Fynx and I... photography by this guy.


...fuckyes.

Things are happening.
BIG things.

I am in need of a change.

I am not continuing with school next semester; I haven't been happy with it for a long time. Instead I am trying to get a full time job, and move out.

Speaking of moving out... I may have found a place! A girl I know from school lives in a house with 5 other girls, and 2 of them are moving out in the new year. It is right on the subway line, and only $475/month WITH utilities! I am going to try and see it this weekend.

I have been doing a LOT of applying for full time jobs in eco-companies, and a couple of paid internships, but until I have some sort of financial stability I have just been booking shoots like crazy, and modelling my ass off.

Here are some newer shots I've done...






(Images in G)




(Igor Vidyashev)

...just a little of what I've been up to.

On Tuesday I met up with Renna, MattA and Shaddix to see how Renna's breast implant surgery went. I couldn't believe how great she looked! I am so excited for her, and I can't wait for you all to see them and fall in love with her all over again.

In other news, I have a new boyfriend... He's super-funtastically awesome and is sooo good to me. His name is Ginty and he's in the Toronto psychobilly band the Creepshow. (I feel like such a groupie cause I've loved his band forEVER!) Anywho, like I said; he's amazing, and I am so uncontrollably exstatic whenever I'm around him.

...he makes me such a mushy little girl. Lame.

Look how freakin' cute he is!!! Goodness, I could just eat him up!
Oh, and we don't have jaundis and yellow teeth, we were just on the subway and the lighting was super yellow and gross.

Okay well that's enough gushing for now.

I am contsantly trying to make an extra couple bucks wherever I can right now, so I can move out, sooo anyone have any odd jobs that need to be done?! Anyone?! I do a mean house-cleaning... I'm just sayin'!
...if not then you CAN help me out by givin' some love on my new set!!!

la la la looove
nymph xoxoxo

I am ever so desperately looking for a place to live.

I NEED to get the hell out of suburbia. Or at the very least the hell out of my parents' house.

Is anyone in Toronto looking for a roomate, or know someone who is???

It doesn't matter where; as long as I'm on the subway line, and I'm fine with boy or girl roomies, as long as they're CLEAN!

Here's what DOES matter:
-UNDER $600/month
-clean, clean, clean (I'll be even cleaner)
-wireless internet
-not opposed to me coming and going a LOT (I have somewhat of a crazy schedule)

Yep, that's about it. Here's some stuff about me:
-I'm super clean
-Noise never bothers me, cause I could fall asleep through a hurricane
-I cook whenever my schedule allows and I'm generally willing to share
-I am in my underwear a lot... if you have people over I'll obviously respect that, but if it's just me and my roomies home I generally like to be comfortable.
-I can be loud at times, but I'll try my hardest to respect those I live with

Sooo... yeah, that's me and what I'm looking for.
Please let me know if anyone out there is looking for a roomie!!!

Here's a random picture since no blog is complete without one:

Photo by Drew Bond

Love you all, and don't forget to send some love my way by commenting on my new set happy hour shower
nymph
xoxoxo

What's that you say...?
New set in MR from Nymph?!
Why, that's delightful!!!





love you all,
nymph xoxoxo

Give us this day...



...our daily bread.

hello my lovely internet boyfriends and girlfriends.

hope all of you had a gore-tastic Halloween; I know I did.

New in the world of nymph...

I had a near-death experience yesterday. My tire blew while I was doing 120 km/h on the highway, and I spun out of control across 3 lanes, before finally stopping safely on the opposite shoulder.

It was honestly, by far the most terrifying experience of my 22 years so far. I still cannot believe I am alive.

The call to CAA, tow truck and ride to the mechanic's are all a blur. As soon as my mom got there, she hugged me and I just bawled, and fainted right there.

Aside from sore muscles from tensing up, broken nails from gripping the steering wheel with all my might, and a bump on my noggin' from fainting, I am fine, and so grateful to be alive.

In other news, I have a cold and a bad ear infection.

I think all of you should know that this guy is the shit:


He and I stayed at Luscious, Dane and Archie's house over the weekend, when his band The Creepshow played at a local bar.
They're currently wrapping up their North American tour, and I can't wait for him to be home again.

He got me this on the road:


I just finished watching the 1993 version of Attack of the 50 ft Woman with my best friend Chris. So campy, so cheesey, so good.

I love my bff


Well, that's what's up with me.

I have a head/ear/body ache, so I'm going to bed.

nighty night lovers xoxoxo

BUUURRRTHDAAAY!!! wut wut?!

Yes ladies and gents, it was 22 years ago this Thursday that this lude, nude and tattooed lady was nothing more than a gooey, screaming ball of baby. *le sigh* where does the time go?

Since I am working on my actual birthday (lame!), I will be celebrating my coming-of-age on Devil's Night!

Sooo... any of you guys and gouls in the GTA who aren't busy this Friday night should come to The Dance Cave and join in the festivities!!! The club is upstairs at Lee's Palace, and cover is only $7 or FREE with student ID!!! Yesss...

Come one, come all, and come get shitty!!!

nymph xoxoxo

When you were here before,
Couldn't look you in the eye
You're just like an angel,
Your skin makes me cry

You float like a feather
In a beautiful world
I wish I was special
You're so fuckin' special

But I'm a creep,
I'm a weirdo
What the hell am I doin' here?
I don't belong here

I don't care if it hurts,
I wanna have control
I want a perfect body
I want a perfect soul

I want you to notice
when I'm not around
You're so fuckin' special
I wish I was special

But I'm a creep
I'm a weirdo
What the hell am I doin' here?
I don't belong here.

She's running out again
She's running out
She run run run run...
run... run...

Whatever makes you happy
Whatever you want
You're so fuckin' special
I wish I was special

But I'm a creep,
I'm a weirdo
What the hell am I doin' here?
I don't belong here

I don't belong here...

So I've been in a perverbial coma the past week.
With the exception of going dancing over the long weekend I haven't been out in forever, and yet I'm still broke.
I don't even have the energy to book shoots to make some extra cash.
I have the blahs.
Blah blah blah.

Halloween is coming up which is wicked. Still haven't decided what to dress as yet. I have a couple ideas, but nothing substantial.
What is everyone else being???

Blah blah blah. I'm boring and lazy and tired.

I leave you all with this:


Goodbye lovers
nymph xoxoxo

it's 4:21 am... I can't sleep.


I'm listening to my cousin's band that I wish never broke up.

I went to a walk-in clinic today for a sore throat and the doc's comment was "well, your tonsils are definitely swollen. It's either bactirial or viral. Take these antibiotics, and if it still hurts next week it's probably mono."
...um ...thanks?

My tummy is telling me I'm up far too late and if I don't go to bed soon, it's gunna get pissed cause it wants food.



I have a new crush. Someone that makes me melt. All I can think about when I'm around them is that scene in True Romance where Alabama writes a note on a napkin for Clarence and it simply says "you're so cool."

My throat hurts...

I turn 22 next month. Not a multiple of threee, not a prime number, not even an odd number. ...I'm not sure I am a fan of 22.

I should sleep.



Goodnight lovers.
nymph xoxoxo