The Catch-Up

Hello and welcome to my last week of 27! My birthday has completely sneaked up on me this year and I’m wholly and completely unprepared. Luckily my mom planned a little birthday BBQ for me next Tuesday night and we have some tentative plans to hang out with friends on the long weekend that can evolve into a little celebration.

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We spent the weekend with friends, which is really the best day to spend a weekend. On Saturday, the last couple in our group from marriage class got married and we finally got our squad selfie. Take that, Ellen. The other Steph is clearly our selfie queen.

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On to this week’s links!


If you’re wondering what turning 28 might look like this year, it’s this amazing flamingo floatie cake. I *need* to make it as I’m having a serious flamingo moment right now, all spurred by the adorable floatie I got in a Dermalogica press send and the flamingo Kate Spade runner my friend Stella picked up for me at Homesense.

 


As I creep closer to 30, I’ve definitely noticed how my friendships have changed. Even when I look at my friendships before and after our wedding a year ago, it’s a marked difference. This article about how 30 is the decade where friendships disappear is a depressing but necessary look at making and keeping friends after the university years. I brunched with two girlfriends this weekend and we got completely sidetracked on this article. It’s that good.


In this brave new world of Instagram stardom, I feel like we’re often blinded by those with hundreds of thousands of followers – both from a PR perspective and as a reader/follower. But, those numbers come with a lot of trade-offs (usually in authenticity and uniqueness). This solid read on the power of the mid-tier blogger is eye-opening. A big hat tip to Lisa Ng for finding this & sharing it on Facebook!


It’s been another depressing week on the #GTAHouseHunt where we lost out on a gorgeous home by about 200k (coincidentally the same amount of renovations it probably needed). One of my favourite activities is speculating on the housing market – I’m one of those people who is convinced it has to decline at some point soon for a variety of factors. So, with that, I give you this: The year is 2040 and Vancouver’s houses are worth $80-million.


This week on the blog: all the things I told you I’d write about last week but didn’t have the time to do! But, seriously, I spent Sunday afternoon snapping some pics on the fancy schmancy new marble slab my father-in-law sourced for me.

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