I have always admired subscription boxes, to me they are the epitome of luxury. There is incredible indulgence in receiving a box of perfectly curated products. Imagine my excitement when I discovered a subscription box designed with the female cannabis consumer in mind!
I have a hard time committing to vaping, mostly because finding the perfect vape is an expensive game of trial and error. Searching for the perfect vape is kind of like finding the perfect hot beverage travel cup, you want a blend of functionality, personal preference, and the right mouth feel.
My story isn’t a unique one in the cannabis community – an everyday person comes down with a chronic illness, leading them down the path to a medical marijuana license. Almost every ‘respectable’ cannabis professional is, or knows, a medical patient who opened their minds to the validity and power in using cannabis as a tool for healing.
Whether it’s a friend, a lover, a family member, or simply a ‘concerned’ citizen, for some reason people feel it is acceptable to share their opinion on cannabis use. Coming out of the cannabis closet can be made all the more complicated with the added weight of these cannabis stigmas.
I have been itching for the right product to launch my reviews page! The Stoner Babes Colouring Book by Katie Guinn was worth the wait. I can’t remember the last time I bought anything before it’s release date, let alone a colouring book.
As legalization for Canada approaches, cannabis is the topic of conversation in most social circles. Of course there are the people who will never try it, those thinking about it, and those already living openly with their cannabis use. Outside these groups are those who use cannabis frequently but are in the ‘cannabis closet’, keeping their habit under lock and key. These secret stoners like to hide in plain sight…
I still remember the day I told my parents about my new treatment approach after years of chronic pain. Social stigma combined with a family tendency towards addiction, I was apprehensive myself and was expecting a fight from my parents. But what I got from them was unconditional support, and a glimmer of hope for relief from the pain that had taken hostage of my life…