Free Falling, Indefinitely.

The name for this blog comes from a line in a Gloriana song called “Wild at Heart.” The lyric is actually “I just wanna free fall for a while,” so I’ve paraphrased a bit, but when I first heard it at 18 years old it seemed like a good philosophy for the new life of freedom … Continue reading Free Falling, Indefinitely.


Every Inch of You Is Beautiful

So I discovered the song All About That Bass by Meghan Trainor yesterday. And I love it. It features some brilliant lyrics, including: I see the magazines working that Photoshop We know that shit ain't real Come on now, make it stop If you got beauty beauty just raise 'em up 'Cause every inch of you … Continue reading Every Inch of You Is Beautiful


A little while ago, during my daily Internet escapades, I came across this quote: "it makes me so happy seeing selfies that say ‘i felt cute today’ or ‘hair game strong’ it’s so good to love yourself and it’s also so hard to love yourself don’t let anyone tell you differently you’re allowed to admit you’re … Continue reading #selfie

Music Memories

Recently, I've been thinking about the way that music can trigger memories. I'm sure there is some kind of scientific term or psychological study for the phenomenon, but I'm simply going to refer to it as "music memory." There are so many examples of this for me. My favourite example, however, is the way that the Billy Ray … Continue reading Music Memories

Disney Princess Culture: Why I Think its Okay

I think that Disney tends to get a lot of flack over the phenomenon of "Disney Princess culture." And I think that this video is a subtle, yet direct, response to that. I grew up with 3 sisters and 0 brothers and, therefore, undeniably experienced a very gendered childhood. I was raised on the colour … Continue reading Disney Princess Culture: Why I Think its Okay

There’s No Place Like Home

I started writing this post as I was sitting in the Vancouver airport on December 18th. And I’m now finishing it as I sit in the Toronto airport on January 5th, waiting for my five hour (delayed, more than once) flight back to Vancouver. [Note: I really did write the majority of this in airports … Continue reading There’s No Place Like Home