Erin and Jill are from a small town in Nova Scotia. Really, it’s small. You may have heard of it, but only if you really like scallops or traveling on ferrys. Erin and Jill both were athletes when they were younger, playing golf, soccer, basketball and doing this not-very-athletic-but-totally-awesome thing called Envirothon. They also watched a lot of American television, thanks to their parents not-quite-legal satellite dish, were obsessed with all things Olsen, and knew how to shoot a gun.
Eventually, they left this small town to go to university, where they both played varsity basketball. (It was in the ACAA. You can be less impressed now).
These days, both Erin and Jill live in Toronto and are try to recapture the athletic glory days of their youth. They are also trying to keep up with their golfing superstar younger sister, who does things like win national championships.
When she’s not working, reading or drinking too much alcohol at a book launch in the city, you can find Erin running in the east end of Toronto. She’s the one doing the crazy dance-running when the temperature well below zero. She is probably wearing too much pink and looks angry. She’s not, she just looks that way. If you see her, say hi!
Often playing dress up and dreaming creations she doesn’t have the talent to make, Jill has labeled herself the “Whitney Port of Toronto”, having worked for a fashion publicist named Kelly. When not working or expanding her vintage collection, Jill is either spinning, running, dancing around, pretending to kick things, or at a yoga studio somewhere. She’s a yoga addict.
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