic, dogs, doors, people walking toward me, telephone poles, children and anything else that might have the misfortune of coming into contact with my accident-prone self.

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When I was in the 5th grade I was a die hard NKOTB (New Kids on the Block, for those of you born in the 90s) fan. I had a sweatshirt, a giant poster and all of their tapes. I would cuddle my ghetto blaster and let the boys croon me to sleep. I believe that, at one point, I even had an NKOTB doll.

Jordan was my favourite and my first real crush. My poor little heart was broken when it came out that he was gay.

Twenty one years later I’m still secretly their biggest fan. I realized this morning that I could probably download all of their songs on iTunes. I wonder if they will sound the same to my 30-something ears?

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