I love the Canadian National Exhibition, also know as the CNE, but better know as The Ex. While it signals the ending of summer before all the kiddies goes back to school (or that TIFF is only a couple of weeks away), it’s one of the best places for people watching and fashion policing. Where else can you gather the most random groups of people together, all ages, backgrounds, and taste levels? No where in Canada is the concentration of leggings-as-pants higher. (I will stand by that statement, but I’m open to a challenge.)
The best things about The Ex this year:
Like, what? The Proclaimers on opening day who played one of my favourite songs, Sunshine on Leith (they were so young back then. Mind you, so was I.). Be still ma wee Scottish heart. Best! Don’t miss Dragonette and Beauty School Dropout crooner Frankie Avalon coming up! Check out upcoming concerts here.
The Bridemaids Exhibit
OK, maybe this should be the worst thing, cuz if you’ve ever been a bridesmaid, you know it’s a rare thing to actually like your dress. If I hadn’t buried the photos of me a 17 in 1993 wearing an outdated puffy purple thing, I would share it here. Imagine something like this. (No joke, it really did look like that.)
All your favourites are back, including the Polar Express. Anyone who has ridden it, knows the answer to the infamous, “do you wanna go faster?” New this year is the Zip Line, which scares the crap outta me and the Mach 3, which I had to pass. I’ll stick to the classics.
All your favourite carnival food is spread across the exhibition, but it’s really the Food Building where all the good (and sometimes not so good stuff is.) And really, if you’re getting a stomach ache because you ate a cronut burger, a full bag of cotton candy, a jumbo corn dog, then swallowed it down with an extra large Diet Coke, well, you deserve that toilet bowl hugging. I prefer to be what I drink – someone pass me a candy apple martini.