I woke up at Lyle's house after a dinner date gone right. We had a reservation the night prior at our fav restaurant in Toronto, Lee's. As usual, we ordered the signature Singaporean slaw (if I had to choose one thing to eat forever, it would be this salad), we tried two new dishes and had a grand finale of their famous Ton Yuen desert along with the molten lava chocolate cake. The menu is orgasmic and worth every single calorie. Chef Susur Lee is a palette God. *While I am usually on a very strict diet, I will always spurge at my fav restaurants or for West Indian food- especially when it comes to my Guyanese family recipes.*
After dinner we left the downtown core and went back to the Tranquility Base in the beaches and rehearsed my audition. Lyle and I train with the same acting coach (Lewis Baumander), so our methods and mindsets sync organically both professionally as well as personally. After all, we did become best friends on a television set.
My audition was the next morning, in Leslieville near the studio I filmed How to be Indie. It was very nostalgic to be around the area again. It was once my second home- although I was indoors 13+ hours a day. (I even remember missing an entire winter season because my pickup call time was 6am and my drop off was 8:30pm. I went from studio to car to home and only saw artificial light during the time of production since i'd be working before sunrise. Although it was a militant lifestyle, I'd do it all again for that show.. those memories are golden.) I had just nailed the in-room performance, felt good about my feedback and wanted to stop and spend some time journaling in a park nearby.
While I was writing and reminiscing on some of the most pivotal times of my life, a random guy stopped me and asked "what was the highlight of your day?". I usually have a witty response for such casual, pointless banter, but this question left me stumped and thinking. I literally said "good question.." then walked away.
I began strutting down Queen st, wearing army green (one of my personal summer 2016 colour obsessions) along with a tight black tank top, a cute brown suede fringe bag and a straw yacht appropriate chapeau to top it all off. My sunglasses of the day were my army green Ralph Lauren pair. I was rocking pointed toe nude snake skin stilettos and added "Whirl" by Mac on my lips, lined with "Black Current" liner to tie the look together. I figured I might as well be on point and milk the rest of the nice summer weather for what it's worth.
Later that evening I even went for a solo dinner and wine date at Soho House, while I did emails. S.H is a members only club for the Show Biz industry. The concept originated in London, in Soho- the part of town dedicated to theatre, acting, auditions and premieres. I usually spend a couple months out of my year in England and I frequent the Soho area for work and for fun with friends.
Anyway, back to my original point. Post audition and pre Soho house, a lovely sales assistant was keeping me up to date on new makeup brands (I just discovered this Italian brand- Pupa, it came with raving reviews. I got a liquid felt tip eyeliner for my daily cat line, a new mascara in hopes that it will lift and support my heavy lashes like Dior’s Blackout- my obsession for the past 4 years.) the sweetest fan came forth to ask for a selfie and soon enough we got to chatting.
She told me that she follows the Miss Conception Society and that my posts about crystals resinate with her the most. This made me happier than ever as in the past, I struggled with whether or not to hide my inner alien from the public eye. With her reassurance and the love from others, I know i’ve made the right choice with being open about my personal life philosophies and spirituality, albeit the possibility of confining myself to a “niche” crowd. Her words were confirmation to me that I was on the right path.
Here we were- two random strangers, different ethnicities and backgrounds, bonding over a universal connection rather than the obvious relationship of me being an actress and her entertainment. We forgot all about the titles and clicked on a real level. (Not a given)
It was then that I decided to keep the convo going and said “Look what I have in my pockets!” I took out the stones I had weighing my shorts down. There were three: A raw black tourmaline, a malachite crystal and a mini Lord Ganesh statue. In the Hindu religion, he is the remover of all obstacles. I keep him close to show gratitude toward my present state but also in hopes of consciously attracting his energy to eliminate road blocks that inevitably appear in this game called LIFE!
She asked me to explain each of the stones along with their metaphysical properties, then naturally- we got to chatting about girliness and why she’s all dolled up! Turns out she was going on a date. Like the old, protective soul that I am- I asked a billion and one questions about this potential dude and asked to see a pic so that I could have a sense of his energy. (The eyes are the window to the soul.) I gave her my opinion and my contact card so that she could send me any more questions about the Miss C society. I was truly enjoying this social interaction.
I left the store with a crap ton of makeup, a new friend and full heart. I finally knew the answer to the question that left me wondering .. “What was the highlight of your day?” there it was. It wasn't the fab dinners, beach life, new makeup, nor the film studios.. It was my conversation with a total stranger. She apologized for “bothering me” in the store and I thought “if only you knew my inner dialogue." I ended my night at the Shangri- La hotel listening to live music over a dirty martini and a couple of apps. I was feeling appreciative, appreciated, reflective and inspired to continue designing MY dream life.
Dear stranger from the makeup isle-I know you read these posts, so I want to dedicated this one to you. Thank you for being the highlight of my day.