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friday favourites 09.08.13

image of the week
well hello boys and girls and welcome back to friday favourites!

i don't know why, but whenever i imagine myself saying that, i hear it in this really exaggerated voice that always strikes me as creepy. i think i'm beginning to see why children don't like me as a general rule. it's not that i act creepy around them, but they can immediately tell that there's something horrifically wrong with me. adults like to think that makes me "eccentric" or "a character". children can tell it just makes me the kind of thing that should probably be avoided.

but you're all adults and don't know better... [cue evil laugh]

i have to say that this week has fairly flown by. it seems like just yesterday i was typing up a friday favourites, but the calendar dictates that it was exactly a week ago.

which means it's once again time for...

good news :: things i can't make up from around the internet

have you ever tried to imagine how to construct a building that was really, really different from most? many have done more than imagine.

the fight to end gang violence is a priority here in montreal. enough of a priority that it's apparently kosher that the police are renting space from drug dealers in order to deal with the problem.

talk to your children about rape prevention. start with these important tips for your sons.

dear assholes on twitter: you can run but you can't hide.

bell canada is behaving badly? surely you jest.

picture the innocence of a child playing with a doll. now prepare to have that image wiped from your brain forever and to spend the next week sleeping with a knife under your pillow.

musical notes

i'm headed out this evening to enjoy the monthly romp in nostalgia and cider that is post-punk night at the casa del popolo. and if you're in montreal, you should definitely consider joining in. personally, i would love to hear this track, which is one that apparently gets associated with me a lot, since i made a point of incorporating it a lot when i would do dj sets. [sorry there's an ad first...]



something i learned this week

there is a massive difference between moderate pain relief and no pain relief.

for the last few weeks, i've been taking a cortisone prescription to deal with my continuous and distracting neck pain. however, you can't just keep taking cortisone indefinitely [or even longer term], so now i have to go back to trying to treat myself with anti-inflammatories and muscle relaxants, which have never worked on me for more than an hour or so.

worse yet, a recent x-ray has confirmed that i suffer from a condition that i'll just call "shitty neck syndrome". basically, i have osteo-arthritis in [or between] three of my cervical vertebrae. and that means... i should learn to deal with pain. because the only thing that helped a little is something that's desperately unhealthy to take over the long term.

goal for the coming week

ahem. i totally failed at getting the first section of my book edited, so we're just going to roll that over into this week. also, i want to get the second section started as well. because i can't let myself continue to fall behind, even if the deadlines are self-imposed.

i'll admit, too that i'm hoping to check out the newly launched marc jacobs cosmetic collection at sephora. yes, it's very easy to get swept up in the marketing and publicity surrounding a launch and there really hasn't been this kind of hype around a new product line since tom ford started out with his line of lipsticks a few years back, but this is a pretty big deal and it does seem to have some pretty interesting products.

i'll just put this out there: it reminds me a lot of nars. whether it's the cheeky names, the pop culture references, or the juxtaposition of everyday and dramatic shades, the nars shadow looms large over this collection. add to that the fact that the two lines are priced around the same level [in the u.s., since canadian prices are unfairly elevated] and you have a very interesting head to head. the line was developed with jacobs' oversight and participation and the products are made by lvmh, the parent company of brands like guerlain and givenchy. it's also the parent company of sephora, which will be the exclusive retailer for the collection.

so yeah, it might not rank up there with curing cancer, but i have checking out and hopefully grabbing a "souvenir" of this collection as a goal for the coming week.

follow-up and shameless self-promotion

well, the most popular post on the blog this week was "crazy etiquette", which leads me to believe that i should probably bring back "mental health mondays" on a more regular basis. so stay tuned, hopefully i can find a way to get some proper research done and post some interesting pieces. in the meantime, don't hesitate to consult the archives.

kitteh of the week



this is actually a bit of a teaser for what's coming on the blog, but as you can see, seth's verdict on urban decay's new revolution lipsticks was that they are magically delicious. stay tuned to find out if i agree.

this week's image of the week was sent to me from more like space friend martin rouge. someone needs to tell me how i can get those shoes, immediately.

thanks for reading!

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