Daily Archives: 06/23/2009

Down the Bunny Hole

alice-topperiI’ve always loved Alice in Wonderland.  My mother bought me a hardcover antique version of it as a little girl and I remember rereading it a trillion times over.  Losing myself to the mystery to the fantasy that surrounds the story.  Tim Burton is recreating the movie with real life characters.  And Tim Burton’s right hand, Johnny Depp is the Mad Hatter.  Mia Wasikowska as Alice, Helena Bonham Carter as the Red Queen, and Anne Hathaway as the White Queen.  See images HERE

ist2_2501606_alice_in_wonderlandRemember Gwen Stefani’s Alice in Wonderland phase?  I love it so much.  I love the fashion that surrounds it.  The magically blue, the frilly-ness the black bow and white socks and Mary Jane shoes. 

harajuku_grlsA lot of designers tried to recreate fashion inspired by Lewis Carrol’s acid-trip stories.  I wish I could quote you some designers, but I cannot.  Because that’s not important.  Just absorb the talent and take what you can out of it.





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Bo~He~Moth~! ♥♥♥♥

“…height of 230 feet where they will experience the thrill ride of a lifetime along a track that is more than a mile long. Riders will reach speeds of up to 77 miles per hour taking 85 degree inclines. This ride is not for the faint hearted. Intensifying the action packed adventure, the ride features prototype open-air seating that allows all riders to experience an unobstructed view of all the thrills and excitement on one of North America’s best coasters. The ride runs parallel to the shore of Wonderland Lake adding a visual excitement that few other parks offer.
Ride Statistics

Three 32-passenger trains
Eight cars, with four seats per car, per train
Prototype seating
Track Length: 5,318 ft
Height: 70 Metres or 230 feet.
Ride Time: 3 minutes, 10 seconds
Ride Guest Capacity: 1545 persons per hour”
-Bohemoth Roller Coaster, Toronto Attractions

Stats.. enough to make me pee my pants…

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A Twist, A Spin, and a Loop


It was the first day of summer, the summer solistice, the longest day of the year, an absolutely gorgeous day… What does Lainy do? GO TO WONDERLAND BABY!!  We woke up from a sleep depriving house party and decided that the best way to nurse a hangover is being spun and jerked around in an enclosed compartment. 


We went to Ikea first, which we had to turn around about 6 times despite having a GPS because Lainy was trying to recover from the inebriating experience the evening previous.  We effortlessly spent $200 but returned a gorgeous $60 wall art because it didn’t fit in the car.  we’re such losers.

Marc pointed this out to me, I kept picking spiny, whirly rides that made both of us nauseous thinking that those are the recovery rides after the big ones. But we always emerge sick and headachy. Which of course, can be cured with food. Apparantly, Wonderland food is so awesome that the can charge 3 Xs the norm. Yes, we had a slice of Pizza Pizza (dwarfed slice mind you) for $7.99. No comment, we ate it and was angry eating it, but we ate it.

We went on all of our usual rides, Mindbuster, Top Gun (no longer called Top Gun since Paramount does own it anymore, but everyone still refers to it as Top Gun) The standing up rollercoaster and this Superman ride… I realized that upside down doesn’t phase me.  Bring on the loops babe! But the up and downs are what gets me sick.  I hate the G force… I hate the butterflies in my tummy…. it hurts…. I hate it.. I hate you.


You.. as in Marc…. I was forced to ride on the Bohemoth, the tallest, most G Force causing ride in the entire park. The drop was practically 90 degrees. While I was crying in line, I looked around and there were lots of little boys and girls on the ride, unphrased, calm, relaxed and happy. And here I am, a 23 year old grown lady crying because of fear. I am not afraid I’d die, I’m more logical than that. I’m afraid of the FEELING of the G Force. How it makes me cringe and bite my teeth and tense every muscle in my body. That’s what I was afraid of. But I was sort of convinced that since all the wee ones were going I should be ok… Then…. I was strapped in….. I felt so damn helpless because there was NO TURNING BACK…. it made a quick turn… then it went upwards… and upwards… and upwards…. and upwards… and upwards… I was frantically crying and cursing Marc for doing this to me. I tried to search for the most secure and comforting position: my one arm latched around his, while gripping damn tight to the resitraint. (which was minimal btw!) and my left leg hooked to his. Alas, I was at the top… for a second or two, it looked like it was going in slow motion… the train slowly pointed down to this 300 something metre drop… staring down the track of this insanely long drop…
My scream could’ve shattered all the glass in the entire park. Up… down.. up.. down… around and over and twist here, loop there. Then it came to a sudden stop. I turned to Marc with messed up hair and a pout. Then a smile. I am so glad he forced me onto the ride, it wasn’t as bad as I thought (maybe cause my eyes were closed most of the time) I think it’s also because it’s a metal coaster so it’s so much smoother.

I conquered it. And I am so proud of myself. Marc was proud too, he rewarded me with the yummiest Funnel cake ever. Though it made me feel so nauseous the whole ride home. MMm… deep fried pancake batter with ice cream and icing sugar…. Grease attack to death!
We love Wonderland…. ♥ ♥ ♥

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