my first day as a yoga trainer:)

my first day as a yoga trainer:)

I am SO excited to write this bloggie. Zooming along tonight’s dark highway, curly hair blowing in wind, floppy ears blowing, too, en route to fetch sushi at our favourite sushi spot, after a day spent of thinking, absorbing, and smiling about my first day as a yoga trainer, so much truth peaked to fruition! I love YOGA.  I(…)

doing the thing that makes me feel higher than a skyscraper

doing the thing that makes me feel higher than a skyscraper

Hi. Exactly three minutes ago, we finished a rigorous seven-week stretch of living. It becomes intense again come Monday, but not quite as much, and that translates to: I’ll have more time for yoga. HIP HIP HOORAY. My yoga practice fantasy involves doing full vinyasa, full primary series in the mornings then exploring of second series for an hour during evenings.(…)

oh boy!!

oh boy!!

My first yoga training session happens on Saturday!!!!!!!!! Hip hip hooray!! For this, I am so freaking geeked! I’ve decided that instead of simply banging out straightforward Ashtanga primary series as mentioned in my “do you want a yoga trainer?” bloggie, I’m adding my ballerina flavour and creative mind to the programme. See, Ashtanga wouldn’t have(…)

best sushi on Earth:)

best sushi on Earth:)

Jimmy Wan’s. Remember my gorgeous sushi pictures from Saturday? Plump. Fresh. Literally mouth-watering. But there’s more. At Jimmy Wan’s, you’re buying the experience. Even as the take-out girl extraordinaire, I am overwhelmed with class, kindness, happiness, and style during my few minutes between IN and OUT. Look, here’s Jimmy, smiling for this picture. He is(…)

vrschikasana in pincha mayurasana:)

vrschikasana in pincha mayurasana:)

Hi. :)  This evening, I did something that I never thought I’d do in my life. vrschikasana in pincha mayurasana!!!!!!!!! That’s forearm stand with knees bent, toes touching to my HEAD!! Wowza. :) Yes, I am so very super committed to the regimented Ashtanga system, but somewhere between today’s planned full primary series, full vinyasa method, I(…)

do you want a yoga trainer?

do you want a yoga trainer?

With this bloggie, I officially announce my services as a yoga trainer!!!! It all started last week, when a gorgeous, Greek-goddess-looking, dog-loving girlfriend pointed at my body, from head to toe, exclaiming, “You can’t buy that!… so where do I start?” She was talking about YOGA. So, I’m here to tell you where to start.(…)

safari girl

safari girl

Do you love my safari girl dress? #topshop And safari girl shoes? #viaspiga I did not venture onto a safari, but I did venture to the most lovely of bridal showers, honouring my most beautiful cousin Marielle! Before the shower. I’ve never felt so excited for a dress and shoes. I think it’s because I’m(…)

yoga was my medicine!

yoga was my medicine!

Today I was treated like garbage. But it’s okay. I completely understand. Humans make decisions. That is not my business. I simply know that today’s decision hurt like heck. Tears welled into my eyes, cheeks flushed a shade of crimson, and I thought, “Why am I treated like this? I’m a kind person.” Five minutes after the blow, instead of(…)

fetching dinner:)

fetching dinner:)

Fetching dinner is, paws down, one of our favourite parts of the day. Last night, Eden, ten o’clock. I simply adore the dirt on my hands, the Benz in the background, and the smile on Gwendolyn’s face. Green Burger: “Hemp seed, shiitake, and spinach burger, flax and kale bun, fresh watercress, tomato, pumpkin seed and parsley pate, and(…)

bc everything should be celebrated:)

bc everything should be celebrated:)

Today, at Whole Foods, struggling on tip-toes to grab my deliciously gorgeous SALSA by Green Mountain Gringo, I overheard a woman timidly, oh-so-politely asking to a Whole Foods associate, “Excuse me, but do you have someone who can show me something vegan?” And I couldn’t help but to smile! How exciting! How wonderful! Someone is seeking a healthier life!(…)

like riding a bike!!

like riding a bike!!

I was a super late bloomer with regard to riding a bicycle. Riding scared me SOOOOO much that I bent my training wheels. Permanently. So I decided that I’d never ride a bike. It was OVER. In response to my dramatic decision, my mother offered, “Well, we’re traveling to Florida next week, and your cousins all(…)

heart:)

heart:)

Tonight my heart goes pitter patter. Pirouetting across the stage of life, it smiles. So widely! For the past week, I’ve been helping a good friend to rehabilitate her little dog, (her Gwendolyn), following an intensive plate and screw surgery which assigned the job of a torn ACL to the muscles surrounding it. It is my nature to want(…)

Industrial. Pure. Minimal. And the nakedness of yoga.

Last week, despatching a lovely picture of my little yoga space to my internet soulmate Françoise, I captioned the image with, “Practicing by the window today:).” Françoise replied, “Love the industrial, pure, minimal feel of this so much! Does not get much more basic than that! And the nakedness of yoga.” Industrial. Pure. Minimal. And the nakedness of yoga. How(…)

so fresh!! so healthy!!

so fresh!! so healthy!!

Hi! Tonight I want to submit a report on my ABS. Why? Because I know it’s quite state-of-the-union as it pertains to this blog; and, furthermore, entrance of the new business week without information on my ABS could be absolute torture. HA. :) Yes, I’ve enjoyed a glass of vino. Or two. A 2010 Malbec from Argentina. This makes(…)

“stella got her groove back!”

“stella got her groove back!”

2011. 2014. Today. When Facebook presented the middle 2014 image in my “Today in the Past” feed, it was difficult for me to review the picture. Back then, just seven months into Finding My Yoga, I existed as a little lost sheep, pretty much resolved to never achieving my 2011 yoga prime again. But after feeling bad for(…)

yoga. sushi. sex.

yoga. sushi. sex.

Last evening, with much fabulous determination, we observed the New Moon Day, taking formal, holy rest from the most gloriously rigorous Ashtanga system that characterises our lives on a daily basis. And, today, super energised on three gorgeous hours of sleep, we rocked out a full primary, full vinyasa Ashtanga practice like would Janis Joplin in(…)

breath is life

breath is life

Tonight is simply gorgeous. Fresh air. Smiling friends. My dog! But it did not commence as such. In fact, until now, the past two days have been absolute, positive, complete, freaking rubbish. I totally struggled. Both yoga sessions blew. As did my diet. Tired. Tight. Hungry! Cranky! Monday’s Joyful Juice Cleanse wasn’t joyful at all. Wanting solid food, all day,(…)

thrilling news

thrilling news

Yesterday, a divine girlfriend exclaimed, “Your body looks amazing!! I spotted your legs and thought, ‘Who is that girl?!,’ and then I said, ‘OMG it’s Nicole!’ And then I thought, ‘I really like her shorts’ because I was totally checking you out because I always check out girls!… YOU LOOK LIKE A 16-YEAR OLD ATHLETE.”(…)

tuna wrap tuesday:)

tuna wrap tuesday:)

When my father posted this picture, captioned with “Tuna Wrap Tuesday” to social media, I simply bursted into glorious laughter! Not only does his food concoction resemble the face of a clown, but he was also clearly mocking me, all the while demonstrating that he’s actually trying to eat better. Which is fabulous! Yeah! I’ve been working(…)

signs that your friend has an eating disorder

signs that your friend has an eating disorder

One of the things that earns a great deal of compassion from me is a friend suffering from an eating disorder. When I started blogging, it was to celebrate one year of abstinence from Bulimia. Presenting a very strong-as-nails approach to suppression of the binge-purge behaviours which had characterised my life for 11 years, I soon realised that my(…)

wow:)

wow:)

It’s nine o’clock on Sunday evening. Rolling out le mat, you sit there, twiddling your thumbs, contemplating a change of plans. Instead of yoga, you’ll move directly to your post-yoga, very cold, slightly dirty, totally dry, gin martini featuring a gorgeous jalapeño-stuffed olive alongside your DOG viewing Orange is the New Black season three. Yeah! But, you know that you’ll be pissed(…)

the real me

the real me

I’m going wild over panties! Simply wild! It’s one little pair, to be exact. A silky, lacy pair in the colour of dark purple. They are so hot and sexy and have been touched only by my fingertips, as I’m awaiting the perfect moment to decorate my thin body with them. It all started last week when I(…)

the night when yoga became more than just a workout

the night when yoga became more than just a workout

Tonight. On the Full Moon. This is when it happened. Perhaps it is by coincidence, perhaps by fate, perhaps by rational sequencing based on my newly-founded extreme dedication to a beautiful, ancient practice; but it happened tonight, and I’m emanating with such awe that I must share the details. In the traditional Ashtanga method, the(…)

garbha pindasana

garbha pindasana

aka Posture of Embryo in the Womb. This morning, I did it. For the first time ever. Cool. :) Fold legs into Lotus Pose, push hands through to chin. And rock and roll! Nine times! Turning clockwise 360 degrees. Sooooooooo much fun. I should have my hands deeper, but there’s just no time in the 10(…)

urdhva padmasana

urdhva padmasana

elevated lotus pose. This is fun for me because lotus is a brand new thing, something that I’ve achieved only through Ashtanga, never before with any other form of yoga. I am bendy by nature, but Ashtanga takes my bendiness to a brand new level. Tonight’s practice = full primary series, full vinyasa method with my(…)

because you should smile on friday:)

because you should smile on friday:)

People who LOVE each other and WANT to be legally recognised as a married entity NOW have that right. I do NOT approve of labels (heterosexual, homosexual, bisexual, etcetera), and I do NOT approve of the Supreme Court’s ridiculous privilege to decide the legal fate of people who live purely, honestly, passionately, and peacefully; BUT I am over-zealously happy for same sex couples who(…)

hot bath, red wine, and donald trump:)

hot bath, red wine, and donald trump:)

At this eleven o’clock hour on the busiest day of my life, I need all three! And, believe me, I’ve just bathed. I’ve poured that delicious glass of wine. And, I shall, indeed, watch Mr. Trump from my iPhone several times before falling into a divine slumber beside my little snuggly wuggly doggie woggie. Why Mr. Trump?(…)