LAUREN: Blurry. Very blurry. I was pretty sure it was still July. Apparently I remember doing these things:
-Not reading the fine print and ending up working full –time with a part-time internship and school along with all the other stupid shit I can’t say no to
-First full summer in Montreal. So much of the hooch.
-Finding myself in a situation where I exclusively date gay men
-Went to Scotland. This was like May. Ate blood pudding, various intestines, haggis. Met all of my relatives. All of them. My mom’s pajamas matched the wallpaper. Acquired a good accent to whip out after drinking scotch. Made too many sporran jokes. Went to a club in Glasgow with my mom and a bunch of firefighters.
-Am now a qualified professional in turning fruit into flowers
-Painted an image of someone I hadn’t seen for months only to have it shattered to bits and kicked in my face
-Licked my wounds and rewatched Arrested Development and Party Down. In quick succession.
-Felt my eyeballs vibrate in my skull for 2 days at Osheaga
-Busted my neck dancing with a hype girl at Major Lazer. Also that whole night
- Learned you can’t get manic panic out of your ceiling
- Turned into my mother (at least in looks)
-Apparently got drunk and took pictures of my mouth with really shitty/trashy red lipstick on (I ate half?) because I just found photos while looking for pictures for this…
YULI: Last year was my first summer in Toronto and it was decidedly a Deadbeat Summer. This summer was the total opposite. I spent five sleepless days photographing NXNE, of which highlights include: getting backstage for Action Bronson and Killer Mike and drinking beers in a stranger’s backyard while 20 bands played on a breezy afternoon. I learned how to make jam and how to true a bicycle wheel. Had a hand in helping a friend start a record label and another a theatre company. I discovered that Lake Ontario is just as cold as any glacier feed lake in Alberta and that you have to successfully traverse an obstacle course of rocks before you can enjoy a dip. I learned that I have a talent for taking pictures of food, not just a talent for eating it and that Ama knows every mixologist in Toronto.
Read more to see what Hannah & Georgia did this summer…
At Pink Mafia, we’ve dedicated September to saying RIP and goodbye to summer. Fittingly, this splits-ville summer has left us saying RIP to maybe high-profile celebrity duos as well. RIP TomKat. RIP Rpattz and Kstew, and of course, RIP Mike and Ike.
We are trying to be supportive of both Mike and Ike through this difficult time and are helping them see the silver lining of their breakup. There’s nothing like a break-up to fuel the creative fire in an artistic soul, right guys? Both Mike and Ike seem to have been riding the wave of inspiration lately.
EVAN: Got summer hair and a new tattoo. Left the city as much as possible. Went to the island at least once a week until August. Went to 3 cottages; one in Quebec, one in Apsley, and one secret location on a private island. Took my cooking skills up a notch as well as my tan. Got into working out (fuck I’m fit). Pool hoped. Made bad choices (no regrets) Got to see my favorite performance artist – RiFF RAFF. Built a table..I’m masc. Transcended in nature. Too many BBQs to count. Went to Brass Rail to watch my bros get horny. Puzzled in my down time. Watched all the movies and smoked weed EVERY SINGLE DAY. VIP at Canada’s Wonderland. Saw a Praying Mantis on the Leviathan. Prayed to Mannon.
Read More to what Kate Snack & Samantha did over the beautiful summer we just had…
ANNA VON: Took a shit on a roller coaster. Went to FIVE weddings. Ate cup cakes at the PinkMafia bbq. Plowed through a tasty beer sponsorship. Tried to steal a baby in Connecticut. Went to the beach. Went to the pool. Got my nails back (like a baws). Dabbled in weed. Had numerous photoshoots in my house. Went home. Met rappers. Learned that gin makes me blackout (proceeded to drink gin for a week straight). Woke up in new places. Pulled a hat trick. Got my septum pierced. Found a new hidden resto-gem. Pool-hopped. Ate McDonalds after years of abstinence. Said ‘yes’ more than ‘no’. Made new friends. Re-discovered my youth. Got a ballin’ tan. Gained weight. Gain perspective.
Read more to see what our galleries Amanada & Chantel did this summer…