Sorry we don’t accept those coupons. 

It’s come to my attention lately that there are fewer and fewer genuinely nice people in this world. This really upsets me because I pride myself on doing nice things for people whether I believe they deserve it or not, we all deserve to be treated like people. 

Recently I had an acquaintance come to me in disbelief that no one would pick her up when she requested this from 6 different friends. She was upset because she’s done some “nice things” for these individuals and thought they needed to return the favor, right then and there at her beck and call. 

I was in such shock at this I was literally speechless. I don’t buy a friend a drink so I can cash in on it later, I do it to be nice. I don’t expect anything in return. I don’t do things that I don’t want to do, so if I do something nice it’s because I genuinely want to, isn’t that was being nice is? 

This acquaintance and I were once good friends but as you can imagine, I’ve run out of coupons ha! 

It’s crazy how people can be so close to you and yet so far away. Maybe we were meant to meet so I could teach her something, and learn something myself. 

Lesson of the day: You don’t do nice things for people and then try to redeem the gesture at a time of your choosing. 

My ‘Lanta, some people’s children. 




All my love. 

In life we get the pleasure of knowing people but we also have to deal with losing them. 

This week the world lost an amazing man.

Uncle Lorne, you were my other dad, you raised me just as much as my parents did and I am so grateful to have had you in my life. You taught me about cars, men, and martinis and you’ll forever be a major part of my story. 

I guess I always thought you’d just be there, I never realized one day you really wouldn’t be. 

It’s times like these where family is so important, it makes it hard to be in another country away from all my relatives and even harder to be alone. 

I love you to the moon and back Uncle Lorne, you’ll forever be in my heart. 

Love always, “Tiger” 

It’s not a want, it’s a Neid. 

A friend of my from back home in Canada has always really inspired me. I recently got in touch with her to ask her about her clothing line. 

Erikka from and I have known each other for years and somehow we have always managed to keep in touch but I’ve never truly gotten the opportunity to ask her a whole lot about what inspires her. So I did! 

What designers are you most inspired by? 

Coco Chanel, Karl Lagerfeld, Gianni Versace, and Donatella Versace. Also, I’m inspired daily by the independent designers; those of us that choose fabric over food and can still jump out of bed every morning because their passion is enough to sustain them!

What would be your dream award to win? 

Academy Award for Best Costume Design! An Oscar belongs on my mantle 💕 

If you had to design something specifically for me what would it be? 

Some serious Canadian Couture to show your new neighbours how fabulous you and your Canadian roots are.

Would you ever sell your brand? 
I couldn’t; I am my brand. . It would be awkward to say the least because I design what I feel . I think that’s priceless. 

What would you be opposed to designing? 
I will try anything once. Twice if I like it just to be sure 😉 

What celebrity would you enjoy designing something for?
I once created a dress with Rhianna in mind when I was in design school. It was a flapper style adorned with hardware store nails! Now- Met Gala – Beyoncé, and we’d win best dress of the night , I guarantee it! 

I have always been a fan and supporter of Erikka and Neid and since meeting her I’ve gotten the opportunity to see many of her creations as well as her brand grow amazingly. is where you can purchase her amazing designs and you can also find her on instagram @neidstudio 

JT dreams too. 

Alright, first things first, I am not referring to Justin Timberlake. This post is about a man who is inspirational through his music and the stories he shares through lyrics. He’s been in the spotlight for years and I can personally say that he is humble, kind, and very friendly.

My father worked for a music company when I was young, I was very fortunate to meet some amazing artists although truthfully I was too young to appreciate the wonderful gift that was bestowed upon me at the time.

Photographs of artists like Shania and Jan Arden posed next to my father are a mere part of the decor in my parents home.

I’ve always had a love for music and I would said it goes as far as being a passion. I learned to play the guitar, I love to sing, I taught myself how to mix music, and there is more than one occasion that I’ve gotten lost in lyrics and seen multiple days go by without notice.

Last night I had the priveledge of seeing one of my all time idols with my father. This man is someone who I grew up listening to and is one of my fathers favorite artists, and mine as well. This man not only sang last night, he told jokes, stories, and I was lucky enough to meet him, exchange stories and even take some selfies.

Who is this man, I’m sure you’re curious. His name is James Taylor and in 1968 when he sang “something in the way she moves” for Paul McCartney and George Harrison he had a dream about being signed by a label. The Beatles record label “Apple Records” signed him and gave him the shot to be the astounding musician he is today.

Prior to being signed, James had a band called “Original Flying Machine” which seemingly crashed and burned before his opportunity at stardom. His parents had grown tired of him lounging around the house all day so he set off and at that time whilst dealing with the pains of missing home he wrote and recorded my all time favorite song “Carolina.”

This just goes to show, no matter how small you feel in this world with a plethora of people and their dreams, yours may come true to. You just have to work for it.

Thank you James Taylor for a wonderful show last with your All Star Band. You left the crowd with memories of a fantastic evening and many laughs. One of my dreams was to meet you, last night we crossed that off the bucket list. Enjoy your Caesar, glad I got to teach you about my favorite beverage.



Evelor Savior Guest Post

To my jaw dropping surprise I had the priveledge of communicating with an amazing and inspirational woman named Evelor Savior this past week. Not only is she a Musician and Entrepreneur, she is also a TV Host and one of my biggest role models. 

When I approached Evelor to write a piece for The Basic Bish I honestly did not expect a reply, let alone the kind of response I got. She was so down to earth, gracious, and honoured I had approached her it was heart warming. To have someone like her want to be part of the movement of positivity I am trying to create was a feeling like no other. 

Evelor, thank you from the bottom of my heart for your contribution to The Basic Bish. Your words come from the soul and are very moving and inspirational. 

How to Truly LOVE Who You Are! 

By Evelor Savior 

“Greater self-love automatically generates greater love for others. When you’re not being resentful for neglecting yourself, it’s so much better for all of us and the planet. Be authentic to your needs and who you are honey; it’s super sexy.” -Evelor Savior

Sometimes we may be so focused on catering to societies’ expectations of us that we forget the fact that we are the number one person who need to show the greatest love and compassion to ourselves first. The moment we start paying attention to the way we’re truly treating ourselves and to how we think about ourselves, that’s when the shift into a greater love-filled life begins. There are three most common ways we tend to belittle ourselves:
1) Criticizing our physical body

Let’s pretend that our face, stomach, and legs have feelings of their own. How do we think they’d FEEL when we throw judgments at them such as: “You’re distorted, why are you not proportionate?, You’re fat, ugly, and definitely not toned. Why can’t you look like so-and-so’s body shape, etc…?” They would feel pretty sad and unloved, right? Plus, not feeling good about ourselves, especially for long periods of time, directly affects our health. It is in our best interest to offer kinder words and perception to our body as it is a magical vehicle that allows our Soul to experience physical life on planet Earth.

2) Criticizing our abilities

How many times do we go on Facebook, Instagram, or some form of social media to see our friends posting photos of their amazing achievements and fun life adventures and then felt bad about ourselves because we feel that our own life doesn’t look as great? We might beat ourselves up for not doing enough, for not getting rich fast enough, for not having as much resources as other people do, for (fill in the blank). The question is, what month, day, year, and time will we start being our greatest lover and fan? When will we recognize the sacredness of our personal life’s journey and how everything is unfolding for us with profound purpose? When will we consciously become the CEO of our happiness and witness with gratitude all the blessings that we have been given and are continuing to receive? That time will surely arrive as soon as we want it to.

3) Refusing to forgive ourselves

It can be so easy to forgive other people; yet when it comes to forgiving ourselves, we tend to say: “How could I? I should have known better; it’s all my fault, I deserve to be punished; I deserve to struggle and suffer before I can know true joy and happiness again…etc” Let’s do something, think of the Sun rising in the sky every morning. See it clearly in your mind. Does the Sun ever say: “Ok, Mr. Jack did something bad yesterday, therefore I will not shine over his house today. And Ms. Paula cheated on her husband, therefore no Sun rays shall shine over her house for five years?” Now, think of a new born baby who simply loves everyone regardless of anyone’s past history or “mistakes list”. Take a moment to FEEL what it feels like to be loved unconditionally -just as you are. Now, do the same for yourself day in day out. 

As we review our habitual behaviors and our way of thinking about ourselves, here are some practical steps we can take this week to nourish our lives with greater self-love and compassion and therefore uplifting everyone around us in the process.

1) Write a heartfelt love letter to yourself on a fancy paper and frame it. Hang it in your home where it will be the most visible to you.

2) Have a “Why I Love Myself” get-together with your close friends. In your own way, invite everyone to hold an attitude of appreciation, nurturing, and of seeing the beauty within each person without judgments. Then, do a round-robin where each person gets to openly share why he or she loves himself or herself. Celebrate each other; have some finger foods for everyone or share a yummy potluck afterwards.

3) Appoint yourself as your TPO (Thought Police Officer) and monitor closely how you’re thinking about yourself, your body, and your abilities most of the time. Ask yourself: “Is this thought I’m having right now honoring the compassion, love and respect I deserve? If the answer is no, let the thought go and mentally say this command to your inner-Self: “Cancel. Clear. Delete. Now magnify love.”

4) Say “I Love You (Insert your name)” to yourself way more often. Take a self-love break during the day just to hug yourself and kiss your shoulders or your hands. Yes it might feel silly at first. You learning to admire yourself and vibrating more love into the Planet is more important tough. 

Thank you for your commitment to helping all of us experience paradise on Earth by always being true to ourselves. Reading this article and feeling inspired is one thing; putting into practice the tips that it provides is where the magic happens. May your choices continue to add greater love, joy, and compassion to yourself and the world. We all believe in YOU!

Copyrights 2015 by Yveslaure Faure Mardy, publicly know as Evelor Savior. 

Evelor Savior became aware of her intuitive ability to hear and interact with Angels, Star Beings, and Spirit Guides at the age of six years old, few years after both of parents transitioned. Overcoming a near-death experience in New York ignited her passion of using her spiritual gifts to help people easily create the joyful life, relationships, and career experiences they desire. She is also a TV Host, multi-lingual musician, Reiki Master, Certified Past-life Healer by Dr. Doreen Virtue, author of three books, and creator of the Self-Love Wizardry home training program. Discover more at 

People vs. Passions

Passion. Every person is born with this instilled in them, it’s up to us to determine where to direct that passionate energy. 

I’ve often been very envious of people who have found what it is they’re passionate about in life. For years I’ve  tried to be passionate about things. You name it, there was more than likely a day where I thought I found my passion whether it was basketball in grade school, snowboarding, playing guitar, learning how to DJ, or one of the other hundreds of things I was determined to commit myself to. 

This week I had an interesting experience that made me rethink my views on people’s passions. I’ve determined that a person cannot go out seeking a passion or necessarily pick one, I believe passions pick their people. I say this because I tried for years to force myself to be passionate about various things but was always unsuccessful. This was due to the lack of effort I possessed to be great at something I didn’t love from the bottom of my heart. That internal drive to be the best at something just didn’t exist within me, no matter how hard I tried to force it. 

I should point out that there are things  I excel in that I enjoy doing. For example, I’m good at working however I don’t leap out of bed every morning cheering myself on, or spend countless hours studying how to be a better employee. 

So here’s the experience that changed my views. I worked for an automotive company for close to 5 years and thoroughly enjoyed it. I started off as an appointment coordinator and became a Service Advisor shortly there after. I did very well within the company, even going as far as to compete in a worldwide competition on technical knowledge of the brand. I placed 9th overall and I am very proud of my accomplishment, afterall the automotive world is still a male dominated industry and I was a fresh faced 22 year old female. When you participate in things like that you begin to get noticed, whether you know it or not. 

I’d like to tell you that I was trying to prove a point or show up the boys but that wasn’t the case at all. I decided to compete solely to expand my knowledge of the brand, which would in turn benefit my clients and the level of customer service I could provide. That is exactly what it did for me. Even though my proud moment went unnoticed and was not acknowledged at work it was the self gratification that meant the world to me. 

Little did I know it didn’t go unnoticed, the right people knew and when an opportunity arose it presented itself to me because of my achievements within the company. Not only had I made the top 10, I was always very high on the charts with my survey responses from clients which made me more visible on a corporate level. To spare you from the novel I could certainly write, I’ll simplify.  I received a phone call one afternoon about a job offer which subsequently lead to one more phone call and ultimately my acceptance of the position. 

At 25 years old I packed my life into a u-haul trailer along with my dachshund Lily and we left the city I was born and raised in, to begin our new adventure 3 hours away. I facilitated the grand opening of a brand new dealership which was literally dirt when I arrived. I was now the Service Manager and unbeknownst to me the Shop Foreman (or woman!) I ordered all the tools, hired and trained staff, and watched my dreams come true. I also took it upon myself to enroll in Shop Foreman training as I had only ever been an apprentice prior to gaining this new title. 

I was the only person who had come from the brand at this new dealership which meant a lot of people had an abundance of questions and I was the problem solver. It was hectic, crazy, exhausting and my entire life for months but I wouldn’t trade it for the world. I had no idea how to be a Service Manager when I accepted the position and sadly I had no one to guide me as the company that bought the dealership had never owned one of this sort. I figured it out on my own, I used contacts from my previous years in the industry and any online resources the brand offered to absorb as much knowledge as I could retain. There were many challenges and long nights trying to educate myself to make this a success, but it paid off as my first month in action resulted in a 76% net gross profit. I was in shock, most dealerships don’t expect to be profitable the first year and I had done it the first month. I felt on top of the world. That world would soon shatter and present me with the toughest decision I’ve had to make in my career thus far. 

I don’t need to go into detail but suddenly the inappropriate remarks made by people I reported to and the overall atmosphere was less than ideal. I had done what I was hired to do and other individuals apparently had ulterior motives I was unaware of. In 5 years I had gone from being the appointment coordinator to becoming the Service Manager/Shop Foreman and it would sadly end there. 

I’ll never forget the day I had my first interview to be the appointment coordinator. The Service Manager asked me what my ultimate goal was in the industry, I told him I wanted his job. Little did I know back then, in less than 5 years I would make that ultimate goal come true. 

I had to leave the dream I had longed and worked so vigorously for against all odds as a woman, because of someone else. That was by far the most gut wrenching feeling I had ever felt. 

I don’t know if I’ll ever really be able to let it go. I still feel like I failed at the one thing I wanted the most. The emotions can be destructive and overwhelming at times, so much that I begin to doubt myself and my present capabilities. My mind often wanders into a dark sea of dissapointments. I question myself on a different platform, uncertain of the life I truly want to live. I’m curious as to whether or not the lifestyle I’m leading at this present time, is even the one I desire. 

I have since of course relocated back to my hometown and attained employment with another automotive dealership/brand. The struggle still remains, this isn’t what I worked so hard for. The anxiety I feel towards the emptiness and lack of belonging that consumes my mind on a daily basis is torture. It’s as though I’m just going through the motions instead of truly living. This is what I feel purgatory would be like, life in limbo unsure of what’s to come. 

A strange thing occurred last week. As I approached the doorway to my superiors office I noticed a guest, so I proceeded to immediately turn back to avoid interruption of their conversation. I was addressed and subsequently introduced to a shop foreman who ironically works in the same city I had just moved back from. As my superior introduced me he mentioned my previous employment and to my surprise the guest stood up to shake my hand and tell me he was flattered to meet me. This guest then proceeded to tell me about how I was known as “the young female service manager that opened the dealership very successfully.” At that moment, I was speechless. I had just received the greatest compliment I could have ever asked for, and yet I could feel the tears welling in my eyes as I tried to keep my composure before politely removing myself from the situation. 

It was that day that I realized what my passion is and always will be. It was that brand. My heart bleeds that Castrol oil, my mind is composed of those gears, and my actions are driven by a supercharged engine. I refuse to let my journey through life be part of an assembly line. 

I stepped outside to compose myself and contain the Le Mans track of thoughts racing through my mind. It all started to become clear to me, that was the confirmation that I needed. This gentleman not only acknowledged my personal success opening the dealership, but mentioned after I left it had all fallen apart resulting in the loss of his dealerships business. This was due to the disaster my beloved service department had become against the whole hearted intentions I had for it. 

Words cannot truly describe the depth in which my heart sank. All my hard work, gone. Not only had my dream been shattered, but a service department that had the capability to practically print money and exceed all brand expectations had crumbled as well. As much as I wanted to be over the moon with bitter and spiteful thoughts of karma, I was the complete opposite. I was destroyed on the inside that everything I built wasn’t maintained and prosperous to the level I had set out for it to be. 

Life can change at a very rapid pace, all of a sudden your mind has changed tracks unexpectedly when you hadn’t yet discovered you had boarded the train. I must have boarded a bullet train because there is only one destination I’m heading to. My ultimate goal has changed and I look forward to sharing my story as I embark on my new journey to becoming a Dealer Principle for the brand I will always stand behind. 

Harry Chaos Clothing Guest Post

What an amazing week this has been, although it’s been very hectic at work I have had some of the greatest support from people that inspire me on a daily basis. 

The following guest post is from Harry Chaos Clothing, an Australian made brand with to die for apparel. Sean, the creator for Harry Chaos is such inspiration to me because of the way you can see his passions for life through his brand and photos. 

Sean, I am so gracious for your contribution to the blog and our flourishing friendship through the process. Thank you for your spreading positive vibes with The Basic Bish! 

I asked Sean to write about what he is passionate about, here’s his inspiring piece:


 My name is Sean Anderson, creator of Harry Chaos Clothing. An Aussie made lifestyle brand from Melbourne in Victoria, Australia.

I grew up in a rural town (Ballarat, Victoria) with my parents and two brothers.
We didn’t exactly have a lot of money growing up, but our family was much richer in other aspects of our lives.

We got to spend a lot of time with each other on family holidays. Going to places like the Murray River, Nelson Bay and Portland, mainly to see family a few times a year. We also played a lot of sport, which our parents were always there.

Needless to say we had a rad child hood, and as you grow older you come to realize that family out weighs money, any day of the week. I’m more than grateful for life our parents gave us.

The one thing I hated most about not having much money was “HAND ME DOWN CLOTHES” HAHA! I’m sure there’s plenty of people out there that know what it’s like to run second hand clothes from their older siblings! 

So one day when I was around the age of 15, my Mum took me to the local skate/surf shop to get some new t-shirts, I was stoked. But, being a skinny kid I struggled to find a good tee that fit me the way I wanted it too, I’m very picky when it comes to clothes. I remember standing in the shop looking around thinking “how good would it be to have my own clothing label”

Something I can create for myself that i’d actually like to wear. It was a dream!

When I finished school I also wanted to be a graphic designer, but I was terrible at learning. If I wasn’t excited about it, and couldn’t concentrate, my mind would always wonder.
By the time I finished school, I got an enter score of 21, which was too low to get into graphic design…..shit!!

I was stuck and didn’t know what to do, so I took the easy way out and became a tradesman. Terrible idea!

So after 12 years of being a plasterer, I bit the bullet and created

‘Harry Chaos Clothing’ something I had dreamt about for half my life. I had no idea how to start or run a company, but I just had to start. 

All day, everyday I think about how I can better my brand and my future, I love it! Being able to creat on a daily basis, and getting people tell me they love my brand is an amazing feeling. I’m just a disappointed in myself for not making it happen sooner, but I never regret the past, it is what it is!
I could go on forever about my brand and my dreams, but that would take way too long.

The moral of this story, if you have a dream, don’t wait for it to happen. You have to go out and make it happen, do what it takes to see that dream come alive. Start today, don’t waist another moment.

As the old saying goes “TIME WAITS FOR NO MAN”

Sean Anderson




Photography is much like life. My passion for capturing stillness is unexplainable. Those moments frozen in time have depth, meaning, and feelings that cannot be expressed on another platform. This is what best describes me. I turned my passion into a business, I’ve done very well with it and I plan to continue to create those images of stillness, freedom, and motivation for the rest of my days. Photographs can withstand the ticking clock of time and be forever a memory of what was, what is, and what could be. 

All of the photos you see on my blog, are my own. I encourage you to look past the words written and form your own meaning behind them. That’s the beautiful thing about photography, no one can ever duplicate the meaning behind the picture. Perception is everything. 

Life is a lot like photography; we use the negatives to develop.