Posts tagged wakestock
Booty booty bounce, bikini baby BLOG.
Aug 15th
Today’s blogpost is brought to you by the letter B and the number 8 (because an 8 sort of looks like a B).
If you were paying attention to my Twitter feed or my blog posts last weekend ( hyaw, hyaw, hyaw and hyaw) you may have experienced Wakestock with me in real time…
Or maybe, unlike some people, you’re able to detach yourself from the internet for more than 5 minutes and you missed the whole dang thing because you were busy living life like a real live human. Well laaaah dee dah, Fancy McFancersons.
It’s all good. The highlight reel is often better than the real thing anyways. Between my HDs and my noggin, I’ve got enough material to write another TEN posts about Wakestock 2010 but alas, I’ve amassed enough material about random life stuffs over the past 6 days to write twenty more and I’m not made of BLOG, puppykins!
I need an intern to keep up with all of this living if I want to post about it. HEY KIDS! Want to come do my homework so that I can spend more time doing stuff like this?
I’ll pay you in smiles. (I get them free from McDonald’s)
Regard – the last installment of my BWakestock 2010 blog series – ze BIKINI CONTEST VIDEO. (Safe for work, unless you work with children… or hardcore feminists):
I experienced a wee bit of cognitive dissonance producing that video. It was like one step forward for hot chicks and two rump-shaking steps back for smart chicks.
I’m not saying that you can’t be smart and hot, but I know how hard it is to be taken seriously as a brainy babe after you’ve been baring it all on stage.
I saw a lot of my 19-year-old self in those girls, and as both a progressive feminist and a bona fide perv-bot, I was conflicted. On the one hand, I was irked by the way these girls were being paraded about like specimens having their body parts publicly critiqued. On the other hand… *fwap fwap fwap*
Whatever. I’m tired of waxing feminitical. That’s what gender studies courses are for. Laurenoutloud.com is for all of that Nizzly brain spazzage the academic types don’t get – like this precious road trip moment with Casie and I making some new friends that Carly captured:
Annnnd speaking of new friends, big ups and maddest of thanks to all of the fine folks who helped make last weekend possible for the Wakestock Party Girls.
First and foremost, Jonathan – on-the-ball house daddy, patient cat herder, and general purveyor of brilliance – I can’t thank you enough, so please watch this sparkly animated thank you .gif for as long as you feel is appropriate.
Allison, please watch this .gif for a long, long time as well. You are an effing gem. This weekend wouldn’t have been half as great as it was without the artist passes and golf-cart choo-choo shuttle. Walking is for the proles.
Guy, your gorgeous Zeugari swimsuits were a hit everywhere we went. Pretty and comfy. Thankyou thankyou THANKYOU for making sure we had the hottest beachwear on site.
And of course, The Blondetourage: Casie, Raymi and Carly.
Going to Wakestock with a group of hot babes beats going with a bunch of jocks any day of the freakin’ week. Some of the coolest girls I’ve had the pleasure of hanging with in a long time. Can’t wait for our next adventure!
I stole that photo from Raymi. There are way more from the trip on her blog. Figs, too. And wine…
OMG LOOK! A SNAIL! A REAL SNAIL IN A REAL SNAIL SHELL!
This was exciting for me. I’ve never seen one before.
Am I a city slicker now?
-Ms. Lau
Bands Bands Bands & Blogosaurus Rex [viddies!]
Aug 10th
Hey.
Not in a superblogolicious mood right now, sorry.
I wish I were because there’s soooo ding much to write about, but I am le tired of writing so I crunched some videos instead. Meet our gay dinosaur mascot. We found him chilling in the closet at the loft – just sitting there all by his lonesome, not so much as a dust bunny in sight. Kind of spooky.
We named him Blogosaur.
He’s still in my purse. Is it weird that this is the second plastic dinosaur I’ve found this year, dubbed “mascot”, and carried around for a length of time? I’m pretty sure they’re both from the dollar store too.
My J-School cronies will know what I’m talking about. I still have that purple diplodocus in my room from that little science fair at NCB. What did we call him again… Anybody?
Last night, I drove from my place in Toronto to my parents’ house (my REAL home) 3.5 hours down the highway when I learned that my new computer had arrived in the mail because I seriously couldn’t wait to touch it. Also, because my apartment looks like a storage unit right now (in the process of one roomate moving out, one roomate moving in – clusterfrickland) and it’s getting really hard to breathe in there. Bad energy. Ew.
I’ve been working all day. Work work working like a busy little bee. Remotely, though – from a farm town you’ve probably never heard of in Southwestern Ontario.
Look! Above this sentence! I met Public Enemy on Saturday before they performed at Wakestock, and that was awesome. A lot of cool people have graced me with their famousness over the past couple of months, but nothing can top shaking the hand of Mr. Drayton. I don’t even want to type his stage name because I hate the way that word looks without a ‘u’ in it.
j/k.
FLAVOR FLAAAAAAAV!
Now here are some of dose derr videos I told you aboot from my Youtube channel. You should subscribe or something, if you’re into that. I’m starting to be.
PUBLIC ENEMY:
ALEXISONFIRE:
USS:
YOUR MOMMA:
Wait. No. I was going to put a slaggy lady here for comedic effect, but I’ve changed my ways.
MR. T:
Love,
ZzzZzzZzz…
Guest Blogger: Batman O’Nizzle
Aug 8th
Hi kids,
Batman here.
This morning, I went out for breakfast with the Blondetourage and drank lots and lots of coffee out of a sweet little cup.
I did not steal this cup.
I did not steal this cup.
I did not steal this cup.
Batman doesn’t steal restaurant china. Only hearts.
Post-caffeination, I met up with my friend Superman in the children’s clothing section at a Zellers in Collingwood.
It was Sunday and we didn’t feel like fighting crime, so we hit up Wakestock with some of our hot friends instead.
Little did I know that I’d meet a FRICKIN’ SHARK backstage.
I ate his gummy FACE OFF and it was DELICIOUS. Ha.
Batman = 1. Gummy Shark = 0.
I watched some sweet bands play on the mainstage, too…
Then I met a cute dog and took a picture with it – obvs.
I saw lots of great dogs, actually… and a snail too. WITH A SHELL.
But I’ll write more about that a different day.
Batman’s got to be at work for 8:00 a.m. tomorrow morning – chilling at the Daily Planet with my boy Clark.
You know how I roll.
Love Always…
A very Wakestoked Photoblog
Aug 7th
Hey Dudes,
I don’t have a lot of time to write – we’re headed off to Wakestock Day 2 in about somethingty minutes, but I wanted to throw up some photos from yesterday first.
I’m having a muthavuggin’ blast. The blondetourage I’m rolling with has restored my faith in girl kind. It’s so nice to hang with other chicks who are as addicted to their gadgets as I am.
You should see this loft right now. It’s a mess of laptops, cords, gizmos, makeup, candy, bikinis and happy.
Check out our CRIB:
Annnnd some photos:
More? Follow the Tweetfeed, duuuuh. Or check out Raymi’s flickr – there are about a kajillion.
LOVE!
WAKESTOCK VLOG # 1
Aug 6th
Love us, because we love you. And follow us, because we follow you. *creepy face*
@laurenonizzle @casiestewart @raymitheminx @carlyannefairlie
BLONDETOURAGE FTW!
-L
Photoblog: Metric Concert & Bikini Fittings
Aug 5th
Sometimes, I think that I should write a book about my life and all of the crazy, wicked, horrible, magnificent and extreme things that happen to me – and then I’m like “oh yeah, I have a blog.” This is my book. A work in process with no finished product.
My life may not yet be be terribly significant, and it sure the heck isn’t an easy life, but it’s interesting nonetheless. Keeps me entertained. Exhausted. Elated when I’m not pulling my hair out on the edge of a rooftop.
Enjoy the show, kids.
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Last night, Samsung Electronics brought the Canadian power-pop darlings back to town for a FREE show outside Union Station to promote their new Galaxy S Smartphone.
Because my friend Casie is a reallybigdeal, we got in VIP styles and stood in the front row where we could take sweet close-up pics and dance dance dance.
Dancedancedance just like Emily Haines we did, ’cause that’s how we roll.
If you saw three blonde girls jumping in front of the stage amidst a bunch of sweaty camera dudes, that was us (a casie, a me, a kate killet makes threeee!)
CTV’s Kris Abel wrote about the moment that, as he so correctly puts it, gave us “perma-grins for the rest of the night.”
[Haines] was in constant motion, finding new perches about the edge of the stage to offer smiles of delight, to strike poses of enjoyment and at several points to set off to walk outside the stage itself, exploring and looking for the nooks and crannies where audience members had squeezed into just to the see the concert. She approached three girls who were leaping and screaming beside me and shared a moment of “crazy eyes” with them that gave them perma-grins for the rest of the night.
WOAH!
Here are some pics from the 45-minute show + a little viddy I sniped with Midge (yeah… I named her. Don’t judge.):
Sorry about the audio there… Midgey isn’t so great with loud noises. Teresa, on the other hand, is a gem when I hook her up to an external mic – but I didn’t have room for both of the digidivas in my boombox bag.
Yes, it really plays music, No, I didn’t get it in Toronto (Vancouver), and Mayyyybe I took that picture with my Blackberry at work when I caught it glistening beside the police scanners from the corner of my eye. Sometimes, a thing of beauty strikes you and it’s necessarly to take a phone-to right then and there…
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I’m not even going to apologize for the sweaty concert hair. Why the frick should I?
After the Metric show, Casie and I met up with Carly and Raymi at Guy’s place to try on about 100 swimsuits between the four of us. I’m not even exaggerating. He had bags and bags and bags of them. He showed us a gorgeous animal print number he made for Kim Kardashian but it was too big in the junk for any of us to wear, bwahaha.
We each walked away with four gorgeous Zeugari suits to wear this weekend. I must refrain from spilling mustard all over them *fingers crossed*
I’m in love with all of the suits – all 16 of them. Frick, Wakestock is going to be insane.
My mom isn’t going to be happy about those pictures being on the internet.
“But maaaahm, they’re BATHING suits, not underwear! It’s summertime JEEZ.”
The nautical look will be the most fun to wear since we’ll have little sailor hats to match, but I’m most excited to rock this puppy:
I’ve got to rush of to the mall now for some nude wedges. Then it’s GTW – Gym, (spray)Tan, WAXING. Ai yai yai! I was going to get a pedi too, but I’ve simply run out of time. Forunately, we’ve got a chalet at Blue this weekend and you know what that means…
…or something along those lines.
Peace, love and carrot juice.
Leelee
Timas, Diplo, Monokini: the awesome & hilarious digest for july 25th 2010
Jul 26th
Me: *grumble grumble* Can I add “lame” to the awesomehilarious post today? Just this once?
You: “No you can’t, because the whole darn thing is about maintaining a positive attitude in the face of adverrrsity or something stupid and idealistic like that. Remember?”
*sigh* Frick.
Let’s start with “hilarious” then…
- Getting slapped with a $220 towing fee + a $60 ticket after my car mysteriously disappeared from the street. Apparently, I was partially obstructing some crochety old loosah’s driveway with the nose of my car. This would have been a “c’est la vie! live and learn! at least I still have legs!” moment had I not already been towed 3 times this year and running late for work.It’s not cute, it’s not funny, it’s not blonde - this stuff is expensive and it’s holding me back from doing better things with my hard-earned cash.I normally try not to refrain from using off-colour language on my blog, but my word am I angry! BEIGE Toronto’s lame parking rules, EGGSHELL the surly tow truck driver and TAUPE this overpopulated city’s lack of spaces to park.Adding insult to injury, when I got to work and tried to park in the lot that usually charges me $10, I was asked for THIRTY because there were “lot of special event in city today” – so I drove down the road and paid 20$ instead. *grumble grumble*
From this point on it’s mostly awesome. Outside of parking woes (and some surrious sleep deprivation) life’s been pretty gravy lately:
- Friday’s TIME Festival at Sound Academy. Y’all know I love me some dubstep, right? My week was already jam-booked but I could NOT pass up a chance to see Diplo spin in my backyard so I scored some last minute tix and danced my face off until 5a.m. I made a video, too… one of my buddies grabbed the camera at some point and shot me shaking my thang (thanks MP!). Please don’t mind the falling down shorts or the sweaty blonde mop on my head.
- The Toronto Independent Music Awards were earlier that night, and that was fantastic as well. Got a chance to chat with so many sweet local bands / rappers / singers / rockstars. Still processing videos from the event for work (when I’m not at other work), but I dooo have this picture of yours truly interviewing m’boy Sean Ward – TIMA host / blogger / comic artist / vlogger extraordinaire:
- This article on the top 5 web pranks ever pulled by moot and the 4chan gang = also awesome.
- I ordered my new laptop last night
Did I go Mac or PC? All will be revealed in due time my friend, but I WILL tell you this – my new baby has been custom engineered with an i7 processor, 6 Gigs of RAM and a whole TERABYTE of storage on the HD. She looks dammmmn good too - hilarious: I’ve come close to buying this dress three times now, but after seeing no less than 5 girls rocking it around the city have decided that I just can’t do it.
As much as I adore it (and I do – so, so, so much) I just can’t stomach shelling out for something that everyone else has. I’m not one for uniforms. Jeez, you’d think Douglas Coupland could have designed more than ONE dress for his roots collection.
- awesome: The Cotton Candy T monokini by Zeugari. Actually, EVERYTHING by Zuegari. Maybe, just maybe, you’ll see me rocking one of these masterpieces at WakeStock…
Yummy. - Signing a lease for my shiny sweet apartment – FINALLY! I’ve been living in Toronto now for over 2 months – I figured it was time to put my name on a piece of paper and unpack my bags for good. The big move with all the furniture coming out of my storage locker in London goes down at the end of August. I hate moving (ie; watching my male relatives and friends move my stuff up and down stairs), but it’ll be so nice to have my entire wardrobe up here with me. And like, my bed and computer desk and stuff.
- Annnd finally, I can’t get this song out of my head which is awesome because I’m in love with it at the moment. So sassy!Hate Hate, Hate Hate Hate…
All eyes on me, I took the night…
