Catvent, Baby Baskets and Tinza Danza-Claus : The Weekend Wrap

Tomorrow begins the “12 days of Christmas” (*gulp*), but if you happen to live in North America like me, the holiday season started… well, around the time Halloween ended pretty much. This past weekend was a festive one, to be sure.

Friday night, I donned me then my gayest apparel to play Santa Claus for the Tiny Danza / Blake Carrington / TALWST / Aspektz show at El Mocambo.

Overprocessed Instagram photos are the new Tweet

I’d sworn that my days of wearing holly jolly next-to-nothings on stage were over after last year… just like I’ve sworn every other year since I took that undergraduate “Gender in Communications” course and realized that I’m one very confusing little feminist.

That said, I’ve never been the type to say no when a good homie asks me for something so very simple and so very fun.

Plus, who knows how much longer I’ll get to spend with Brock and Galen and the Tiny Danza guys before they’re whisked away to some bigger city? They’re off to play SXSW this spring and then touring Europe. And then… who knows?

So many of the good ones leave. Bittersweet. But mostly sweet.

I have no idea who made these, but yum.

A whole bunch of our friends were there. Many blurry iPhone photos were taken between sets, ’cause I was all towering in 6 inch heels that I couldn’t rightly walk in.

There, those last ones are better.

For their last song, the boys pulled a bunch of hunnies up on stage with us and everybody was dancing and it was a rollicking good time. Bre Major (she who produced this fantastic video produced at the Roller Derby Gig we covered for vitaminwater) captured some footage. You can see my spindly santa arms flailing here and there. HO HO HO!

It took me a while, but I finally managed to wrangle Frik away from our friends and over to Andrew Richard Designs (East Toronto on a Friday night! ME!) for the Biz Media’s annual holiday bash. I ripped this photo of the Domo Ice Luge from @JonSimo on Twitter. Thanks guy.

You see, I got there after Domo was already dead. This sweet cake was pretty much anihilated too. Serves me right for arriving to a holiday party after 1:30 am. Not enough hours in a day amirite?

I hit the 3D photobooth just in the nick of time. Can’t wait to see how those photos turn out

Photo stolen from Ryan Bannon (merci budday!)

Then, it was all dead iPhone and Queen West chillin’… back to the homeland. Back to the crib.

Liberty village at the crack of 1

Saturday, in an attempt to redeem myself from all perceived Friday-night skankfoolery, I volunteered at a charity fundraiser that raises money to buy baskets of formula for babies whose families don’t have enough money around the holidays. Truth = I agreed to help out with this weeks ago because really, I couldn’t say no to something like that. It just tied in nicely.

I got to hold the biggest Toblerone bar EVER which was up for auction alongside many other more expensive but decidedly less badass things (Resort getaways, spa stuff, cameras, tickets, etc.).

We ran out of raffle tickets at one point so I hopped into my trusty steed and off to Dollarama went. With 10 minutes to spare, I secured a roll of what turned out to be unusable raffle tickets (all glued together and nyeeeaaaasty).

Hey. I still managed to find the ONLY Dollar store in West Toronto that stays open past 9:00 pm (it’s in Parkdale, btw). Give me a break.

Sock bun, I love you true.

Sunday was spent recovering from a long, sleepless weekend. I put out some Christmas decorations and did a whole bunch of cleaning. CLEANEST BATHROOMS EVER! McDonald’s trained this ponytailed 16-year-old well.

Groundskeeper Willie helped me with the laundry.

He really loves to help.

Last night, he helped me choose the winner in our Big Christmas Giveaway! Fret not – you’ll be contacted by tomorrow morning. Just confirming identity and country of residence with my BACKEND INTERNET WIZARDRY!

Here’s a half-opened advent calendar for my fellow cat lovers. All of the fun, none of the toothache!

Lastly, Congratulations to this chick on being the most amazing teenager in living history. Please remember me when you’re all grown up and ruling the world one day.

Remember that I posted a link to an article about you back in 2011.

Ya. Let’s be friends?