It’s Dance Dance Party Party time … again. Yes, I said I was going to take a break, but I lied. I missed dancing so much, and I received so many emails that I had to bring it back. For those of you who don’t know, Dance Dance Party Party is a
There have been a lot of articles and blog posts lately about the terrible dating scene in Vancouver. Basically, what it comes down to is: women are bitchy snobs and men are lame/shy/ all the Alpha males moved to Calgary or Toronto. I just saw this video on Facebook posted
Friday night I went to a laser show at the Planetarium. Why, you might ask, I don’t come across as a stoner. You are right, I’m not. But I am interested in nostalgia and laser shows fit into that category of events. Roundhouse Productions, who have been running laser shows
Sometimes I act. Hey, it’s what I was trained to do. I don’t get cast too often, probably because there’s something about my face producers don’t like. Probably my profile, which is so wonderfully displayed in the screen grab below. Nevertheless, I was asked by my friend Jereme Watt to
Did you miss the last Say Wha?! show? Really? That sucks. Oh wait, lucky for you the show was live streamed and is now up online! Yay! Many thanks to Ryan from RJZTV for live-streaming the show and for being so speedy posting it online. Here I am starting the
Dance Dance Party Party is a girls-only free-form dance class with a emphasis on fun that I’m the Den Mother for. DDPP was started by a coupled of amazing ladies named Glennis McMurray and Marcy Girt. These two friends loved dancing at the clubs with gal pals, but loathed cover
One day while I was attending Goldsmiths I looked up and saw a recognizable face. A girl with long ginger hair and saucer sized eyes was walking through the cafeteria of the East London University. “Is that the Princess?” I asked my classmates. They looked up, shrugged and said, “Oh
I just got back from a trip to London, England. This was a highlight from it. God bless the Tate Modern. Let’s all celebrate our abilities today!
Last week was my one year anniversary of moving back to Vancouver. When I first moved back I didn’t think it was going to be a long-term thing. Well, part of me hoped it would. Truth be told I moved back to Vancouver 60% for a guy and 40% for
Sara Bynoe 