breakfast at tiffany’s

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“Well, when I get it the only thing that does any good is to jump in a cab and go to Tiffany’s. Calms me down right away. The quietness and the proud look of it; nothing very bad could happen to you there. If I could find a real-life place that’d make me feel like Tiffany’s, then – then I’d buy some furniture and give the cat a name!”

– Holly Golightly

On June 6, 2015, Geoffrey and I will be celebrating our fifth wedding anniversary. I’m not sure if there’s a conventional way of getting engaged or married, but if there is such a thing, then we probably went against it. Yet, it was completely fitting for us as a couple, and for that, I cherish it.

Breakfast at Tiffany's 7I grew up, as many girls do, an Audrey Hepburn fan. You may have clued into that fact, given that our two dogs are named Holly Golightly and Truman Capote. In my first year of university, I would watch Audrey’s films over and over again. Breakfast at Tiffany’s became my favourite. I idolized Holly Golightly, and thought to myself, ‘if she can struggle and still make it in New York, I can do the same in Toronto’. That one film helped me get through many nights of homesickness.

Breakfast at Tiffany's 12Breakfast at Tiffany's 13swiss6-1After graduating university, I moved to Gossau, Switzerland. One of the reasons why I chose that country was because of the fact that Audrey herself lived and died there. After living there for a few weeks, my new friends and I took a day trip to see her house, her grave, and the museum that her son had built in her memory. Being at her grave in Tolochenaz, CH was so impacting. This was the first time in my life that I was able to visit the resting place of someone that I had greatly admired. That entire day subsequently became my favourite experience in Switzerland.

Why am I discussing Audrey Hepburn when this post is supposed to be about my wedding anniversary? I’m getting there.

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“You could always tell what kind of a person a man thinks you are by the earrings he gives you. I must say, the mind reels.”

I won’t go into great detail regarding our engagement and elopement, but I will say that it happened quickly. In my mind, the swiftness of it all was so romantic, and almost felt like a we were living out our own movie. I always knew that when I got married, it would be with a ring from Tiffany’s, just as Holly would have done. Yet, that didn’t happen.

Breakfast at Tiffany's 16Five years ago, we did the best with what little time and money we could afford. When I discovered that I wasn’t going to be getting a ring from Tiffany’s, I told my then soon-to-be husband that it was alright, but it was also something that I wanted for our fifth wedding anniversary. Fast-forward to today, and baby, it is finally time for my dreams to come true.

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“I’ll tell you one thing, Fred, darling … I’d marry you for your money in a minute. Would you marry me for my money?”

“In a minute.”

I think that perhaps Geoffrey forgot about our agreement, because when I told him that I wanted to make a stop at Tiffany & Co. in Denver, Colorado, he seemed surprised. We had went to that very store for our first wedding anniversary to buy one other anniversary gifts. It only seemed fitting that on our most recent trip to the United States, that we stop there once again. We drove to Cherry Creek Shopping Center, and I ran in while he waited in the vehicle with the dogs. I told him that I would hurry, and would be back in twenty minutes. Five years later, in true Emory and Geoffrey fashion, we’re still rushing. This is the story of how I picked out my ring.

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“You musn’t give your heart to a wild thing. The more you do, the stronger they get, until they’re strong enough to run into the woods or fly into a tree. And then to a higher tree and then to the sky.”

I walked into Tiffany’s with butterflies in my stomach. Immediately, the first ring in a glass case by the door stood out. However, it wasn’t the one that I had come to try on. One clerk spotted me, and asked if he could be of assistance. I had told him that I was there to pick out a new wedding ring. He looked a little taken aback, but proceeded to ask me if I had anything in mind. I told him about one ring that I had seen online. He knew the precise one I was talking about, and brought me over to the case. It was the Elsa Peretti Wedding Band Ring:

Breakfast at Tiffany's 2After trying it on, I was in love with the shape, but disappointed in how small the sole diamond actually was. Seeing the look of disappointment on my face, the clerk asked me what I was looking for. I told him something very simple, that could embody both an engagement and wedding ring. My hopes are to only wear one, as I dislike wearing jewelry and wanted a fresh start with a new ring. I also told him my price point. We went through the next few cases in the store, and eventually, my eyes had found another. It was the Tiffany Harmony Ring:

Breakfast at Tiffany's 3He pulled the ring out, and I tried it on. I liked it very much, but wasn’t yet certain that it would be the one. We spent the next ten minutes circling the store twice, and looking at every ring in Tiffany’s. However, I didn’t see another one that I felt compelled to try on. Suddenly, I asked him about the yellow diamond ring at the front of the store. He said, “well, it’s a little out of your price range, but let’s go take a look.” We went to the case, and it was even more beautiful than what I first imagined. I thought, this is the ring. As he was taking it out, I asked him how much it actually was. He replied, “$10,000.” I told him thank you, and to put it back. Given that it was $7,000 above our limit, I didn’t want to tempt myself and try it on. Would you like to see it? It was this ring, the Tiffany Bezet Yellow Diamond Ring:

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“You know what’s wrong with you, Miss Whoever-You-Are? You’re chicken, you’ve got no guts. You’re afraid to stick out your chin and say, “Okay, life’s a fact, people do fall in love, people do belong to each other, because that’s the only chance anybody’s got for real happiness.” You call yourself a free spirit, a wild thing, and you’re terrified somebody’s going to stick you in a cage. Well, baby, you’re already in that cage. You built it yourself. And it’s not bounded in the west by Tulip, Texas, or in the east by Somaliland. It’s wherever you go. Because no matter where you run, you just end up running into yourself.”

Feeling a little disenchanted and out of time, I decided on that moment to go with the Tiffany Harmony Ring. I asked the nice clerk to write down the information, and that my husband would order it in Canada. When I got back to the vehicle, I told Geoffrey that I had picked out a ring, but I wasn’t crazy about it. I said that the ring that I fell in love with was too pricey, but I did find a substitute. Nearly one month later, I changed my mind.

After coming back to Canada and not being able to get the yellow diamond ring out of my mind, I began to wonder if I could find a different ring with yellow diamonds that I would love just as much. It took me a little while to figure it out, but when I finally did, the long-awaited result was this:

Breakfast at Tiffany's 5This is my ring. The Elsa Peretti Wedding Band in Tiffany Yellow Diamonds. It has the shape of the first ring that I tried on, with the beauty of the yellow diamonds that I so loved. I find it to be so gorgeous. Although I am a little apprehensive about not having tried on this very ring, I also feel as if this is a very befitting conclusion. To me, this ring is perfect.

“Holly, I’m in love with you.”

“So what?”

“So what? So plenty! I love you. You belong to me.”

“No. People don’t belong to people.”

“Of course they do.”

“I’m not going to let anyone put me in a cage.”

“I don’t want to put you in a cage. I want to love you.”

“It’s the same thing.”

“No it’s not.”

swiss5-1After five years, I will finally be able to bring our own love story to its rightful place. The only way to do that, is with a ring from Tiffany’s.

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Emory

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a week of valentines: film choice

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Have a wonderful Valentine’s Day!

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what i wore: blue swan

WW7-3Hello, friends! Can you believe that there are only two days left in the month of January? Where did the time go?!

WW7-2This outfit post today is featuring one of my most treasured dresses, and one that I have worn before in a post. However, given that it was over a year and a half ago, my hair was short, blonde, and shaved on one side. Needless to say that I looked like a man in drag. While the fashion post can be found if you were to do some digging, I’m not feeling overly zealous to add a link for you today. Hey, I can’t be expected to do all the work around here. ;-)))

WW7-1This dress is one that I often wear to work, and for special occasions. I bought it as a ballet dress, and it’s sheer overlay with asymmetrical hem gives it such a distinctive and feminine look. It’s incredibly soft, and flows like a dream. I feel like a ballerina when I wear it, and so, probably to the annoyance of many, I wear it often.

In the words of Nina from one of my favourite films, Black Swan, “It was perfect.”

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on nature and spirituality

Sunrise1A few weeks ago, I woke up in the morning feeling depressed. As the day progressed, I felt lethargic, unhappy, and completely out of sorts with myself and the world around around me. I told my husband that evening after he got home that I wasn’t feeling very good, and we went to bed without saying much of anything. I hoped that the next morning, I would wake up my usual groggy, but happy, self. It didn’t happen. The next day, I felt even worse. After coming back from my morning walk, I began to groom my dogs like I typically do. I ended up cutting one of Holly’s nails too short, and as it was bleeding she started to whimper. This made me start crying, and when I bent down to look at her nail, she defensively snapped at me and ended up biting my face.

I am fully aware that dog bites are a incredibly touchy subject with people, but more than half of the time, it is usually the fault of the humans that provoke an attack. Holly is old, has cancer, and is getting to be almost impossible to groom. I have a muzzle for her to prevent incidences like this from happening, and know to only groom her for a maximum of 5-10 minutes a day. Normally she will get annoyed and then walk away when she’s done. In the four years that I’ve owned her, this was the first time that she had actually bit me. I should’ve left her muzzle on, should’ve been more gentle, shouldn’t have tried looking through tears, and shouldn’t have hovered over her like I did. While she did break the skin, it wasn’t serious enough to get stitches. It startled me more than anything. Afterwards, she came up to me and began licking my face, then rolled over in submission. Needless to say, we were friends again. It was a stupid error on my part.

The remainder of the day did not get any better. I was on the verge of crying all day, so I buried myself in my work and tried to hide from the world. That night, I picked up Lena Dunham’s audiobook “Not That Kind Of Girl” from the library, and drove around the city, finding errands to run, just as an excuse to keep listening to it. It was the first time that I had laughed in two days, and I found myself feeling a little better. I got home late that night, still feeling a little sad, and went to bed.

Sunrise3On the third morning, I woke up disappointed to realize that my mood hadn’t changed from the night before. My dogs, who usually like sleeping in until 9:00 am, got up with me at 7:30 am. They were probably too well-rested from my frequent early nights. By 8:30 am, we were out of our hour-long walk. Everything from the ground, to the trees, to the fences, had frost on it. The sun was rising, and the sky was the brightest pink and yellow, mixed in with a bit of blue. It was gorgeous. It was also -22°C (-8°F), but there was not a lick of wind. Being overly dressed in my standard Canada winter wear, I was toasty and content. As I walked into the sunrise, snapping photos and playing with the dogs, I felt myself feeling better. I could sense that something was different about that morning.

Sunrise2We turned left at the end of the road, and walked past all of the acreages towards some empty fields. When we got to a clearing, I stopped to watch the sun still coming up over the horizon. Out of the corner of my eye, I saw movement. There, in the distance, were about 20 deer prancing across the field, towards the sun. Look closely at the above photo. Can you see them in the centre? It was the most beautiful thing that I had witnessed in such a long time. I quickly grabbed my phone so that I could always remember this moment, and took a series of photographs. After they had crossed the field and disappeared, we continued on our walk. A few minutes later, my phone ended up dying from the cold, even though it was just at 60%. Damn, I thought. However, I was still relieved to have taken a few pictures.

We went as far as the road could go, turned around, and began to make our way back home. The sky was almost completely pink at that point, and I couldn’t believe how lucky I was to be able to witness it on such an amazingly still morning. After a few minutes, I saw quick movements to my right in the field opposite the one where I had just seen the herd of deer. I looked over and to my surprise, I saw 6 or 7 more deer leaping across the field, then the road, and finally into the field where I had witnessed the herd before them. Once again, they vanished into the trees under the rising sun. I was astounded by the fact that Holly, Truman, and I were completely surrounded by these spectacular animals. We were in the centre of a ring of deer, and that I would probably never be able to experience something like this again. I felt like Snow White in the middle of an enchanted forest. It was such a magical feeling, and it was one that I was needing, that day, of all days.

Sunrise4Turning away from watching where they had just disappeared, I looked down the road. Standing in our path, was one lone deer. It was watching me, watching it. I thought, what’s it doing? Then I looked over, and saw one last little guy bounding across the field, towards the one that I was having a staring contest with. Once they were together, they both ran off in the same direction as the others. It was the sweetest thing ever. Animals are truly profound.

When we were more than halfway back, the sunrise was at its brightest point. I wanted to document it more than anything, but my phone had died quite awhile ago. Putting my hand into my pocket, I said to myself (sort of jokingly), if there is a God, my phone will turn on. I pulled it out, hit the power button, and the little Apple symbol came up. My phone switched on, and was back at 40%. Oh. My. God. I aimed, took one picture of the sky, and my phone turned off again. The battery was dead. Unbelieving of what just happened, we continued onwards towards home.

Sunrise5For the entire walk, a quote from the film Nymphomaniac was playing over and over in my mind. It was in the beginning of the movie, when Joe (Charlotte Gainsbourg) was describing herself to Seligman (Stellan Skarsgård). She said:

“Perhaps the only difference between me and other people is that I’ve always demanded more from the sunset. More spectacular colors when the sun hit the horizon. That’s perhaps my only sin.”

Those lines stayed with me more than anything else in the film. It was such a raw and honest moment, and a poignant one at that. Self-deprecation is something that I, too, do often. While I found the scenario to be a quite beautiful one, I found myself disagreeing whole-heartedly with that statement. I’ve always been in awe of both the sunrise and the sunset. Nothing makes me feel so little or unimportant as seeing them. In those moments, I realize that my petty problems are insignificant, as there are greater things to focus my attention on. I am also reminded of the fact that there is a God, whether it’s the Almighty One that Christians believe in, or not. I feel broken down and alive, all at the same time.

When I got home that morning and on that third day, I started to feel better. I wasn’t as sad as I had been for the last few days. The culmination of events that took place that morning were exactly what I had needed to pull me out of my depression. Everything in nature is and was just perfect. And whether we’re ready for it or not, the sun will rise again.

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Emory

the grand budapest hotel review

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I realize that this film isn’t as current as the other movies that I usually review. However, with all of the snow that we’ve been getting in Canada, I’ve been in a Grand-Budapest kind of mood.

2.jpgThe Grand Budapest Hotel is my second favourite Anderson film, after Moonrise Kingdom. That does not mean that it is not worth seeing. I still love this movie very much. On paper, it has many points that I look for in a good film. It’s quirky. It has action and adventure, murder, mystery, is set in a foreign land, is set far back in time, has class, has amazing actors, and is visually stunning. Actually, it’s probably one of the most perfect and most stunning movies that I have ever seen. Each scene is a work of art in and of itself.

Here is the synopsis:

The Grand Budapest Hotel recounts the adventures of Gustave H, a legendary concierge at a famous European hotel between the wars, and Zero Moustafa, the lobby boy who becomes his most trusted friend. The story involves the theft and recovery of a priceless Renaissance painting and the battle for an enormous family fortune – all against the backdrop of a suddenly and dramatically changing Continent.”

– Fox Searchlight

5.jpgWould you like to expand your education on The Grand Budapest Hotel? Then you may become a student of the Akademie Zubrowka where they offer a course on the Republic of Zubrowka before the War.

6.jpgDid you know that the famous hotel is also on Trip Advisor? You may view the link by clicking here.

4.jpgI, myself, have never been to Hungary. If and when I do go, I would love it if I could stay on the Alpine Mountainside. I would suggest that you guys do the same, and keep an eye out for The Grand Budapest Hotel. If you never plan on going, then just watch the film.

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Emory

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