twisting my waist at 2am

My body feels amazing!!!!! (says the romantic in me). My body exists in a grand state of euphoria! (says the rational thinker in me). Note the reduction of exclamation points in version two, hehe. And, regardless of the version that I pick, both conditions describe the same thing: my body, brain included, in its present condition, after completion(…)

better than green tea

better than green tea

I am writing this blog post at two o’clock in the morning, from a super zen place. Having just finished a yoga practice, my weekend is concluding, and I’d like to tell you about it. We did absolutely positively nothing. This is very uncommon and therefore newsworthy. After writing and publishing “bc what’s a week(…)

bc what’s a week without seeing a picture…

bc what’s a week without seeing a picture…

of my body? of my food? of my dog? ;) In all seriousness and joviality, I am so very super excited to report about my week of living in the raw essence of myself. Saturday was a huge turning point for me, awakening without the connection to food obsession. For the first day in 16(…)

unofficially human

unofficially human

Last week, Gwendolyn failed her exam for Therapy Dog Certification. And I’m the proudest mommy ever! Why the failure? Officially, she wouldn’t do the down stay. Unofficially, she would do things only HER way. I should have have predicted it. From the moment that we entered the examination room, something seemed off. We felt like outsiders paying for credentials(…)

sparkle

sparkle

Valentine’s Day marks my anniversary with the eating disorder. It was the fourteenth of February of nineteen ninety nine when I started THE diet that took me to 89 pounds, crossing the line to bulimia just six months later, lasting another eleven years plus five more of very disordered consumption behaviours. And yesterday? On my(…)

will you be my valentine?

will you be my valentine?

My dog said yes, just before sunrise. Then we delivered a pressie to mommy. All mommies deserve pressies on the day characterised by hearts. Decorating a Whole Foods lunch bag with stickers and ribbon, the wrapping existed as 100% recycled. Well, sort of. The French stickers were sitting idly in my craft box.  So we’ll call them recycled. :) Whipped shea(…)

the greatest love letter i’ve ever received

Dear Nicole and Gwendolyn, Thanks for your blog. Thanks for bringing a glimmer of hope into the lives of many ed sufferers. And thanks for sharing your (impeccable) taste in fashion and your awesome healthy life with us all. I’m Augustina. I’m 30 years old. I love fashion and especially Christian Louboutin shoes. I have(…)

cool cauliflower

cool cauliflower

Zooming through Whole Foods yesterday with tofu burrito and organic mango in-hand, I headed to the frozen produce section to fetch Gwendolyn’s organic broccoli when something divine caught my eye! Cool Cauliflower. How could this gorgeous package NOT grab one’s attention? I’d never spied it before despite visiting the frozen produce case almost daily, but it was VERY pretty, and I(…)

what i ate on my birthday

what i ate on my birthday

Rising from my slumber, I drank two big glasses of water. Delicious! Followed by Nespresso. And green juice. I simply adore observing natural, real food separation, a visual reminder that zero additives exist in this gorgeous piece of art. It resembles an ocean and its floor! Co-op coffee :) … it was freeeeeeezing yesterday, and(…)

how to celebrate the day before your birthday

how to celebrate the day before your birthday

Rule # 1: Permit your dog to pretend that it’s the day before HER birthday!!!!!!!!! Rule # 2: Have as much fun as humanly possible. :) And that we did. It began with a breakfast. Please note, the cute paw. And, the Whole Foods bag of delicious things. Inspector Gwendolyn checking it out, before arrival of the guests. More(…)

tropical day and my tiny fish shorts

tropical day and my tiny fish shorts

The funniest thing happened the other day! My entire day went tropical. This is hilarious and ironic because I’m usually super excited for parka season, even before the first autumn leaf falls. Tropical Day began when my brain thought of bikinis. Even though I can’t swim (yet), after publishing my bikini picture, I wanted to swim in the salty(…)

#GoRed

#GoRed

I never expected to share these body pictures with anyone but Becky, BUT when Mr. Bicycle asked if I knew that today is National Wear Red Day for Women’s Heart Disease Awareness, I just had to move forward, eyes wide shut. Yes, it’s totally Toothpaste-On-The-Faucet-And-Mirror-Day, too, because tomorrow is cleaning day, and the perfectionist in me is required(…)

gorgeous abs

gorgeous abs

Two periods of my life featured the most gorgeous of abdominals. Here’s me, in a bikini, July 2011. This was one year after I quit eleven years with bulimia, and boy oh boy, did I think I looked great! My diet? Kind bar for breakfast. Two dirty gins for lunch. A bottle of wine and sushi for(…)

How do I write this book?

I became friends with the sexiest tattoo guy at Whole Foods sometime last summer. He’s an artist. Photographer. A really nice, smart person. Literally, during our first conversation, something that started as about tofu burritos, I divulged about my blog, my former state of bulimia, and my compulsive behaviours and of how shopping for singular meals(…)

east end food co-op

east end food co-op

I originally titled this article, “socialist grocery shopping,” but that would make me a complete and utter bad person, because, as you know, I denounce socialism and would therefore be poking fun at the most wonderful member-owned business that I experienced yesterday: East End Food Co-op. Gosh, it was just so heavenly and pure, and my(…)

like elegant straps of a valentino dress

like elegant straps of a valentino dress

Decorated in ginger, last week was simply gorgeous! After announcing my intent to incorporate ginger into my diet, daily, for its medicinal properties, my girlfriends went ginger-wild, too! All day long! Receiving messages galore, I knew when they planned to take their ginger, about the size of their ginger, about their husbands joining in, too, and about how(…)

the skinny on blogging 2

Today I’m publishing a blog on not reading blogs. An old acquaintance emailed me last week, asking to meet for coffee, so I could instruct him on how to blog. And I said no. Why? Because I don’t make time to socialise with humans outside of my tribe. But, because I like to help when it’s convenient, I committed to(…)

lipstick, mascara, and wine

lipstick, mascara, and wine

Dressed in lipstick, mascara, and wine, I attended last night’s New Year’s Party! You read me right. New Year’s Party! At the end of January. Girls only. Hosted by my girlfriend, a hot, fabulous, successful Marisa Tomei lookalike. Also hosted by her pretty pitbull. Attendees: me and Becky. We discussed dogs, shoes, and men, exactly(…)

to smile. to think. to act.

to smile. to think. to act.

With today’s post, I want to move you to do just that! Recently, an old high school friend posted on Facebook about his conversion to a plant-based-only diet. He wrote, “Since I’m a recent convert to ‘plant based only diet’ all my friends ask what do you eat besides salad. Well here you go. Mexican stuffed(…)

ginger is delightful!

ginger is delightful!

If one looked into the medicine cabinet of a gorgeous, healthy, exciting, thin cave girl, what would one find? Likely not this! Mind you, this is the “after” picture of one blogger’s attempt to reorganise her medicine cabinet. So, this is considered good, to most, I’m sure. But in the cave days? One’s medicine cabinet would feature natural(…)

drinking green juice from a wine glass wearing only wet hair and a towel:)

drinking green juice from a wine glass wearing only wet hair and a towel:)

… with your dog at your side, creating the most luxurious weekend on planet Earth! That’s the best manner to drink green juice, IMO. Wearing something natural! Minimal! From a wine glass! Squeaky clean! With your dog! And, on this Monday, I’ll tell you all about our decadent weekend, with pictures. The Most Luxurious Weekend on(…)

my biggest health secret, revealed!!

my biggest health secret, revealed!!

I haven’t been sick since 2010, the experimental group being removal of dairy from my diet. Mind you, during those five years of non-sickness, each winter, I’ve lost my voice for an entire week, normally twice annually. And although this wasn’t “sickness” in my book, I consider loss of voice to be evidence that my(…)

bulimia business

Yesterday morning, I cried. Rushing in my direction, a thin version of Jennifer Hudson’s Sex and the City character looked disheveled and exhilarated at the same time. I asked her, “What kind of fun did you have this time?” (during our last early morning encounter, she was returning from a bachelorette party, how fun!). This time(…)

how to give with your mouth?

how to give with your mouth?

That is the question. And, it’s quite simple, actually. One must harvest an insatiable desire to give! That’s so VERY me. And one must WANT chips! That’s so NOT me. Except it was, on Martin Luther King Jr., Day. Four days ago. In accordance with my very off-the-wall chip craving, I wanted EVERYTHING Mexican. Chips!, salsa!, guacamole!, and, most notably, MARGARITAS.(…)

If you could do whatever you wanted for 24 hours, what would you do?

3am, awaken from luxurious slumber, snuggling with doggie, resting upon freshly laundered, high thread counted sheets, covered by gorgeous faux fur blankies! tell doggie that you love her so much that your love’s equivalent to the distance from her left floppy ear all the way to eternity, and observe as she doesn’t listen and rather continues snoring(…)

a wheat affair (and ending it)

At yesterday’s bloggie, I invited readers to discuss their personal food stories. And boy oh boy! Did the results please me so! Particularly, a friend named Sherrie offered one of the most beautiful comments that I’ve ever received. Compelling, not just because she’s a friend, Sherrie’s offering demonstrated that my blog affects more than just the teenager suffering from anorexia, more than(…)

psychology of food

psychology of food

“How did your eating habits start? How do outside influences affect someone’s eating habits?” – Student of psychology who is studying my blog. I’ll start this post by defining that I do not consider the brain and its activity to be a science separate from the science of the remainder of the physical body. The brain is not(…)

bill cosby

bill cosby

For the longest time, Atlas Shrugged, the 35th anniversary edition, sat upon my bookshelf. It was gifted by a man whom I dated for a hot minute. It took so long for me to begin reading, because the cover was SO ugly. What would I, a girly girl, want with a book featuring a naked golden man(…)

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