Art of the French “Whine”.

The crisp bite of autumn causes commuters to throw on a topcoat and head out into the chilly city. I find that fall has a very distinct smell; I’m not quite sure if it is the fact that everything is dying, but the season seems to fill me with life.   The click of my…

The Waiting Game.

There is a game that everyone plays, and it is called the telephone game. After going out with someone for the first time, you face the challenge of waiting for them to message or call you. However you do have the option of making the first move and contacting them, but you begin to weigh…

Hour too early.

Seated upon my couch with a bottle of wine and two pizzas residing within my belly, Wiens and I are spending the night watching Sex & The City. After a long day working at work, I hoped to come home and relinquish my problems. Seated with my sister watching my favourite movie, I felt as…