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The Starving Artist: Chapter 32: Burlet’s Do It!
February found me a lonely and uninspired creative person. I was grasping at straws, stuck in a rut. After 10 years of working towards something I’ve wanted to do for my whole life I was off track and...
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Fright Night In Terror Town
Yesterday I was dragging. I was tired. My eye bags were more like steamer trunks. I could say I don’t do Mondays, but that’s not it. You might say it’s the gloomy gray weather, but that’s not it...
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Be Your Nicest Self, Please
I am a huge advocate for being yourself. Being yourself is great! You don’t have to worry about remembering the lies you were telling by being that other person. You get to just be and do and live....
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The Starving Artist: Chapter 37: Here’s Gracie!
It has been 6 sparkly weeks that I’ve been attending Toronto School of Burlesque classes. That is 6 fun filled Sundays spent shaking, shimmying and sparkling. We practiced pulls, peels and...
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Weather Tis Nobler In The Mind To Suffer
Alright, so Summer has slammed Toronto like a Blue Jays winning streak. With weather warnings for extreme heat and torrential rain. I mean, last week we were in slogging through soggy spring and today...
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Spay Or Neuter Your Craft Drawers
My name is Melicious, and I am a crafter. I have always loved making something totally unique and special out of a pile of odds and ends. I glue, stitch and cauterize. My imagination running wild...
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Home For A Rest
Everyone was at the cottage this weekend…except everyone who wasn’t. This long weekend in the Big City we celebrated for 3 days straight… and if I was honest, the Thursday night too. Usually on long...
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The Starving Artist: Chapter 41: Crafternoon Delight
This weekend was a beautiful one. The weather was clear and hot. The air was fresh, filled with all the smells of summertime. The din overcome with the sound of laughter and music. The drum circle...
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The Starving Artist: Chapter 43: Tale Of Two Gloves
I love sunny Saturdays. Especially if there is a garage sale involved. Now, as a poor starving artist, I don’t have the capability to walk into a store and purchase all those special details a showgirl...
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You Are Not Alone, I Am Here With You
Have you ever had the feeling that you were all alone? That all those little things around you, you thought you could control, you can’t. Maybe your skin feels itchy and like it’s a size too big. Well,...
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