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We took a trip to Montreal a couple of weeks ago and visited our old apartment. We lived there seventeen years ago. Where has the time gone?
This is what I looked like when I lived in Montreal. Yes, my hair is actually blond.
My parents came to visit so we were showing them Old Montreal.
The photo below is when we were on a road trip to Prince Edward Island. We stopped in Montreal and took a photo on our old stoop.
It feels like I blinked and here I am.
We made the five and a half hour trip to see the Thierry Mugler exhibit at the Museum of Fine Arts.
This was taken just outside the exhibit. Do you recognize the music icon painted on the building in the background?
Thierry Mugler Exhibit
The show was spectacular. It included a hologram from a production of Macbeth where Thierry Mugler designed the costumes.
It unbelievable what they can create with technology now.
Some of the above outfits were used in videos by George Micheal and David Bowie.
Thierry Mugler was a trained dancer born in France. His admiration of the human body is evident in his designs.
“Fashion is beautiful, 3-D art on a human being.” – Thierry Mugler
He drew his inspiration from nature and comic books and favored dramatic exaggerated silhouettes.
While we were exploring more of the galleries we stumbled across this painting that looks like the vintage Hawaiian maxi dress I was wearing.
Here is what the whole dress looks like…
It has a built in train!
We ended up walking so much that we had to make a quick run for some painkillers and popped into the closest Pharmaprix where I ran into my girlfriend!
Hello Mel! AKA Bag and a Beret
If that wasn’t enough there was a massive video of her too!
How cool is that?
One other cool thing we discovered in Montreal was this statue with a pug! Yes! A pug!
There was also a statue of a woman carrying a French Poodle.
This is the story…
On the South side corner of the tower, an Englishman, represented as a thin, elegant, pretentious man, wearing a grid pattern suit with a bow tie, firmly presses against his chest an English Pug and stares with condescendence at the Notre-Dame Basilica, symbol of the religious influence on the French Canadians. On the North side corner of the same tower, a Frenchwoman represented as a small, elegant, snotty lady, wearing a Coco Chanel suit, rubber zippered high heel shoe covers and an imitation Beret, firmly holds against her chest a French Poodle and stairs with discontent, at the Head Office of the Bank of Montreal, symbol of the English power. Both purebred dogs are attracted to each other but are kept by their masters to stay away and far apart.
This is what is inscribed on the statues…
A dashing looking English man, holding his pug, gives a superior stare at Notre-Dame Basilica, symbol of the religious influence on French Canadians.
210 feet away to the northern corner of the edifice, a woman in Chanel style suit, poodle against her, shoots an offended look to the Bank of Montreal’s head office, symbol of English power.
With their masters oblivious to each other, the two dogs on the alert already sniffed out the opportunity to unite.
Lastly I’m honored to be interviewed by Imogen from Inside Out Style Blog .
Be sure to click on the link above to read some of my stylish thoughts : )
I’m deep into preparation mode for an upcoming Vintage Clothing Show.
If you live in the Greater Toronto Area come down and say hi on Sept 28-29. I’ll be in the Enercare Centre at Exhibition Place.
I think my dog is going through a crisis. She tried to commit suicide not once but twice last weekend.
Last week we were lucky enough to be invited up north to cottage country in Muskoka. It’s the first time we’ve gone to Muskoka even though we’ve lived in Ontario for almost twenty years.
Muskoka is a popular vacation spot for many Hollywood A listers hoping to escape the rat race. Cindy Crawford was updating her Instagram recently from Muskoka on her annual summer trip. I think I saw her waving to me as I kayaked past.
Zoë (our spoiled pug) has never lived seaside, lakeside nor walked on a beach so we decided to broaden her horizons and take her with us. She isn’t accustomed to long car trips and was quite anxious on the three hour trip. Normally it’s a two hour road trip but since everyone and their dog (ha ha! literally!) head to the cottage on the weekend the traffic is insane.
The cottage and our hosts were wonderful. We received the full “cottage life” experience including; dining al fresco, kayaking and canoeing, a big bonfire with s’mores, a boldly painted sunset and a night sky bursting with so many glittering rhinestone stars they made me dizzy. It was straight off a postcard!
My Dog Tried To Commit Suicide
It was fabulous right up until my dog tried to commit suicide.
I’m sure some of the other guests at the cottage thought I was being a helicopter Mom as I was too nervous to let Zoë go off leash. It’s been my experience with past pugs they sometimes wander off and I didn’t want to risk Zoë disappearing into the Muskoka forest to live out the rest of her days with beavers.
By day two I was starting to feel over protective of the pug and decided to allow her off leash while keeping an eye on her. She was happy to be free and was excitedly running around sniffing everything like it was Christmas morning, so many new smells! So little time.
Splish Splash Pug
Three of us were standing near the end of the dock chatting when we heard a large splash. We turned around to see the pug had jumped off the end of the dock and was paddling as fast as her little legs would take her, desperately trying to keep her head above water. The sheer terror in her eyes and the panic on her face said it all. She needed help.
Pugs are notoriously bad swimmers as it is difficult for them to keep their flat noses above the waterline. With no time to waste Robert plunged fully clothed into the water to rescue her. It was all quite dramatic! Both the husband and the pug looked like drowned rats afterwards.
We still don’t know if she jumped, slipped or simply couldn’t see properly and walked off the end of the dock into the deep lake below. Needless to say it scared me half to death and I feel like I aged five years in five minutes.
We’re all still smiling so there’s that.
Suicide Attempt #2
I thought Zoë’s troubles were over for the day after that bizarre event. We made our way back home and on our walk that evening, totally out of character, Zoë wiggled out of her collar and leash and raced over to confront a well known psycho Dalmatian that lives in our neighbourhood. This dog is more vicious than Cujo. It was total mayhem trying to grab Zoë back. The Dalmatian was ferociously baring all of its teeth and snarling like a possessed demon while lunging at the little pug barely out of reach. I’m sure it looked like something from an episode of Mr. Bean, one small dog running back and forth barely escaping the rabid dog’s jaw. Zoë wasn’t even barking, she was just taunting the other dog. I was relieved the woman with the Dalmatian was able to hold onto her dog.
We eventually captured Zoë and after my panic finally died down I reflected on her strange behavior. I decided that she must have a death wish. She is the same age as I am in dog years, fifty-three and is now considered senior for a dog. I had to ask her… are you having difficulty coping with aging?
What’s Your Problem? Aging Getting You Down?
She claimed she didn’t give a damn about getting older, all she wanted was a treat and an ear scratch.
Ah, simple pleasures.
Just a treat and an ear scratch can improve one’s perspective dramatically, no matter what kind of a day you’ve survived.