In accordance with official 100th blog post protocol (Section 5, paragraph 2) I took a little break from blogging. In that time, I had a Super Bowl party, attended an Anne of Green Gables marathon, spent Valentine’s Day with my friend, Kari, while our menfolk shot a commercial in Capetown, South Africa, went to the AGO, saw my new favourite band, Cousins, live in concert and on the same day, sprained my ankle giving my pal, Sandy, a hug.
I hope to post a few mini-posts in the next few days with fun pictures from all these random events – mainly because I now have an internal, personal obligation to post all of my memories to the inter webs where they will live forever and ever.
So, I’ll start with my visit to the AGO to see The Great Upheaval Exhibition. I wasn’t allowed to take photos in the exhibit, but I captured some of my other favourite parts of the AGO. I went with my friends, Adam and Leigh which proved to be lucky because Adam is basically a human art encyclopedia and provided a lovely, interactive, British audio guide as we toured the exhibit. Although, I bet the mechanical, plastic audio guide wouldn’t have stared blankly at me when I frequently stated “This one has too many colours”.
UGLY: Getting to the gym every single day with increasing motivation, only to sprain my ankle hugging someone and slipping on the ice. USELESS.
AWESOME: I bought a 1000 piece puzzle of The Lady of Shalott at the AGO and it will take me 7 years to finish.
A little pre-gallery Irish Coffee
complete with caesar salad and french onion soup
Leigh is delighted to be art-ing.
Leigh loves Canadiana.
This looks like my uncle.
More Canadians…
Dark and brooding barns
Where I’d currently like to be.
Adam inspects the minutia of great art.
Life imitating art.
Life imitating art 2.
I don’t know…twins born on cat?
This reminds me of Little Women
I like this frame
Pompous art art.
In one of the salons.
The salons are my favourite rooms.
This is how I would decorate my house if Jamie let me.
If this was Harry Potter, they’d all be moving…
Salon sans Caitlin.
Salon avec Caitlin napping.
bebe.
GENIUS having a wedding at the AGO. so pretty.
I’m inspecting my other favourite salon.
My favourite painting in the entire AGO. I call her Florence. I bought a magnet of her.
Her pal…..Judy?
This reminds me of Man in the Iron mask
This painting is giant in real life – another one of my favourites.
As we left, a choir rehearsed the song that would be sung as the bride walked down the aisle…and I shed a single tear, knowing I had to leave because the AGO closes at 6….
We have just returned from an amazing weekend in Columbus Ohio, where we were lucky enough to celebrate the wedding of Jamie’s cousin, Liz and her new husband, Trent.
The wedding was gorgeous, the reception was very lively and went on into the wee hours of the morning and the entire weekend gave Jamie and I a chance to hang out with his family – something we don’t get to do very often and always ends up being super fun.
We didn’t get to see too much of Columbus, save for the Marriott where we stayed, the First Congregational Church where the ceremony took place and the beautiful Franklin Park Conservatory where the reception was held, but the church was beautiful, the Conservatory was a pretty cool, unique venue and the Marriott was…a Marriott.
Both drives, the one to Columbus and the one back, were harrowing journeys through pouring rain, and I’m happy to now be relaxing and watching football on my gigantic couch – I need all the rest I can get after all that dancing.
Ugly:
This concludes our 2012 wedding season and I’m kind of sad. I’ve been to more weddings this year than in my entire life and I’ve really had an awesome time at all of them…I’m going to miss them…
Awesome:
Loved celebrating something so personal and special with two lovely people and their lovely family.
Also – Looking forward to a fun girly Halloween hangout on Wednesday and a romantic getaway next weekend with Jamie for our 7th anniversary. Fun things!!!!
They’re here! The photos of the actual wedding have arrived!
Now that I look back at them I realize that potentially I was having such a good time I may not have stopped to take as many detailed shots as I should have, but what I do have, I love!
Kari and Will were married on May 19 at Chateau de Roussan in Saint Remy. That’s right, they got married in a castle. And it was just as incredible as you might imagine.
Although I didn’t capture as much as I should have in pictures, I’ll give you a brief play by play of the day. The guests arrived at the Chateau by way of a magnificent driveway lined with gigantic trees that appear to be hundreds of years old. At the Chateau, everyone mingled in the gorgeous lobby and on the grounds until we were ushered towards where the ceremony would take place. The chairs had been set up on this little plot of green garden beside the chateau. It had a stream running behind it which was home to swans. SWANS.
The ceremony was beautiful. It was very personal and their officiant, Karine, told the story of Kari and Will as if it was a fairy tale, using each of their unique perspectives to pepper the story with plenty of real life quotes and confessions. It was actually very entertaining to listen to, unlike several other wedding ceremonies I’ve heard (on TLC…). There were also readings from Will’s best man, Rory and Kari’s Maid of Honour, Laura.
After the ceremony, we took pictures in front of the Chateau and let Kari and Will go off to take their own pictures while the rest of us sipped on Pink Cava and stuffed our faces with amuse-bouches (which included mushroom, green bean and tomato mousse in shot glasses…YUM)
Then we filed into the reception area which was a lovely outdoor tent behind the Chateau with a dance floor and a French band that sang classic love songs and French diddys. We had a delicious dinner which was Kari and Will fancy (super fancy) and yummy dessert all the while being entertained and touched by speeches from various loved ones, a photo slideshow made by Kari’s sisters and a very sweet video made by the best man, Rory (with help from his lady, Brandy). They also played the shoe game where the Bride and Groom sit with their backs to each other, each holding one shoe from the Bride, and one from the groom. Then they are asked questions such as “who does more housework” and “who hogs the sheets” and they answer by raising the shoe of that person. It proves to be quite hilarious.
After lots and lots of wine, the dance party began with the traditional first dance between Kari and Will. They were so wrapped up in their own romance that they didn’t even notice the disco ball had been set to flash multicolour lights around at a much faster pace than the slow song they were dancing to. It was almost as special as when the French Band/ DJs played Michael Jackson’s “Thriller” during the throwing of the bouquet. These were my favourite wedding moments. The dancing went on laaaaaaate into the night, and I believe I can speak for everyone when I say the whole night was pretty awesome. Will and Brodie even performed an encore performance of their man dance. The icing on the cake, however, was the late night cheese table that came out with crackers and baguettes and every kind of cheese imaginable at around 2am.
Jamie and I rolled ourselves into bed around 5am, with our alarms set for 7. The next day, we would be racing to the airport to catch our flight to Barcelona, Spain.
Ugly:
Absolutely nothing. Except the sunburn I got yesterday but that has nothing to do with the wedding.
Awesome:
Everything about the wedding! It was so lovely and I feel so lucky to have been a small part of it. Thanks Will and Kari for asking us to be a part of your day (week)!!
Danica did Brandy and my hair because she is awesome!
A true professional.
At the ceremony!
Danica tries to escape the photo, while Ashley and Brodie embrace the picture.
Pretties!
Brandy is a knockout.
A schedule of events.
Will and Rory discuss man things.
Waiting for his lady.
Misha is ready to attack!
Cue the French music! The best man and Maid of honour arrive!
My jamie and a lovely bridesmaid.
He’s so dreamy.
Kari’s sister, Brittany and her husband, Zach.
The Bridesmaids are tearing up already.
The Men in Black.
First glimpse
Get the tissues!
That’s a good lookin family.
Kari is gorgeous.
tear.
Down in front.
I have a thousand of this picture. haha They are adorable!
Kari’s mom is also a babe.
Karine begins the tale…
I took pictures when I should have been listening to the story.
They were sneaking whispers in the back!
Rory performs his reading. Very sweet poem chosen by Will.
I believe it was called “Love is like a Dog”. Am I right?
Boys love weddings. This is le fact.
You can tell they were about to cry at any moment.
Karine is a funny woman.
LOVE.
Even grooms get itchy ears sometimes.
Laura performs her reading which was a lovely excerpt from Le Petit Prince.
She also did a very good job.
And then it was time for the good stuff.
Do you?
I do!
Does Misha? He does!
And they’re hitched!
The witnesses sign the paper in blood!
Emily looks too happy to have just signed in blood…
This makes it legal, folks.
KISSES!!
Post wedding pictures! This is the nice one.
But this is the natural one.
I snuck these pictures from a window inside the Chateau…
I don’t think I was supposed to see them. haha
Almost a jump picture!
Will’s Dad takes pictures from above.
The Ladies. I miss those gals!
Showing some leg…for better or for worse…badoomboom.
The gentlemen drinking their pink cava as gentlemen do.
The lovely English gals all gussied up!
Jeff catches me sneaking a photo!
Rory takes his first breather of the day (it seemed like)
Brandy mingles with the owner of the Provence Paradise cottages where we were staying, the lovely William.
My name looks so fancy here.
Brodie looks like he could blow at any moment.
Sparkly things!
The exact same picture except without Ashley’s soothing touch…
Fancy gals.
Jeff and Jen are beautiful!
Ashley is also beautiful…haha
Fire hazard.
Just the first course!
Signing the special book of sweetness.
The shoe game!!!
It was actually pretty funny.
Tooth inspector: You look like a chipmunk.
Suspicions confirmed.
First dance after the disco ball settled. aaaw.
So sweet.
Rory and Brandy give it a whirl
luuurve.
Brittany and Zach dancing up a storm.
Natalie before she started to bust a move.
LOVEBIRDS.
Gross, Mom, look away!
Super fun!
Chris and Danica are sweet.
We are disgustingly cute. haha
sleepy.
Brodie takes good pictures!
Another gem from Brodie. I believe this was after the mixed drinks started being served.
I just want to pinch their cheeks!
Preparing for the man dance! No captions to come…just experience it…
Jamie told me to pick the man dance song and I chose the fitting “Total Eclipse of The Heart” not realizing it’s 9 minutes long. Sorry guys. haha
You can’t see it very well, but Brodie actually climbed the castle here.
This is the last post before the Big One. The Big One of course refers to the post that documents the reason we were all in Europe in the first place – Will and Kari’s glorious nuptials.
But we had so much fun before the wedding, I must include it all!
So, our photos begin in Saint-Remy de Provence, the little town where we were staying. The cottages were a five minute walk from town, so we did a little exploring. Saint-Remy is famous because Van Gogh spent one year at the Saint-Paul Asylum in Saint-Remy and it ended up being one the most creative years of his life. He produced several of his best paintings there, including Starry Night and Self Portrait. I didn’t get to go in the asylum but a little bird told me it was a primary setting for the boys’ wedding photos.
Next on the agenda was a big group field trip where almost all the guests who were staying in Saint-Remy got on a big tour bus together and visited two local wineries lead by a real oneologist (wine expert man). We were taught how to properly sample wines like Frenchmen. Although we were also told to spit all the wine out which I’m pretty sure no one did. After becoming appropriately sloshed for the occasion, we were then bussed to Les-Baux-de-Provence which is a gorgeous fortress town built right into the Alpilles mountain range so it appears to be almost falling off the mountains. After exploring the castle town and getting lost in its mazes and buying what I thought to be a quaint and unique tin of cookies (until I saw the stores everywhere and realized it was a chain), we all went to dinner at L’Hostellerie de la Reine Jeanne. It was here that everyone thought to sample a sweet liquor and no one liked it but me. And thus I was left to do a little more sampling which was perfectly fine by me. Dinner was lovely, the company was awesome and the evening ended with an appearance by Will and Jamie’s alter-egos “The European Ascot Men”.
BEACH DAY! I was so excited for this day I could barely contain my beach excitement and it was well worth it. I love laying on beaches. It is my favourite. Because I am so paley pale most people assume I hate the sun, but in fact we love each other, I just have to get used to the sun before we hang out for an extended period of time. Cassis is like the glamourous beach-side condo life of the rich and famous. That’s what it feels like. I loved Cassis because of the views and the colours, I loved it for the little shop that sold $4 paninis and hamburgers (The least expensive food we had seen yet in Europe) and as Jamie and I went with Brandy, Natalie and Misha, the company was pretty awesome too. The beach is white, the ocean was blue. It was amazing. The end.
After Cassis was the Barchelor/Bachelorette Parties. The Bachelorettes were supposed to be meeting in our cabin, but as luck would have it, Brandy, Danica and myself were taken hostage by the restaurant employees where we were having dinner and we given costumes and shots of minty alcohol. Every time we attempted to leave, they would share with us another shot- this time a mix of apple juice and champagne. Delish. Needless to say, we go to our cottage with a group of 15 ladies who had started the party and were well into having a blast by the time we got there. To our surprise, the boys arrived shortly afterwards and the Bachelorette party turned into dance party for all. Once again, another epic European party was to be had. It was also the first time many of us had seen what was to become the infamous “Will and Brodie Man Dance”.
The next day was to be the last day of rest for everyone before the BIG day, so we played it cool with a delicious lunch in Saint-Remy (Do you SEE the size of that goat cheese??!!!) and some shoe shopping and pool resting to top it off. We had a nice little get together with everyone down by the pool and then it was time.
Ugly:
How pale I still was after being in Hot France for a week. Very evident at the beach surrounded by golden brown tater tots. (Don’t worry though, this subject will make an appearance in the “Awesome” category shortly).
Awesome:
Real vacation moments. Moments that mean I can never again say I’ve never been on a real vacation. Relaxing, exciting, never will get to do again moments.
And in non-Europe news, I get to go to Vegas to coordinate a video shoot in a couple weeks, so….fuuun! Probably won’t have any time for fun stuff as it will be all work, but just going is exciting to me!
Small Jamie boy in saint-Remy
Most giant omelette of all time
Haha French Twilight!
At the wine tour – we meet the grapes
It’s built right into the mountain. Like a home for Trolls.
CUTE ALERT!
This was the coolest room ever. Literally it was at a perfect cool temperature for the fermenting wine because it was built at exactly the right spot in the mountain.
MAGIC ROOM
You shall not pass!!!
Jamie sniffs a white.
Brandy performing the procedure.
The best part!
It looks like he’s spitting it out but he’s just sucking in air.
Brodie is King
Brodie is an Oakley model
Pretty fortress town
COOKIES!
I only got a couple of cookies because they were SPENSIVE.
Bonjour les biscuits!
Getting lost in the castle
One day, Simba, all this will be yours.
So excited for dinner!
Movie star face.
The delicious samples keep piling up as people realize they hate it.
And we’re off.
This veggie and phyllo appetizer was AMAZING
Jamie does his impression of me. INACCURATE.
Mirror tricks
Chocolate Mousse a-go-go
Uh Oh. Will transforms into European Ascot Man.
Oh lord, there’s another one!
Zay looov eachozah.
Amazing views of Cassis!
See me there in the mirror? yeeeeah I was there for realz.
The Ocean!
Stopping for nourishment
Misha wants a beer “thiiiis big”
Beach face.
Excited for sammys!
I can’t remember…shwarma in a bowl?
panini made with one big squished baguette. YUMMMM.
Delish $4 hamburger.
Beeeest Beach.
I love that umbrella.
Tater Tots.
There’s my future condo!
Jamie and friend (Jean-Pierre? Sorry!) swim in the ocean! It was foot numbingly cold.
Natalie the babe.
I’m paler than the beach.
Baywatch: Cassis
What a hunk.
It’s like my toenails are kryptonite to the sand.
I love salty beach hair!
The only non-bizarre photo from this restaurant. Steak!
Minty shot. Girls enjoyed, but it was too similar to Listerine for me.
Listerine cheers!
And then the employees brought us costumes….?
And turned on the disco ball….?
And started to play “American Music”….?
We loooooved it.
“Dancing Queen”
“YMCA”
Rap maybe?
The group of lovely gals we discovered when we got home!
aaaw
cheeyaws!
Kari begins the serenade
Voice of an angel.
Misha appears along with the other boys
This is when I impressed the Brits with my Coronation Street accents. Thanks Ken Barlow.
THIS PARTY IS A RAGER!!!!
BFFs.
Creepy yet seductive.
Unimpressed.
Brodie prepares for the “Will and Brodie Man Dance”
So we ran out of towels?! What?!
It begins…
This makes it look like everyone was dancing…but they weren’t.
The hunter captures its prey.
And then impresses its prey with its flexibility.
And then it climbs a wall.
And gets punched by a girl. Le fin.
Hmm. I recognize one of these people…
Shopping in Saint-Remy at this fantabulous store. If I was a millionaire and knew how to ship things, I would have bought everything.
gorgeousso.
tiny turquoise mushrooms? Is it Christmas?
I want this soooo badly.
Lunch. Goat cheese salad. That goat cheese is the size of a hockey puck! and it’s lightly melting…
Danica’s salad Ceaser style
Mozzarella salad…the tomatoes are still attached to the vine. That’s how fresh they are.
Europe post number 2! Bam Shabam! I’m excited because this post has pictures from some of my favourite places on the entire trip.
We left off with a crazy party where half the pictures were in fact too crazy to put on the interwebs. Next up: The quintessential southern France event, the market.
It must be said that the day we adventured in to a lovely antique/delicious food market it was so windy that the stalls were practically blowing away. Sometimes we would escape the wind by scuttling into a random store or art gallery that we may not have otherwise stumbled upon. So thanks, wind. But also damn you, wind. It was chilly.
We walked around looking at food mostly, but also jewelry and crafty things and pretty stuff. But I think the best parts of the market were the tiny skinny pedestrian streets that the stalls were set up in. It was such a dainty little part of town. The gals and I split from the boys for a while for fear hat they would cramp our market style, but we met up for a group lunch that will go down in history. I will only tell you this: Danica’s salad contained a secret ingredient. Which was alive.
After the market, we were lead up a mountain through narrow, dusty roads (meaning the road was barely big enough for our car, one side of the road ended with a cliff and the road was actually intended for two-way traffic) and we ended up in a very unique and interesting town called Rousillon which was named that because it’s red. Literally, the ground, the cliffs, the houses, the buildings, it’s all red. And very cool. It was there that Will introduced us to Lavender flavoured gelato. Most of us agreed that while it wasn’t necessarily bad, it reminded us too much of eating soap. But we appreciated Will’s effort. After we filled up on Rousillon’s street food (gelato and crepes) we then departed for YET another adventure.
Driving up the hill to Oppede-Les-Vieux, my energy level was around a 2. It had been a long and exciting day already and I was just wondering how long this next leg of our journey would take. As soon as we parked and started walking, I got my second wind. The more we climbed, the more I saw amazing views and little crumbling pieces of history. The village itself is still home to tons of people, many of whom are artists who sell their work in the little shops, so while you think you’re standing on the remains of an ancient chateau, you are also standing on someone’s lawn. The higher you get, any sense of village is left behind and you just walk up into the ruins of a chateau. There are no safety railings or staff on the very top of this windy peak, there’s just you, a crumbling castle and several fearless friends who scare the shit out of you by jumping effortlessly across death-defying drops to reach perfect photo-taking spots. Standing in the midst of a castle on the top of a towering hill surrounded by green forest was the closest I’ve ever felt to being Maid Marian. And that was wicked.
Ugly:
The little creature nestled inside one of Danica’s endive leaves.
The “mistral winds” of southern France which apparently come and go quickly and fiercely and help maintain the famous climate Provence is known for. We called it “menstrual winds” and then giggled a lot.
Awesome:
Oppede-Les-Vieux was one of the only places in the world I’ve ever been where I felt very unconfined. Sometimes you feel secluded or peaceful because there’s the illusion that you’re all by yourself, but most of the time you know it’s just a perception and 5 minutes away there are signs of civilization. In this place, you could look around you in all directions and see evidence that you were alone on top of a mountain.
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At the windy market!
trying on fancy jewelry!
Some famous French windows.
Brandy stands in the sun tryng to soak up the warmth.
Church in the market square
Olives!!!
Jamie is a hungry boy.
SO CREEPY.
Am I dreaming? Sadly, we did not see a mime.
Walking through the Red Rousillon
Eveyone who knows me will know I must have warm lighting and decor at all times. Heaven.
Brandy smells les fleurs.
Bride and Groom, Kari and Will stand like celebs for the paparazzis.
Another sneaky photo of Misha!
Misha and Natalie: cutest husband/wife photography team ever.
chasing Rory and Danica through town.
The gang
I enjoy the one kid in front of the door.
Would you look at that?!
Illegal?
The dream team.
Rory matches the scenery.
Jamie, Kari and Will. Practically all roommates.
I would say this was the infamous lavender gelato but it’s not purple enough.
The first view at Oppede-Les-Vieux.
Just taking it all in.
Boom. Jump picture.
Kari will tell you she started taking jump pictures before me. This is a lie.
Although they do seem to be quite experienced.
Who smells better?
CUTE.
This plant is famous.
Stopping for a pee break at the café
Supermodel pensive.
Supermodel pensive.
The spell is broken.
I kept trying to order this drink called Pac and Perrier after this day because it was so good but no one else had it.
This is before all our second winds.
Cool tree.
Misha follows a gremlin into the cave.
Supermodel!
Gah the menstrual winds messed with the hair!
Everybody is supermodelling!
angels.
This was also the day I ripped my jeans open climbing the ruins. hahaha
CUTE!!
Guarding the castle.
Guarding the castle artistically.
This guards looks less confident about guarding the castle.
Waiting for a bus.
It’s late.
Almost at the top!
Jump picture on a mountain!
awkward face, cool hair
Better face, bad hair
Big bear and little bear climb out of the forest.
The big bear will always protect his young.
In his element. Climbing and jumping around rocks.
Shablam. Juliet.
It’s like Brandy is a fairy.
King of the castle.
Supermodel what!
Rory speaks to God.
He is touched by an angel.
Rounding up the troops.
Lovebirds in their extremely high nest.
Found a bug.
This is where Bilbo lives. We said holla.
Bilbo Baggins.
In a cave. Jamie explaining science.
Explaining the theory of relativity.
Explaining gravity.
So dreamy.
Shadow dance!
Oh hi, Sir. I’m just doing a photo shoot on your front porch, hope you don’t mind.
I’ve actually been back for about a week now but my brain couldn’t handle the thought of blogging yet. We took approximately 2000 photos over a 3 week period! And now I’ve gone through and edited them slightly (because although some might be boring to you, I’m using this blog to keep them forever in the cyberspace so you can just deal) and I’m breaking up my trip posts into tiny sections so as to not post thousands of photos at a time.
Also, I’m providing a bit of detail in reference to the pics but not as much as I would if you took me out for Sangria and asked me about my trip. This is because right now I feel like I’m one of those people everyone hates who comes back from an amazing trip and literally talks of nothing but their life-changing trip for the next 6 months. So if you actually want me to tell you all about it, take me out for Sangria, otherwise I’m giving the Cole’s Notes.
It begins: We get to France. Woo! We traveled with our dearest pals Chris and Danica on the plane from Toronto to Paris and on the train from Paris to Avignon. We then picked up the rental car and drove to Saint-Remy de Provence where we arrived in our humble abode for the next week.
When we got to the cottages, at first we thought we were in the wrong place as this seemed to be conveniently located to all the town amenities. We assumed that in order for a quaint cottage to be quaint it had to also be far away from everything, hidden in a forest or a field of sunflowers or something. As it turned out all the groomsmen (save for one who had not yet arrived) and their ladies were sharing a cottage that completely exceeded all of our expectations and completely lived up to it’s title of “quaint cottage in the South of France” whilst being close to the town, market, butcher, etc. which was very convenient.
The day after we arrived, we somehow managed to get up early to go for a run where we encountered an amazing view and a herd of sheep and one goat. After our run, the bride and groom (Kari and Will) took us to a gorgeous little village called Séguret where we had lunch at delicious restaurant in the sky, Le table du Comtat. This is where we first got the impression our week would be filled with bizarre and delicious food made to Kari and Will’s very high standards. The food was delicious and the view was amazing. On the way back, the second car left without us because we were taking too long photographing the village. Close your eyes and picture the South of France. If you’ve never been there, you probably picture the fairy tale version. That’s what Séguret was. The exact village inside your head.
That evening, more of Kari and Will’s friends arrived (they were staying in separate cottage next door). We decided to have everyone over for a get to know you party which will go down in history as being the best European party I’ve ever been to (Except the wedding reception of course!). I know a lot of people who like to travel and who have been very lucky to find themselves in many corners of the word from time to time, but I don’t know many who were lucky enough to experience these places with a big group of their best friends. And that’s how the party happened.
Ugly:
Surprisingly, I thought the Ugly list would be longer like I would be extra miserable about normal life things when I got back, but to be completely honest, lots of good things have happened since I got back and even though I’m back at work and not in France, I feel good. I genuinely understand the complete necessity for vacations now. They’re not just for funsies. They’re for your mental health.
Awesome:
Getting to relive memories by sorting through all these pictures! I’m sure I’ll be sick of them soon, but now I love it. Also, gelato. Gelato is awesome.
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Chris and Danica on the train to Avignon!
First spotting of “France Trees”
Arriving at the Cottages!
The owner, William, collects antiques and decorates the cottages with them!
Brandy and Danica on the way to Séguret!
There are lots of roundabouts in Europe. Did you know?
Looking up to the village in the mountains.
Beginning the climb to Le Table Du Comtat
This was one of two overcast days on the trip.
Crazy grass waterfall thing
Jamie shows off his good posture.
Look how high up we are!
Le Table Du Comtat!
Sadly, I only captured dessert, but it gives a picture of how the other courses looked.
Rory, Jamie and Chris
My first Espresso in Europe. tear.
Bromance in France.
un chat.
cute!
First jump photo in Europe! (Don’t worry there are a million)
Evidently, Danica thinks France is boring.
She will be punished.
An epic party begins with a fire.
Will is very proud of his fire.
Photographer, Misha get caught in a rare photo
Our friend the snail. No Escargot!
Brandy sips and stirs making a delicious concoction which will later spill all over the floor.
Master chef, Will assists.
Taste test.
Happy Kitchen!
Danica has sampled the punch.
Kari’s delightful English chums!
English gals are so proper and cute.
And then there are the Canadians.
Kari and her maid of honour, Laura.
Midnight yoga. Scissor pose.
Roof pose.
Lawnmower pose.
Child pose.
This is when the singing and music playing begins. Some of us just listen.
Like Misha. Misha listens.
This was around the time Jamie sang a personal rendition of “Under The Sea” from the Little Mermaid.
This post is so manly you won’t believe it. It’s so rugged and full of testosterone, if you read the whole thing at once, you may find yourself resembling Conan The Barbarian for the remainder of the day.
Just kidding, this post is about Weddings. And girly flowers and sparkly dresses and yummy decorative cakes. Fooled you.
Ok, here’s my secret. Some of my close friends know this about me but not many people do. I love weddings. I’m not in any rush to get married myself, and it’s not so much the romantic, binding yourself to another human being for the rest of your lives part that I love but there’s something I love about the actual event and all the little parts that go into it, like the venue, the decor, the flowers, the dress, etc. I think it has to do with my art department days in film school. You have a scene and it has to convey a certain meaning, but the director also has a mood or a colour or a theme that you have to adhere to and then you basically design what that scene will look like in the film. I think of weddings primarily in terms of their pictures. If I were a wedding planner, I would consider it identical to being a production designer except instead of creating what you see in the film, you’re creating what you see in the wedding pictures.
A while back, my friend Kate sent me a link to this amazing wedding blog, Style Me Pretty. Since then, I find myself going to this blog for fun, even though I am clearly not getting married any time soon. I think this is sad activity. But I tell myself it’s OK because one day I will follow my true calling and become a wedding planner. Just like Jennifer Lopez.
And now, to the point. Last weekend, I saw an ad for the Wedding Show at the Carlu at College and Yonge. I’ve never been to the Carlu before but have always been interested as I am a nerd and enjoy Art Deco style things and the Carlu is an event venue that has maintained it’s Art Deco architecture and decor all throughout it’s existence. Plus I wanted to see pretty, sparkly things and eat free cake. So I called up my friend, Kari, who is getting hitched in France in May and we head over to the wedding show which was actually incredibly cool. The crazy cakes and table settings and hats and stuff these people come up with are insane. I have great respect for anyone who can make a black, sparkly fake lobster look like it belongs on a formal table setting.
Ugly:
3D wedding photographs. Not cool. Not necessary. Why. Why. Why.
Awesome:
This lady who was playing piano and serenading us throughout the event. We loved her. She was a cutie. Also, so much free food and swag.
I got this pictures right before this angry woman yelled at me to not take pictures. Everyone else wanted me to take pictures.
So much cake. It was yummy as well as beautiful.
I was seducing ladies.
Kari is so dainty!
These shoes are made by a lovely English woman who hates Prince Charles.
This totally appeals to the librarian in me.
And the bohemian author in me.
And the fatty in me.
Just like Kari to flirt with the man giving out candy.
The Drake Hotel had a carnival themed display…mmm…
MMM…roasted vegetables. And I just noticed you can see us in the reflection. haha
Crazy chocolate ball towers were everywhere. Look delicious.
This man was good but very cheezy. And he would wink at you when you walked past.
Kari experiencing 3D Wedding photographs.
THE FUTURE IS HERE.
Cake shoes.
On a cake book.
This peacock cake was pretty crazy. Just like on Cake Boss.
Little homemade felt things for your wedding? Cute, but…why?
Felt foxes.
This hat/veil thing was ginormous.
DYNASTY!
The diamond necklace is special because it’s locked in a bird cage.
Giant art installation thing made of origami swans.
More candy.
I tried to pick this up to take the picture and it nearly all fell apart.
Fire hazard!
Tiny boxes for tiny things.
This was the best cake designer. And she was super hot.
She hand crafted these little birds out of modelling chocolate.
This is for a fairy wedding. In the forest.
With tree stump cakes.
I loved this caligraphy! Very Ralph Steadman.
The Goth table setting. Complete with sparkly, black lobster.