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HALLOQWEENs at the Royal Ontario Museum

Mary and proddy at the Royal Ontario Museum

Mary HALLOQWEEN

Produzentin HALLOQWEEN

HALLOQWEEN!

HALLOQWEEN!

The ladies have been cunchin’ around all summer & so we decided to do HALLOQWEEN at The Beaver.
Next year, in 2014, we’ll be back with Hotnuts.

It’s Hallo! It’s Qween! It’s HALLOQWEEN.
So excited. SUCH FUN!

Performances by Mikiki and Fay Slift
Hosted by Mary Messhausen
Djs Colin Bergh and produzentin

Saturday, October 29, 10:30pm
The Beaver
1192 Qween St. W.

Door: El Bear Ho
$5 cover

Rockin’ That Cliff

So, I spent the last weeks at a cottage north of Toronto. I thought I had to get out of the city for some time. And can you imagine, I did not even have access to the interwebz?! Honestly, I do not know how the peoples survive up there.

After awhile, I got into the cottage life style: Get up. Have some bubbly. Swim away your hangover. More bubbly. Visit your friends by boat. Have a morsel to eat for din din. Have a drink. Socialize. Have more drinks. Pass out on the patio of your newly found friends. Wake up in the morning with no recollection on how you got home.

It was one of those days when I set out for a special cruise.
Be sure to check out the short clip at the end of the post.

Dress by the one and only Prancey Girl.


Boarding with da Veuve.


The map was supposed to show me the way to the cliff pirates.


Finally, I was on the boat & on my way. Fun. Fun. Fun.


Ok. This was not all fun. But a lady knows her way up.


The reward for reaching the top. Me and my best friend, Veuve.
Pure joy. You know I like to pop a cork or two.


Striking a couple of poses on top of the cliff: The one-legged harlequin.


Uhhhh, the fresh breeze up my dress felt so good. I wanted more.


Hasch mich.


Another cliff pose: Becoming a tree.
Now, I really need to cool off…


Watch out lake: Here comes Proddy.


Caught in the act.


I felt like a chipper fish in the water.


Hanging off da cliff.


Fizzy sensation downstairs.


Like a water nymph.


Air mattress to the rescue.


Total chillaxation.

For extra pleasure: loop the big splash below.

Pepsi Deluxe Snow Day

It’s been awhile since a soft drink company contacted me to do an ad campaign (as the Pepsi Jazz and Coca Cola Blāk jingles were such a success). So I was very happy when Mary Messhausen came back from the motherland with the new south east Asian pop sensation, Pepsi Deluxe.

Today, heaven pumped out another load of the white stuff. To take advantage of the virgin snow, we took our Pepsi Deluxe juices to the toboggan run. When Mary and me got to the top of the hill, we saw little Ella frolicking in the white desert. To gain her trust, we pulled her around the slopes for one hour before running off with her toboggan.

And so, the photo shoot began.
Watch us go down and bump the wood.

Pulling Ella

We gained Ella's trust

Lovin' those Pepsi Deluxe juices

On a slide

Huuiiiiiiihhhhh, Mary's still smiling

Total disaster

Where are we?

Mmmmh. Right here. Just Fine.

Pepsi Deluxe
We love the Strawberry & Cream and the Creme Caramel flavours

More pictures of our Snow Day on flickr

Mary’s trench coat by Alexander McQueen
Nail polish by Bernhard Willhelm
Perfume M by Mariah
Photos by Oliver

Owls on a Raft

Mary Messhausen and I needed some time off. So when our gingerheaded photographer friend Kyle offered to take us to his cottage right by the water, it sounded like the perfect opportunity to leave the busy city behind.

When we arrived at the cabin we found that run-down raft laying by the lakeside. In a heartbeat we hopped on the makeshift vessel. After the first excitement wound down and the fishing was done, we totally chilled out on the raft. So chilled out that we fell asleep.

After what must have been at least an hour we woke up and could barely see the coast. We felt like the biggest gaytards ever.

Watch the desperation unfold after the jump.

Photos by Kyle Tryhorn. Mary’s dress by JOFF.

Fishing
Fishing is fun

Look what we got
Chasing rainbows

Owls on a Raft
Owls on a raft, before the nap

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The Tiny Pony and Me (tiny)

On my trip to Dildo I saw this turbo cute pony eating away its lunch on a front yard. I wanted to get my picture with the little bugger immediately. My stylists rang the doorbell of the owners. Sure enough they happily agreed to the quick photo shoot.

Now, back in Toronto, I’m a bit sad because I forgot the name of my tiny friend.

Always hungry, just like me
Friendly. Always eating. Just like me.

Wanted to bite my hand
Surprised. The pony wanted to bite my hand.
It made very sudden head movements. I had to be extremely careful.

Hugging
Happy. Hugging the pony. What a catch.

Angry shit
Angry. I had to wash my shoes off of the pony excrements.

Earlier:
At the Dildo Interpretation Centre
One Day in Dildo
On the Discovery Trail