Just Love
I’ve put so many restrictions on love: how and why I should love, how and why I should BE loved. Whatever happened to just loving for the sake of it? Nothing in return, just giving love to others despite what my past notions may have been on giving and receiving love. Until I free myself...
Just Love
I’ve put so many restrictions on love: how and why I should love, how and why I should BE loved. Whatever happened to just loving for the sake of it? Nothing in return, just giving love to others despite what my past notions may have been on giving and receiving love. Until I free myself...
Letter from the Editor
The year 2011 is four measly weeks away from coming to a close. What else is there to do but look back on the last 11 months? As we secure our first year of being a team at BHD I can’t help but smile. Through trials and tribulations we have grown. And we look forward...
Editor’s Letter: Giving
Our theme this month is GIVING, while that can be taken on in various ways, we intended to focus on the act of giving in preparation for the holiday season ahead. While this is a great topic, recently I have been thinking about Giving in an other sense. What I have recently noticed is I...
Editors Letter: Thank You
We’ve been programmed from early on to say thank you without questioning what it means to be thankful. I say thank you a hundred times a day but how many times do I actually feel it? Most times it’s an automated response. Lately, I am consciously reminding myself of how thankful I should be on...
Editors Letter: Fall In…
As we all – forcefully- welcome fall, we’re all reminded of our goals, routines and tasks. The coming of autumn has everyone feeling as if they’re going back to school. I can feel within me that this season, along with its leaves, will bring on some long overdue changes for myself and new transitions. My...
Editors Letter – Forever Young
Forever Young may be interpreted by many in the literal sense of staying young forever, but I believe a young frame of mind is what keeps you ahead of the curb. I’m currently trying my hardest to remember the things I used to do when I was younger, the things I did purely out of...
Letter from the Editors – Limitless
I believe we’re limitless. I believe we have the ability within ourselves to reach our ultimate potential. Why then is it so hard for us to believe in our core that we truly are limitless? How do we measure our achievements against the vision that we compare ourselves to? Why is it that despite demonstrating...
Letter from the Editors – Sexy Back
A year ago, a close friend got married and some of us single ladies formed unforgettable friendships at that destination wedding. We came back from our trip just in time for June, and none of us wanted to let go of that vacation & sexy time feeling we’d enjoyed. The glowing skin, sexy outfits and oozing...
Letters From The Editors
My mom lives in Colombia and I live in Toronto. I miss her terribly because my mom is my homegirl. For reals. Three weeks ago I went back to Colombia to visit her. When I arrived I was tired, tainted and losing grip of my being. The first thing she said to me was, “where...
Kalista Zackhariyas
Kalista Zackhariyas is an actor, mother and philanthropist. Hailing from Sri Lanka, living in South Africa and Europe, she now calls Toronto home. Yesterday was the premier of her new movie Snow about a Sri Lankan girl dealing with relationships and her family in the aftermath of the tsunami. Kalista gave us a peek into...
Letters From The Editors – Free.Float.Fly
Free. Float. Fly – Daniella Another month, another issue. This feels like a dream come true. With every issue comes a new set of hurdles, both personal and business. The biggest challenge in life for me, is to learn when to let go and when to walk away. There comes a time in relationships, and...
Letters From The Editors – Sweetest Monster
Daniella I am the sweetest monster and many women of you reading this are too. What is a sweetest monster? It’s a woman who stops at nothing to attain her goals and desires. The monster exterior is built upon layers and layers of self-protection, but hidden underneath is my big fragile heart. I’ll stop at...
