Shireen labelling skin care in studio

Taavi calls me his sexy mad scientist. I think it's sweet, but I do love experimenting and creating new things.

  • I'm part ultra calm and part wild child
  • I was in the Spa Industry for 25 years, and have been an Aromatherapist since 1996
  • I love change, so you never know what I might create next
Taavi

Taavi is our photographer and my biggest supporter

He puts up with me talking about business on weekends and he lets me try out new masques on his face.

  • he sees beauty in nature that most people don't even notice
  • he's a fabulous chef (aren't I lucky?)
  • he's one of the kindest people I know
Heather, head critic

Heather's my top critic

She's very analytical and detail-oriented by nature. If she doesn't like something, she'll tell me straight out. Her honesty helps me create the best possible products.

  • local government trusts her critical mind to deal with customer issues
  • she's passionate about Irish Dancing and twice qualified to compete in the World Championship in Ireland
Rosalyn

Rosalyn works at a local university in the disability resource centre

  • she has a Bachelor of Arts in English, her favourite subject
  • her goal is to have a career in creative writing or teaching
  • she has a little cat named Scout
Karalyn

Karalyn's pursuing a degree in psychology

She's also a talented guitarist, singer and actor.

  • she met her boyfriend in high school; he was an exchange student from Spain
  • they hope to attend their undergraduate years at the same university one day
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Blame it on Paddy

It’s been a very long time since I wrote you. 

But you can blame Paddy.

Really.

When I lived in Ireland at the turn of the century (I’ve always wanted to say that), we went to the pub a lot. It’s kind of like the way we Canadians go for coffee. People do it at lunch and on Sunday mornings. It’s what you do.

So anyway, when the bartenders asked what I wanted and I said whiskey…

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The cost of smelling sexy
The cost of smelling sexy

Last weekend, Taavi and I were roaming our local mall. I was determined to find a winter version of my beloved flowy summer pants. You know the ones... they're so wispy you feel like you’re wearing nothing. I get compliments wherever I go (which is kind of fun, like I’m bonding with other women who think comfort is sexy too). Once again, we made the mistake of entering through the Bay. Where you have no choice but to wind through the maze of wafting perfume stands to get to the other side (or in our case run, desperately trying not to breathe)...

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The making of Stinky Bitch
The making of Stinky Bitch

I thought you might like to see how I make Stinky Bitch and her smelly cohort. From broiler all the way to getting her suited up to travel across the globe.

First I gather my butters, beeswax and powders and measure out exact portions. Then I melt the butters into a stainless steel double broiler over the lowest heat possible. I melt them very slowly to preserve their goodness. This takes a long time, so I usually do it in small batches…

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No sales. Ever. She says with a gleam in her eye...

Just pure mischief. Are you in?