#Window Shades in Toronto

[texeurodrapery]

Window Shades in Toronto and Mississauga: A Stylish and Comfortable Choice for Your Home

Window shades are a type of window treatment that can enhance the style and comfort of your home in Toronto and Mississauga. In this presentation, we introduce you to the different types of window shades available in the market, such as cellular shades, roller shades, roman shades, sheer shades, woven wood shades, and screen and solar shades.

[lernerinteriors]

Linen is an excellent window covering fabric, offering numerous benefits like durability, natural beauty, and energy efficiency. Discover why linen stands out as a preferred material for window treatments, enhancing both the style and functionality of your home. Discover the advantages of choosing linen as your window covering fabric for a more comfortable living space.

[centurian-window-fashions]

Elevate your Toronto-area restaurant's atmosphere with perfect window shades. Discover what factors to consider and the best types of shades for your establishment.

[danielaprice]

Home Office - Library Example of a mid-sized transitional freestanding desk dark wood floor and brown floor home office library design with yellow walls and no fireplace

[craftsmanshutte]

Wooden blinds possess the ability to transform your house into a classic one without any extra cost on the interior. Not only wood blinds are known for their durability, but they are also equipped with an array of customization options available with us at a rate worth your budget. We, at Craftsman Shutters, are committed to meeting all your blind-related requirements ensuring better functionality.

Why Opt for Wood Blinds?

Craftsman Shutters bring to you wood blinds in different paint and stain options. The specialty of this type of blind is slate which is made from completely real wood, letting you decide the stain and keeping the flooring or furniture of your house in concern. We also offer paints in neutral colors that can go with any interior decor. Besides, you get to decide the slat sizes depending on the size of your window and the amount of light as well as the privacy you want to have.

[probablyasocialecologist]

Ripping up concrete sidewalks and parking lots and instead planting urban forests and using less cars can all help to decrease indoor and outdoor air temperature. In cities with an abundance of water, “soft cooling” techniques using fans and pools can also greatly reduce extreme temperatures.

Many architects today are also changing how they design buildings: only providing AC in specific rooms instead of through a central heating system. This way, people can choose to open or close their windows if they want, while reducing the energy needed to cool the hallways and lobby areas.

If you face photovoltaic panels westward, you can time the peak electricity production from solar energy with peak electricity demand for cooling. Using better glass on buildings, external shading, increasing air movement and installing ceiling fans—all of these further reduce reliance on AC.

In the longer term, we can cool our streets by narrowing them, using less dark colors that absorb heat, and aligning streets to prevailing winds. There are also ways we can overhaul the way we do air conditioning itself.

Many cities already provide air-conditioned public spaces as a public health services; we could also redesign apartment buildings with social spaces for people to hang out, by, for example, transforming the much cooler basements into lounges.

We could build cooperative housing that is ecologically and efficiently designed, so that people can together manage their energy use and decide on their own innovations to lower temperature. Toronto has a district cooling system that uses cold water from the bottom of Lake Ontario, and then uses the warmed up water for the drinking water supply.

[nhlclover]

𝐅𝐀𝐋𝐋𝐈𝐍' 𝐀𝐋𝐋 𝐈𝐍 𝐘𝐎𝐔 | 𝐌𝐀𝐓𝐓𝐇𝐄𝐖 𝐊𝐍𝐈𝐄𝐒

summary: the morning after with your boyfriend

warnings: some semi-nsfw content, sexual themes, mentions of sex

note: this became a lot more sexual than i intended lol but i actually love this one and i love him.

word count: 0.7k

There wasn’t anything much better than waking up in the same bed as my boyfriend. Our work schedules often conflicted, with me working long and odd hours and him being out of town so often, so we jumped at the rare opportunities we could spend with one another. Following the Leafs' win last night, we wasted no time in getting back to Matthew's apartment, our clothing being discarded not long after the front door had shut.

When I awoke in the morning, I was tangled in Matthew’s cotton sheets. I reached around for him, but only felt the mattress. I opened my eyes, finding him on the other side of the bed. Matthew was lying on his stomach, one arm draped over the edge of the bed. The morning sun beamed through the windows in his condo that he refused to buy curtains for because “we’re so high up no one can see us anyways”. The sun hit his unclothed back, making his skin seem a shade of pure gold.

I leaned over, tracing his toned back softly with my nails. He didn’t even stir. The idea popped into my head quickly, sliding out from under the sheets, grabbing Matthew’s shirt from atop the dresser that I had removed and flung across the room last night. I slipped out of the room, softly shutting the door behind me.

I went to the kitchen, pulling out the frying pan and pancake mix from the cabinet. I scavenged his pantry and fridge for toppings to add to the pancakes. He had chocolate chips but little fruit so I had to improvise by using frozen fruit typically used for smoothies. I mixed together the batter, decorating each individual pancake with some toppings.

“Is that my shirt?”

I jumped at the sound of Matthew's morning voice coming from behind me. I turned around, seeing him leaning against the counter. He now donned a pair of loose-fitting boxers that hung low on his hips, exposing his v-line and happy trail that I remembered tracing the night before.

“First item of clothing I saw.” I shrugged, turning back around and flipping the pancake in the pan. “Somebody tore my shit off when we were in the living room.”

Matthew looked to the couch where, in fact, my white jeans and the Knies Maple Leafs jersey sat discarded. He chuckles, his laugh coming out gravely. I hear his bare feet padding across the floor, getting closer to me until I feel his arms rope around my waist, pressing soft kisses into my jaw. I tilt my head away, giving him better access. He chuckles again, his laugh vibrating against my skin.

Matthew pulls me away from the stove, turning me in his arms to face him. He leaned down, softly connecting our lips. His lips are just as warm as the morning sun that was beating down on the city of Toronto. He snaked his hands down to my legs, picked me up off the ground and walked me to the island, placing me on it. Matthew's shirt had ridden up on me, coming above my hips so my bare legs were sat against the cool granite countertops.

He looks down, seeing that I had on no pants and instead the same white lace underwear that led to the discarded clothing the night before. He groaned, leaning his head back and smiling. I slowly let my legs spread a little wider, intentionally teasing him.

“Are you trying to turn me on right now? Cause' it's working.” He says, his hands gripping my thighs. I giggle, his thumbs now tracing uneven circles into the inside of my thighs.

“How about round two?” He asks in a low voice.

I lean forward, nearing my lips to his before hopping off the counter and pushing past him to the stove. “After, because you’ve just caused my pancake to burn.” I say, taking the spatula and scraping away at the well-overcooked pancake on the pan.

“You are an incredible tease.” He says.

I snort at him. “You better get to work on frying the bacon or else no second round.” I warn.

He laughs and shakes his head in disbelief, a small smirk toying at his lips. He passes behind me, slapping my ass on the way by.

“Yes ma’am.” He says, getting the bacon from the fridge.

[thesugarclubs-blog]

Clouds - Wanda Maximoff x OC

warnings: strangers to lovers, paniked flyer, scared/comfort

word count: 4.1k

WP: https://www.wattpad.com/1451146701-clouds-bailey

vibe: “Ha ha,” She rolled her eyes playfully. “You brought this on yourself really, could’ve left me to suffer in silence the whole plane ride.” 

“And miss the chance to see that smile? I could never.” The red head cood as she tucked a stray hair behind Bailey’s ear, the soft touch sending sparks all over her body.

Masterlist

“How long is this flight again?” Bailey asked her sister over the phone as she dug through her purse for her kindle with shaking hands. 

“Seven hours,” her sister said between bossing around someone on the other end of the phone. “You would think it’s this florist's first wedding.” She scoffed. 

The silence was deafening when Bailey didn’t answer with something sarcastic or mean. 

“B,” Tess said, “did I mention how much I love you for doing this? I know how much flying scars you, but I really needed you this weekend. This wedding wouldn’t be the same without you.” 

Tess was marrying her fiance Josh in London where they met six years ago. And despite Bailey begging on her knees for them to get married in Toronto, closer to home, Tess wanted the romantic get away. 

“It’ll be over before you know it,” Tess encouraged. “And I stocked the wine bar for you in your hotel room.” 

“Now you’re speaking my language,” Bailey laughed a soft, nervous laugh. “I should go, the flight attendant keeps giving me dirty looks.” 

“I love you, try to relax. I’ll see you soon.” She cooed and ended the call. 

“Try to relax,” Bailey mocked with her head down. “Easier said than done when you’ve reached talking to yourself status…” she sighed and turned to look out the window. 

She made an exaggerated play of turning off her phone, mentally giving the stewardess the bird. She might be terrified but she was terrified with attitude.

Bailey settled back into her seat, fastening her seatbelt and wishing they were in the air already when she felt weight in the neighbouring  seat and a brush of pressure against her arm.

"I'm sorry, did I disturb you?" the red head smiled apologetically to her as she adjusted her position, "I forget how little space you actually get in these tin cans."

Bailey glanced over, her eyes meeting the most perfect shade of green she’s ever seen and almost stumbling over her words because of them. “Tin can?” She asked. 

The woman grinned and looked over at her. “That’s practically what these are.” She said gesturing to the plane. “Giant metal tubes with wings.” 

Unease filled Bailey’s stomach as the woman grinned. “Great.” Bailey whispered.

“Oh,” her seat-mate said, “you’re a nervous flyer. I’m sorry.” Her hand covered her mouth apologetically but her green eyes sparked with the hint of a smile. “Please feel free to ignore me.”

“It’s fine, honestly,” Bailey grimaced, swallowing past the knot of nausea and hoping her face wasn’t as green as she felt. “If I could have been anywhere else but here I would have been.”

She fiddled with the rings on her fingers nervously, twisting one way and the other in hopes that it would soothe her some. 

“I imagine you must have a pretty good reason to get out of your comfort zone then?” her neighbor asked, her voice laced in a curious tone. “I’m Wanda, by the way.” She added reaching a hand out towards Bailey. 

She reached a hand out in response and as soon as the red head’s hand closed around hers a sense of comfort hit her nerves. 

“Bailey,” she answered with awkward smile as she reluctantly pulled her hand back to her lap, “and yeah, its my sister’s wedding.” 

“Well I think it’s very sweet of you to get on a plane for her, Bailey.”

“It might be fuelled by more guilt over missing it than sweetness but,” Bailey offered the sarcasm up expecting Wanda to miss it. 

“At least it’s not because you’re in love with her fiancé?” Wanda raised an eyebrow. She was incredibly pretty and a rush of nervousness caught Bailey by the tongue. 

Is she flirting with me?

“He’s not my type,” Bailey said, hoping that she hadn’t read the room… plane…wrong. 

“Well then,” Wanda’s soft laughter filled the cabin and it blanketed the short circuiting nerves Bailey couldn’t control. “Lucky me.”

As the last passengers boarded and took their seats, Bailey smiled back, blushing slightly, feeling more calm than she had been in the days since she'd booked the flight.

Turning back to her kindle, (What? She didn't want to come across as desperate) she switched off whilst the cabin crew performed their safety ritual and the plane started taxiing to the runway.

The seatbelt signs lit and the Captain's voice filled the cabin as the plane's engines gained in momentum and volume.

Bailey felt her whole body tense, gripping her seat rests and closing her eyes. "Oh my god, oh my god, oh my god..." she chanted under her breath.

Her eyes slid closed as she tried to suck in any air she could to keep herself calm but the cabin air was thick with pressure making it hard to do anything. Bailey felt soft fingers curl over her own as she breathed and a warm scent of cinnamon and vanilla wash over her as Wanda leaned in. "You gotta breathe Bailey," Wanda whispered. "We're almost up in the air." 

Bailey's eyes opened and flickered over to the woman with the beaming smile. 

"There she is." Wanda rasped, "Breathe in... and out... there you go."

“How thanks you do that…” Bailey stammered, flushing at Wanda’s tinkling giggle. “No. I mean….thanks. I don’t know how you managed to calm me down but you did.”

“Maybe I’m magic.” Wanda smiled, her nose crinkling sweetly as she wiggled her fingers in Bailey’s direction.

“You sure are something,” Bailey murmured in response, trying not to kick herself when she realised she’d uttered the words out loud.

“How about you let me buy you a drink to calm your nerves a little more?” Wanda nodded her head towards the back of the plane, where the hostess had begun her journey down the aisle with the drinks trolley.

“Oh, you don’t-” Bailey began, breath hitching in her throat as Wanda’s hand fell atop hers once more. 

“Please?” She whispered with a soft bat of her eyelashes that did nothing to coax the words out of Bailey’s brain which she was sure had finally short-circuited. “I know I don’t have to, but I want to. Whatever you want, really.” 

“Thank you, again.” Bailey smiled bashfully. 

Wanda smiled as she reached for the button to call the flight attendant, “Anytime, beautiful. We are gonna be together for a while here, if I can do at least one thing to make your flight even a little more bearable, I will.” 

She could feel the heat rising to her cheeks yet again at Wanda’s  compliment. What was this woman doing to her? It had rolled so naturally from her lips in that sweet voice almost like she’d called her that a thousand times before. 

“I’d like that,” She finally responded, a soft smile on her face as she settled back in her seat. 

Bailey watched Wanda flirt with the flight attendant, her smooth voice and pretty smile won a favor and the attendant was quick to bring them back two drinks. Their fingers brushed momentarily together as Bailey took her cup and pressed it to her lips. 

"Are these doubles?" Bailey could smell the whiskey brimming in the cup. "Are they even allowed to do that on a plane?"

"Probably not but uh..." Wanda peered over her shoulder to wave her fingers at the woman who had served us, "Amanda there was easily swayed."

"You're very good at making people feel comfortable," Bailey said, downing some of her drink and letting it warm her chest. 

"Are you comfortable now?" She asked her as she sipped on her own drink. 

"A little yeah, it's going to be a long seven hours though." Bailey admitted. 

"How about we play a game?" Wanda shifted in her seat and curled a leg up beneath her. "Twenty questions, first person to not answer one buys the next round?" 

"Alright," Bailey smiled, "Why are you going to London?" 

"Quick on the draw," Wanda laughed. "uh..."

She took a sip of her drink before turning back to Bailey, "it's a long story," she began. "and not one I can get into in a public place. Looks like the next round is on me." 

"Don't worry," Bailey replied.

"So," Wanda continued, "question two, what do you do?"

"As in?" Bailey prompted.

"Your choice," Wanda replied.

"Okay, well, I've just finished grad school, and I'm moving to Washington next month to start my job."

"Washington, DC?" Wanda asked. If Bailey wasn't mistaken there was a hint of hopeful in her tone.

She couldn't help the smile that formed on her face as she nodded. "Yeah, are you from there?" 

Wanda grinned over the edge of her cup. "Not from, but I frequent there often for work. Was that one of your questions?" 

Bailey laughed softly, "I guess so."

“Ok, my turn. Have you ever been to London before?” Wanda’s head tilted adorably as she waited for Bailey’s answer.

“No, I haven’t. I’ve got a fair bit of time after the wedding though. I wanted to make the most of my trip so I thought to explore a little.”

“An excellent plan,” Wanda hummed agreeably. “I would have done the same.”

“How about you?” Bailey asked. “Is this your first visit to London?”

“Oh no,” the redhead smiled, reaching over to rest her fingers delicately on Bailey’s arm. “My brother lives there so I’ve stayed with him quite a few times.” She leaned closer to whisper conspiratorially, her closeness sending a thrill down Bailey’s spine. “I don’t much care for his wife though, so this time I rented a little apartment.”

"That would have been smart," Bailey scrunched her nose up. "I'm in a hotel downtown."

"Less cozy," Wanda noted, "Did something happen to you that made you so scared of flying?"

"Oh were getting into it now," Bailey laughed, a little uncomfortable. "No, never. I don't do very good in tight spaces, and being in one suspended in the air..." Heat flushed her cheeks as Wanda leaned across the arm rest to listen, her pretty face cupped carefully in her hand, laden with rings and red nail polish. "Do you and your brother get along?"

"We're twins, it's always been just me and him for as long as I can remember and we're mega close, and then he met his wife. She doesn't understand the connection we have, the way we can tell what the other is thinking just with a glance. So that's had a bit of an effect on our relationship. That and of course the fact that he's now relocated to London so she can be near her family." Wanda explained.

"I'm sorry," Bailey replied. "That must be so hard." She reached out and placed her hand on Wanda's. "What about your parents?"

A flicker of something sadder shines in Wanda's eyes for a moment before she recovers and smiles leaning back into the chair again. "We lost them when were were teens." The smile falters for a moment. Bailey's hand curls over Wanda's again and she offers her a soft smile. 

"I'm sorry."  She whispered. 

Wanda shook her head softly but still gave Bailey's hand a squeeze. "It was a long time ago." She sucked in a soft breath before regaining that same smile.

Bailey gestured to the passing hostess, indicating for a refill on their drinks, but she kept her attention on the attractive woman before her.

“Your turn,” she murmured with a soft smile.

“Ok,” Wanda said, her expression fond and a little grateful. “What do you do for work?”

“I’m a photographer,” Bailey replied. “Mainly architecture, but I stray into the realms of portraiture when I need to bolster the bank account.” She grinned and lifted up her hands, setting her fingers as if she were putting Wanda in the centre of a frame. “Just as I thought,” she hummed. “Pretty as a picture.”

"That whiskey is sinking in," Wanda laughed. 

"Do you like to read?" Bailey looked down at the forgotten kindle in her lap. 

"Do you consider dirty smut romance reading?" Wanda cheeks blushed. 

"I think I just fell in love," Bailey swooned. "Tell me everything."

"I can't give away my secrets just yet." Wanda winked. 

Bailey chuckled, "fair enough." She said running her hand over the kindle. "I don't think I could get through life without this thing attached to me." 

"Why's that?" Wanda asked looking over at her. 

"It's just nice to be able to hide away in a fantasy world sometimes." Bailey said softly, "to put a pause on real life for a few minutes or a few hours."

"I understand," The red head mused, reaching a hand to her lap, fingers hovering just above hers before she dragged a fingernail across her hand. "Reading has been a refuge for me as well many a times in my life. Especially soon after we lost our parents. Books and my brother are all I had left." 

Bailey turned her hand over and laced her fingers tentatively with Wanda's. Sparks lit up at her nerve endings when she closed their hands together with a smile. 

"Maybe we can give each other some reading recommendations some time?" The brunette asked. 

"I'd love that," She answered green eyes sparkling with hope, "and not just because that means you don't wanna forget me the minute we make it to that terminal."

"I don't think I could," Bailey smiled. 

"Who's question-" Wanda started but the plane jumped and whiskey spilled from their glasses onto their laps. 

Bailey's heart pounded in her chest as the plane leveled back out and she found her hand trapping Wanda's in a death grip. "I'm sorry," she apologized and pulled their hands apart. 

"Why don't we watch a movie? Take our minds off things, we can share headphones?" Wanda wiggled an ear bud at Bailey who nodded. "Alright, your pick."

She could feel Wanda’s gaze on her as she scrolled through the selections, shaking her head at the choice, flicking rapidly from one  to the next.

"What are you in the mood for?" Wanda asked, a clear effort to keep the brunette's mind on her. "There's usually something good on these flights. What about a comedy?" 

The plane lurched again as another gust of turbulence took hold of it. Bailey couldn't help the squeal that erupted from her lips. She felt all color drain from her face as her chest heaved harshly. 

She felt Wanda’s fingers curl into hers and closed her eyes, taking in a trembling breath. 

“You’re ok, we’re ok Bailey. Just breathe, I’ve got you.” Voice soft and calming just inches away from Bailey’s ear. 

“Just focus on your breathing, I’ll choose for us.” 

Bailey did just that as she willed herself to shut out any noise other than Wanda’s voice and focused on the soft brush of her thumb against her skin as she breathed.

Wanda picked a rom-com, Sleepless in Seattle and once it was going she turned her focus back on Bailey. "How you doing?" She asked in a soft voice and Bailey counted herself through each stuttered breath. 

"I hate planes," she laughed nervously but stopped when Wanda wound their hands together once again. "A little less with you around." 

"Don't flirt too much, it'll go to my head." Wanda joked and cuddled in tight to Bailey, settling the warmest feeling over her almost as if she had covered her in a blanket. "Have you ever seen this one?"

Bailey knew what Wanda was doing, distraction had never seemed to work before but when the red head looked at her like that, the world faded into a dull roar. It made Bailey feel invincible. 

"No never," she answered honestly. 

"Oh my god, are you serious?" Wanda feigned shock.

Bailey let out a breathy stuttering laugh, "book worm remember?" 

"Right," Wanda smiled softly, her eyes raking over Bailey's features. "You okay now?" 

She nodded and gave a small smile as Wanda leaned closer over the armrest, giving her hand a soft squeeze. "Y-yeah," Bailey stuttered out softly taking the headphone Wanda held out for her. "Thanks." 

"Anytime," Wanda whispered softly.

Once her breaths had calmed and her heartbeats had settled Bailey lifted Wanda’s arm, her hold on her hand unfaltering she reached her free hand under to lift the armrest completely. 

“Hey,” The red head whispered, a mischievous glint in her eyes. “you stole my move.” She finished with a smile. 

A giggle slipped through the brunette’s lips before she settled her head comfortably on her shoulder. Wanda leaned down a touch, reaching for the blanket tucked into the pocket of the seat in front of her and settled it over them before resting her cheek on Bailey’s head.

Sleep found Bailey easier than expected and when the stewardess gently shook them awake she had a soft, comforting smile on her face because of it. Wanda's hair was messy and her cheek was warm from where it had been rested on Bailey. 

"Oh I hope I didn't drool on you," Wanda said in the cutest sleepy voice as the stewardess set the food on their trays. It looked about as delicious as airplane food could but her stomach rumbled all the same. 

"My sweater is soaked," Bailey teased with a smile.

“Look at her she’s all comfortable and she’s got jokes now,” Wanda teased back. 

“Ha ha,” She rolled her eyes playfully. “You brought this on yourself really, could’ve left me to suffer in silence the whole plane ride.” 

“And miss the chance to see that smile? I could never.” The red head cood as she tucked a stray hair behind Bailey’s ear, the soft touch sending sparks all over her body.

Bailey indicated to the screen, "so yet another time I've not watched Sleepless in Seattle," she smiled. "Seems I'm destined never to watch it."

Wanda traced her thumb along Bailey's cheek, following the crease which had formed during her rest on the red head's shoulder. Bailey's breath hitched at the touch, her gaze drawn to her companion's and she realised she was biting her bottom lip.

"That's ok," Wanda murmured, "I'm sure we could find it if we get chance to Netflix and chill."

“I’m still not convinced I’d see the whole movie,” Bailey smirked slyly. “I think there’d be more chilling than actual Netflix.” 

It was Wanda’s turn to blush at Bailey’s obvious flirting and the brunette popped a bite of dubious-looking chicken casserole into her mouth to try and hide her satisfied grin.

The pair continued their conversation over their meals, with Wanda suggesting some restaurants and pubs that she thought Bailey might appreciate during her time in the UK.

“You know, though,” Wanda said, gesturing with her fork, “most of these places are far more enjoyable with company. It’s a shame you don’t know anyone over there other than  the bride-to-be…”

Bailey’s heart pounded a little faster in her chest at what she thought Wanda was trying to imply and her breath hitched as she waited for her to finish her sentence.

“Maybe our calendars will align and we could enjoy a glass of wine and some food?”

"Get me through the landing first?" Bailey asked and Wanda nodded. "If we survive, I'll buy you dinner."

"Sounds like a rigged bet," Wanda smiled as their trays were taken and the seatbelt light popped on. The warning to prepare for landing came over the cabin and Bailey exhaled a shaky breath. "Hold my hand?" She asked her. 

"If it'll make you feel safe," Bailey winked at her and linked their hands together as the plane dropped into a lower altitude. Bailey sucked in nervous breath and Wanda gave her hand a little squeeze. 

"Fish and Chips." Wanda said quietly, "highly underrated, that's where you can take me."

"So confident," Bailey said between soft murmurs of counting her breathing. 

"No ketchup though, vinegar on the chips."

"You don't like ketchup?" Bailey laughed nervously as the plane rumbled and the wheels dropped. 

"Can't stand it," Wanda smiled. Bailey knew that she was just trying to distract her from the way the plane swept through the air getting closer to the runway but it was working and each silly remark from her pouty lips was enough to make everything else in the cabin fade to nothing.

“Well now I’m terrified to know your feelings on Ranch.” Bailey laughed. 

Wanda squeezed her hand gently with a grin as the wheels hit tarmac. “Let’s save that conversation for the third date.” 

A bright shade of pink spread over Bailey’s cheeks. Her stomach flipped at the promise and Wanda’s ability to turn her from a shaky mess to a melting puddle with only a few words. “Third date?” She choked out. 

Wanda shrugged. “I’m being optimistic.” She winked.

"So far so good," Bailey smiled, "and it looks like we've failed to die so I owe you at least one date."

"Where are you staying?" Wanda asked. 

"Kensington," Bailey replied, "the wedding's at Fulham Palace so it made sense to stay somewhere close and central. The whole wedding party's booked in there for the big day on Saturday."

Wanda stood, passing Bailey her bag from the overhead locker before retrieving her own.

“A lovely part of London,” she nodded, looking impressed. “I’ve never been to Fulham Palace but I’m sure it’s going to look beautiful all decorated.”

Bailey gazed thoughtfully at Wanda, warring internally with herself before deciding to take the bull by the horns.

“Would you…would you like to see it in person? I have a plus one and…never mind. I know it’s lot to ask and we’ve only just met and-“

Her ramble was cut off by a gentle finger on her lips.

"I have the perfect outfit," Wanda smiled and Bailey felt it down into her toes. She couldn't believe she had even had the nerve to ask but she felt lighter for doing so. Wanda stood staring at her, eyes dancing around her face like she wanted to ask her something but they were pushed forward by the flow of the traffic and off the plane. 

Bailey lost her in the crowd as they entered the terminal and swore to herself when she realized she hadn't gotten her number. 

"Shit," she swore she could feel her heart breaking. She had really liked Wanda. She wandered around in a panicked circle, searching the crowd for a fleck of red hair or that pretty, tantalizing smile but came short. "There goes the girl of my dreams..." Bailey rolled her eyes, trying to compose herself as the disappointed emotions bubbled up. 

"What's wrong?" Wanda's voice floated over her and Bailey turned to see her standing the middle of the packed airport. 

That smile drowning out every other bit of noise around them, the bodies became blurred and the voices hushed as Wanda stared at her.

“Thought I lost you there for a second,” Bailey laughed shyly. 

“I’m not going anywhere love,” Wanda said, reaching for her free hand and giving it a reassuring squeeze. “Besides, I was promised a date and I’m not missing a chance to see those pretty eyes again.” 

Bailey smiled brightly as butterflies swarmed her insides and warmth flooded her body at her words. Her capacity to both calm her and make her blush astonished her. She never thought she’s be grateful for a being on a plane but she felt damn grateful now and if it was next to Wanda, she’d get on a thousand more because she knew she’d be okay. 

The sound of her sweet voice and gentle brush of her knuckles pulled her from her thoughts. 

“There you are,” she cooed, “Let’s go find a cab pretty girl, we gotta get you to your sister so I can whine about missing you and wanting to kiss you again.” 

“Again?” The brunette questioned in a whisper. 

“Can I?” Wanda answered, green-eyes glinting with desire as she bit the corner of her lip. 

Bailey had barely nodded before she pulled her flush to her and her lips found hers in a tender kiss. She felt her smile into the kiss and she all but melted against her as she hummed, “even sweeter than I’d imagined.” 

The brunette flushed, her lips still tingling from their kiss as Wanda led them through the sea of people. She was really gonna have to thank her sister for wanting a London wedding.

[apipefullofdreams]

clean

nearly four years older than i was back then

and i feel my heart as it pieces itself back together,

forgetting you, forgiving you, finding me

amidst the parts of myself i’d given up

to be who you wanted.

i wore pink to my graduation,

a color you would have scoffed at,

and i listen to live videos of taylor swift’s concerts,

my favorite singer, even though

you hated her.

i laugh a little harder, walk a little crooked,

write poems late at night but never in the middle

of the morning,

and i dream, you know,

because now that the sky has cleared

i feel like i can.

nearly four years older than i was back then

and i can see it now,

the haze that covered us, that made me believe

you were supposed to be the everything i thought

you were.

i used to wish the worst for you,

and i lied when i said i didn’t.

maybe then i thought i meant it.

but for a long time, i wanted you to miss me,

wanted you to hurt,

wanted you to feel the way i felt,

wanted to read a poem about me on your tumblr

that you never wrote.

and i wished the worst for me too.

thought that leaving you would scar me,

painted me a shade of gray no one could ever love.

that leaving was the crime you said it would be,

that i’m the same as all the ones before,

that i betrayed you in my final act

of my performance of the girl who would never leave.

but now, i wish the best for both of us.

i hope you have a big apartment and you can see

the toronto sunset from your windows.

i hope you have someone to love and who loves you.

i hope you finally took yourself to therapy

and that your wounds are healing from all the cuts

you gave yourself.

i hope you love yourself a little more than you did before.

and i hope if you think of me, it’s more than our last words.

i hope someday i stop writing poems about you.

i hope i stop fearing that all the ghosts

in my closet will come out

in the shape of someone new.

i hope i stop thinking i’m unloveable, thinking

everyone will fizzle out of love with me

the way you did.

i hope someday your birthday passes

and i don’t think of you.

and i hope someday thinking of you

doesn’t feel like losing

a sober chip.

nearly four years older than i was back then

and the horizon seems closer.

i can’t make out your face clearly in my memory,

but i know it used to make me smile

before it made me sad.

nearly four years older than i was back then

and i wouldn’t change a thing, you know.

at one point i would have thought that heartless,

but if it’s heartless to protect your own,

then so be it. call me heartless.

i know i did it to keep mine beating.

nearly four years older than i was back then

and ‘i think i’m finally clean.’

[nesswrites]

"Hey sweetie, my boss told me I'll have to leave town to go to a conference, I should be home in a few days!" Jessica leaned against the doorframe of my office, smiling at me brightly. As always, her makeup was perfect, her long blonde hair pulled into a professional yet stylish ponytail.

I stood to give her a kiss. "Call me when you're on the way home, sweetheart. I'll make dinner for when you get back!" Behind me, the excel sheets blinked on my computer steadily, from the boring accounting job I did from home. Mostly freelance, to give me plenty of time to enjoy my fabulous wife.

Jessica leaned down into the kiss, her bubblegum-flavored lips brushing against mine. Despite the professional makeup, she always had a top layer of bubblegum lip gloss over her lipstick, because she'd loved the flavor since she was little. Finding different color shades of bubblegum lip gloss to gift her every so often was the highlight of every month.

Jessica whispered in my ear. "It will be in Toronto, if you want me to pick up anything for you, just text, babe. Boss said not to tell many people, it's a big client, but if you want anything at all, don't hesitate." Her lips brushed against my earlobe in a final kiss before she flounced upstairs to grab her always-ready suitcase, leaving me feeling weak in the knees.

As soon as her car pulled out, heading towards the airport, I locked all the doors. Safety first, even if she came home having forgotten something, she'd push the buzzer or type our special code in the alarm. Jessica always stressed that she wanted me safe whenever she had to leave.

Inside my office, I pulled the door closed, locking it behind me, and then put in a code Jessica didn't know about. On my windows, reflective, explosion-proof glass slid down. Over the door, more fortified glass. Lowering from the ceiling were three new computer screens, one with more accounts, including the private charter to Toronto, and the money Jessica would need to schmooze up with her target. One screen showed the map, the little flicker of Jessica's tracker, carefully hidden in her neck years before we'd met, indicating where she was. Five minutes from the plane, now.

The third screen...It showed a pasty old man, his white skin hanging flaccid on his face. His eyes were small and beady, and sweat clung permanently to his jowls. His grey hair was brushed carefully over a growing bald spot, and his mouth was full of fake white teeth.

He was a monster. His company only used cheap labor in far away countries, breaking up unions with guns. His current wife was 40 years younger than he was, and she was barely allowed to go in public. All his prior wives had died under mysterious circumstances.

He needed to die, and Jessica was the best...

But I was worried. Lately, I'd been slipping Jessica safer missions, but as her handler, I couldn't make it obvious. I couldn't let her know I was the one holding her back. She'd complained about it right before I found this mission, but even still I worried.

And I couldn't admit I was worried, because Jessica didn't know I was her handler. Didn't know that I knew she was an assassin. To all outsiders, she was a high ranking sales executive, who DID go to big conferences in the industry, who had even given a TED talk on marketing to a younger audience. And to all outsiders, I was an accountant, a short and chubby little woman who was hired freelance to clean up accounts after people quit, or died, or just made mistakes.

Lying to each other was the worst part.

I hadn't even known I was her handler until after our wedding, we had both been so careful. I would never schedule dates to be when "Assassin J" was out of town, because I had to be available for J's needs. And Jessica wouldn't schedule dates for when she was gone, because she wasn't there.

It wasn't until I'd checked the tracking on "J" right after sending them on an emergency mission, and Jessica having to leave suddenly to go to "an emergency sales meeting" that I'd felt the inkling of suspicion, and checking "J's" tracker, I'd seen them hurtling towards the airport away from my house.

And then Jessica having the sheer balls to ask her handler to make sure her new wife was protected while Assassin J was away. Not enough balls to invite me to the wedding, not that her shadowy handler would even go, but enough balls to ask me to protect her wife.

On the screen, Jessica's tracker blipped, the plane was taking off. I counted down in my head. In roughly three minutes, she would call her handler.

Two minutes.

One minute.

RING RING.

The phone blared and the headset with the voice modifier dropped down from the ceiling. I popped it over my head and clicked the "accept call" button.

Jessica's voice came cheerfully through the headset.

"Hey Boss! So I read the file, anything I need to know?"

I looked at my own file carefully. "Well, J, the target has fairly heavy security with him at all times, except when he's in his Penthouse suite. However, they will be patrolling the outside of the suite, the floors above and below, and the hotel lobby. When you reach location, you will be invited to the same hotel - you're staying two floors below him, and a dress will be provided. There is a conference and a sales pitch meeting to attend, red tie, try to schmooze to him like he was a normal client. If you're lucky, he'll invite you to his room.

"If his wife is there, knock her out gently, and then help get her out and to your room after the target is taken care of. She isn't the one who hired us, but our client has provided her with documents, money, and a plane ticket to make her escape.

"And stay safe, I don't want to tell your wife that you got hurt making a sale."

Jessica's breathy laugh came through the headset. "I would never worry her! You're still protecting our house, right? I know she thinks I worry too much, but in our industry, we make so many enemies."

I chuckled as well. "Your wife is as safe as possible, she activated the security as soon as you were out the door. And it would take someone exceptionally clever to find out who you are, J, I only learned your identity when you told me your wife's name, someone else would have to work VERY hard to find you."

I couldn't see it, but I knew Jessica was nodding. "Thank you, Boss. I'll have to call her when I land, she is bad about asking for gifts, and I want to get her something, and Toronto...hmm."

My face flushed a bit with pleasure, though Jessica couldn't see. "Well, J, the maple syrup is always good, but if you're looking for something a bit fancier, I hear there is a shoe museum in Toronto you can visit, or the baseball team is quite popular."

Jessica's voice came back a bit muffled, as if she was hiding a smile behind her hand. "PFFF, well I don't know about shoes, but baseball...I'll keep that in mind."

I grinned as we ended the conversation. As her boss, I could suggest things. As her wife, I felt guilty, even if the Blue Jays were my favorite team.

As her wife, I pulled out my phone, and sent a quick text, "See you when you're home! I don't know what I want, just get me syrup or something! <3"

----

Three days later, Jessica was on the plane home. Her mission had been a success. The old man's young wife was currently starting a new life in Paris, where one of my agents was helping her settle in. The old man's death hadn't hit the news yet, but that stood to reason, his body had disappeared without a trace from a penthouse apartment, surrounded by guards, at the same time as his young wife did. For all intents and purposes, it looked like the two had gone off somewhere. I knew his body wouldn't be found for a long while, it had been on a third plane, where it had been wrapped in chains, then dropped casually into the middle of the Atlantic Ocean.

My handler computers were tucked away. My cell phone was in my pocket, the handler phone app (which automatically activated voice masking when a call came to that number) quiet as Jessica pulled closer.

In the oven, I was cooking a nice baked chicken, a potato casserole, and Jessica's favorite, garlic roasted brussels sprouts.

Even my accounting client was happy, I'd fixed an error that was causing miscalculations of over a thousand dollars, and had identified the bug in his program that had been causing it.

And best of all, I'd found a black bubblegum lipgloss, which I'd carefully wrapped in a tiny box, with a bright pink ribbon, for Jessica when she came home.

When she was ready to tell me her job, I was ready to tell her mine. But in the meantime, we were happy.

Your spouse is leading a secret double life as an assassin, trying their best to keep it secret from you. This has never really worked, because, unbeknownst to them, you are actually their handler.

[texeurodrapery]

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[lernerinteriors]

Window Shades in Toronto: How to Maintain Your Sun Shades

Sun shades, also known as solar shades, are window treatments designed to block or filter sunlight while still allowing some to come in. They are typically made from materials that effectively block UV rays, reducing heat and glare.

The benefits of sun shades include energy efficiency by reducing the need for air conditioning and protecting furniture and flooring from fading due to sun exposure. Moreover, they enhance privacy during the day and provide a comfortable indoor environment. Additionally, solar shades can improve the aesthetic appeal of a room with their sleek and modern design.

Let’s look at how to best maintain sun shades in your Toronto home. 

Tips for Maintaining Sun Shades in Your Toronto Home

Here are the best ways to increase the life and performance of your sun shades: 

Dusting

One of the simplest yet most effective maintenance tasks is regular dusting. Dust can accumulate on the surface of your sun shades, making them look dull and dirty. Use a soft, microfibre cloth or a vacuum cleaner with a brush attachment to gently remove dust. For best results, do this at least once a week.

Spot Cleaning

It is important to act quickly when small stains or spots appear on your Toronto home’s sun shades. Use a mild detergent mixed with water and a soft cloth to gently blot the stained area. Avoid rubbing, as this can spread the stain or damage the fabric. After spot cleaning, use a dry cloth to remove any excess moisture.

 Deep Cleaning

Periodically, sun shades require a more thorough cleaning to remove built-up dirt and grime. The method of deep cleaning will depend on your shades’ material. Fabric sun shades can often be cleaned using a gentle upholstery cleaner. For those made from vinyl or other non-fabric materials, a mixture of water and mild soap can be effective. Always follow the manufacturer’s cleaning instructions to avoid damaging the shades.

Preventing Mould and Mildew

Sun shades can be prone to mould and mildew in areas with high humidity. To prevent this, ensure proper ventilation in the rooms where they are installed. Check regularly for any signs of mould and address them immediately by cleaning with a solution of water and vinegar or a commercial mould remover.

Addressing Wear and Tear

Checking for Damage

Regularly inspect your sun shades for any signs of wear and tear, such as frayed edges, broken cords, or bent frames. Addressing these issues promptly can prevent further damage. 

You can often do minor repairs, such as tightening loose screws or replacing broken cords on your own. In the case of more extensive damage, consider contacting a professional repair service.

Replacing Parts

Some parts of sun shades, such as brackets, cords, and mechanisms, may wear out over time. Keeping a supply of replacement parts on hand can make it easier to address issues as they arise. Many manufacturers offer replacement parts specifically designed for their products.

Seasonal Maintenance

Winter Care

Sun shades need extra care in Toronto winters. If you have outdoor shades, consider removing them or securing them properly to prevent damage from snow and ice. For indoor shades, ensure that they are kept away from direct contact with windows to prevent condensation from causing mould and mildew.

Summer Care

Sun shades are often used more frequently in summer months. Check regularly for any signs of wear and tear due to increased usage. Ensure that the shades are properly adjusted to provide maximum protection from the sun.

Proper maintenance of all window shades in your Toronto home is essential to keep them looking good and functioning effectively. Sun shades in particular need regular dusting and periodic deep cleaning. Moreover, you can extend their life by addressing wear and tear promptly and taking extra care during winter and summer. Remember, a little effort in maintaining your sun shades can go a long way towards preserving their beauty and performance.

[drapes-maintenance]

Top Tips for Cleaning and Maintaining Your Blinds

Your blinds are an essential part of your home’s interior, offering privacy, light control, and style. Whether you have elegant California shutters, convenient motorized blinds, versatile zebra blinds, or chic roller shades, keeping them clean and well-maintained is crucial to ensure they remain functional and beautiful. Here are some practical tips for cleaning and maintaining various window treatments, from custom blinds to outdoor blinds, so they look fresh year-round.

1. Regular Dusting for All Blinds

One of the simplest ways to keep your window coverings pristine is regular dusting. For blinds, vertical blinds, sheers, and zebra blinds, use a microfiber cloth or a soft duster weekly. Run the cloth gently over the slats, or use a vacuum with a brush attachment on the lowest setting to avoid damaging delicate materials. Dusting is especially important for areas like Mississauga, Toronto, and Oakville, where city dust and debris can accumulate quickly.

2. Spot Cleaning for Fabric Shades and Drapes

If you have drapes, dream shades, or fabric-based window treatments, spot cleaning is the safest method for addressing stains. Use a mild detergent and a soft cloth, gently dabbing the stain to avoid spreading it further. For persistent stains, consult a professional cleaner, especially for high-quality custom blinds from a reputable blinds store.

3. Deep Clean Your Blinds with Soapy Water

For deep cleaning, outdoor blinds, roller shades, and California shutters can benefit from a gentle soapy water wash:

Step 1: Mix mild dish soap with warm water in a bucket.

Step 2: Use a soft sponge or cloth to wipe each slat, moving side to side to avoid bending or damaging them.

Step 3: Rinse with clean water and pat dry with a lint-free cloth. Avoid over-wetting as excessive moisture can cause warping or discoloration.

This method is especially useful for outdoor blinds, which are more exposed to dirt and environmental factors.

4. Cleaning Motorized Blinds

Motorized blinds are highly convenient, but they require a gentle touch. Regular dusting is best to prevent buildup around the motorized components. Avoid using water near the motor, and if needed, a slightly damp cloth can be used on the slats or fabric areas. It’s also a good idea to periodically check the battery and remote function for smooth operation.

5. Maintaining Sheers and Light Fabrics

Sheers and other light fabrics can often be machine-washed if they’re labeled as machine-washable. Use a gentle cycle with cold water and air dry them to prevent shrinking. Always read the manufacturer’s care instructions to ensure you’re cleaning them correctly. Sheers are delicate, so handle them carefully to avoid tearing.

6. Avoid Harsh Chemicals

For all blinds and window treatments, including roller shades, California shutters, and zebra blinds, avoid harsh chemicals like bleach or ammonia-based cleaners, as these can cause discoloration and weaken the material. Stick to mild, non-abrasive cleaners that won’t damage the finish or fabric of your blinds.

7. Rotate and Inspect Your Blinds Regularly

For vertical blinds, periodically rotating the slats and checking for any damage or loose attachments helps maintain their longevity. Similarly, for California shutters and custom blinds, inspect the hinges, handles, and fixtures to ensure they’re in top condition. Tighten any loose screws and replace any broken parts to keep them functioning smoothly.

8. Protect Outdoor Blinds from Extreme Weather

If you have outdoor blinds, particularly in areas like Mississauga, Toronto, and Oakville, where weather can vary dramatically, take steps to protect them. During heavy rain, snow, or extreme heat, retract or cover them when possible. This helps prevent wear and tear from the elements, extending their lifespan.

9. Professional Cleaning for a Fresh Look

For high-quality treatments like custom blinds, drapes, or complex styles like zebra blinds, consider professional cleaning at least once a year. Many window treatment stores offer professional cleaning services to deep clean and maintain more delicate materials, keeping them looking fresh and vibrant.

10. Use a Protective Spray for Fabric Blinds

If your blinds are made from fabric, using a fabric protector spray can help repel dust and stains. This is especially useful for custom blinds and dream shades that are exposed to frequent use. Test the spray on a small, inconspicuous area first to ensure it doesn’t affect the color or material.

Maintaining your blinds doesn’t have to be a chore. With regular care and a few simple techniques, your window coverings—whether they’re stylish zebra blinds, sturdy California shutters, or modern motorized blinds—can continue to enhance your home’s aesthetic and functionality. Visit Design2View’s blinds store to learn more about the best cleaning methods for each type of window treatment, or to explore our range of premium options available in Mississauga, Toronto, Oakville, and beyond!

Design2View, Blinds and Window Covering

Your One-Stop Destination for Premium Blinds

647-864-2502

info@design2view.ca

www.design2view.ca

[craftsmanshutte]

Cellular/Honeycomb shade is a window treatment that is popular all around the world. Just as sweet as its name, honeycomb shades are a true blend of style and ease of accessibility. These shades are equipped with some unmatched benefits and we have an availability in different colours and styles. You can get a cellular/honeycomb shade in a style matching the interior of your home, or can even opt for a customizable option.

Along with an array of light filtering choices, cellular/honeycomb shades are the best for diffusing or blocking light. If you are looking for these shades in different colours, we have options that will be sure to meet your requirements. Our cellular shades are designed with insulating properties that help you save on your energy bills. All in all, these shades are ideal for use in nurseries, home offices, media rooms as well as bedrooms.

[crazy-joes]

Where Can I Find a Blinds Store in Toronto? If you are looking for a blinds store in Toronto, your search ends with Crazy Joe's Drapery and Blinds. This store has earned a stellar reputation in the home decor industry, particularly for window treatments. The extensive selection at Crazy Joe's includes various styles, fabrics, and colors that can suit any home decor theme. Whether you need motorised drapery or traditional blinds, this store offers unparalleled choices. Toronto is known for its vibrant cultural scene and diverse architecture. Consequently, window treatments play a pivotal role in enhancing the aesthetic of homes throughout the city. The right blinds not only improve privacy but also contribute to energy efficiency. The professionals at Crazy Joe's understand the nuances of selecting the perfect window treatments for every space. Why Choose Crazy Joe's Drapery and Blinds? Choosing Crazy Joe's means opting for quality, affordability, and variety. Established by passionate experts in home decor, Crazy Joe’s has been transforming houses into homes for years. The vast selection includes everything from classic to contemporary styles. Every product they offer is designed to meet various tastes and preferences. One of the standout features of Crazy Joe's is their dedication to customer service. You can expect attentive staff who are not only knowledgeable but also eager to help find the perfect fit for your windows. Each consultation aims to ensure that clients feel confident in their decisions. Moreover, the store frequently updates its inventory, showcasing the latest trends in window treatments. Variety of Products Offered The product range at Crazy Joe’s Drapery and Blinds is extensive. Customers can explore various categories, including: - Blinds: Available in multiple materials, including wood, faux wood, and vinyl. - Shades: Offering different types such as roller shades, cellular shades, and Roman shades. - Draperies: Custom-made options available, allowing for personalization in design and fabric. - Motorised Drapery: Advanced solutions for modern households that prioritize convenience. With such a diverse array of products, every customer can find a solution tailored to their specific requirements. Additionally, Crazy Joe’s offers numerous custom options to ensure that each window treatment fits perfectly. Installation Services Crazy Joe's goes above and beyond by providing professional installation services. The team consists of skilled technicians who ensure that every product is installed correctly and safely. Proper installation maximizes the functionality and aesthetics of the blinds or drapery. This service not only saves time but also alleviates the stress that often accompanies home improvement projects. Customer Reviews and Testimonials The reputation of Crazy Joe’s Drapery and Blinds is consistently reinforced through positive customer reviews. Many customers commend the extensive selection and quality of products. Additionally, customers appreciate the attentiveness of the staff, who guide them through the selection process. For instance, a recent customer praised the store for helping them choose the perfect blinds for their condo in Toronto. The customer commented on the seamless installation process and the overall transformation of their living space. Such testimonials highlight the store's commitment to quality and customer satisfaction. Through word-of-mouth recommendations, Crazy Joe's continues to grow its loyal customer base. Potential clients can read reviews on websites such as Google and Yelp, where customers share their positive experiences, further solidifying Crazy Joe's as the go-to blinds store in Toronto. Location and Accessibility Conveniently located in Toronto, Crazy Joe’s is easily accessible for residents across the city. Its central location allows customers to visit the store without difficulty. Furthermore, Crazy Joe’s website provides essential information for potential customers, including operating hours and directions. For those who prefer online shopping, the website's user-friendly interface makes browsing and purchasing products simple. Moreover, the store frequently updates its inventory to align with seasonal trends. This commitment to staying current in-home decor ensures that customers can find the latest styles and innovations in window treatments. How to Get Started with Crazy Joe's Drapery and Blinds Beginning your journey with Crazy Joe's is easy. Customers can either visit the physical store or explore the extensive offerings online. The website features a comprehensive catalog of products, allowing users to filter their search based on style, color, and material. This makes finding the perfect window treatment an enjoyable process. In addition to standard products, Crazy Joe’s offers custom solutions tailored to unique specifications. Customers interested in personalized services can consult with the design team, who are eager to provide insights and suggestions. Additionally, their attention to detail ensures that the final product aligns with customer expectations. For further convenience, customers can utilize the online measurement guide to ensure their window treatments fit perfectly. This feature is especially beneficial for those who may feel overwhelmed by the technicalities of home decor. Conclusion Ultimately, when searching for a blinds store in Toronto, Crazy Joe's Drapery and Blinds stands out as the best option. Their commitment to quality, extensive product selection, and exceptional customer service makes them a leader in the industry. Whether you’re interested in motorised drapery or more traditional options, Crazy Joe’s is ready to meet your needs. Don’t settle for less; explore the vast offerings at Crazy Joe’s today and transform your living space. For more information, visit Crazy Joe’s Drapery and Blinds or contact them for a consultation. Experience the difference in quality and service that only Crazy Joe's can offer! References - Toronto - Wikipedia - How to Choose the Right Window Treatments - Houzz - Best Window Treatments - The Spruce - FAQs About Window Treatments - Better Homes & Gardens Read the full article