Category: Reflections
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Quarantine Life in Photos

This past weekend marked exactly three months since quarantine began. As restrictions slowly start to loosen up in our city, I thought I’d document these last months in photos. My goal was to highlight beauty that was present during a period when time seemed uncertain and when time truly stood still. Let’s talk about time…
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The Best Sunsets of My Life

I haven’t seen a sunset in over a month. That’s 31 days of Spring without a sunset. For a lot of us right now, it’s an unusual new reality. Sunsets are a daily occurrence that some may take for granted, but not me. I’m that quintessential sucker for sunsets. Why? Because even though I’ve seen…
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Being Present During a Busy Time

The start of this year has kept us away from our usual Winter ritual of binge-watching / snacking / cocooning. I mean, that’s still happening (currently Netlfixing Schitt’s Creek), only in much smaller frequencies than we’ve been known to do. For starters, I’ve been taking a Product Management course. Just before the Holidays, I felt…
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Bittersweet Farewell to October

The Fall season has been pretty extraordinary this year. So much so that I want to savour it in this blog post, especially since it’s been snowing and already below zero cold since Monday. Switching my leather jacket to a winter parka was a quick adjustment I wasn’t ready to make so suddenly. I was…
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A Love Story in Montreal

They say that you learn a lot about someone when you travel with them, and that couldn’t be more true. Montreal represents a special milestone in our story, and not just because we are poutine enthusiasts or because I’m a proud Francophone. Montreal was the first trip we took together, and that trip was the…
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August Treasures

This post is but a mere photographic collection of my August and her simple pleasures. Hope this brings you back to August magic. 🌻✨
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Spring Florals

Spring fashion inspired after walking by a flower shop after the rain. Flower crowns and pink petals came to mind.
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Seeing The Bright Side Of Things: My Warm Intake on Winter

For the longest time, I was convinced my parents chose the wrong country to immigrate to. Born in a sunny Mediterranean country, my blood is just not physically equipped to handle the cold and grey days for six months out of twelve. That’s half a year of icy winds to the face, wet slush, hibernation (read: weight…

