The Liberal Party promised to "undertake a review of escalating home prices in high-priced markets -- like Vancouver and Toronto -- to determine whether speculation is driving up the cost of housing, and survey the policy tools that could keep home ownership within reach for more Canadians." But this may be one of the first promises to fall by the wayside.
Leading brands know who they are, and more importantly who they ARE NOT. They are conscious of what matches their style and resonates with their audience. They find authenticity in the space that they occupy. Westjet is one of those brands.
Winter is one of the best times of year to visit Vancouver. Unlike many parts of Canada, Vancouver boasts not-so-freezing winter temperatures.
A decade ago, Robson Street was ranked fifth in the world for highest retail rental space in the world. It's home to the new Nordstrom store at the Pacific Centre, as well as a Roots, Salvatore Ferragamo and Aritzia locations. With so much holiday shopping to be done this month, you need places to nosh, as well.
Owning a home with someone also comes with some strings attached, so it is very important to know exactly how it can change your life both as a primary residence and also as an investment property. Being stuck on a mortgage that you no longer want can have a great impact on your financial freedom.
Most people probably don't ever think about local industrial land. It's often tucked away in corners of communities -- out of sight, out of mind. But the fact is our industrial land supply -- or lack thereof -- is critical to the future of every person, family and community in B.C.
Parents need to understand what the signs are to ensure their daughters are safe. All young girls can be targets for predators. Girls who are being bullied at school, struggling with changes on the home front or otherwise dealing with self-esteem issues are especially vulnerable.
They are stalkers, searching for someone to target and their hunting grounds are convenience stores, in malls, parks and, in Jessica's case, our local recreation centres. We thought that type of crime happened in other countries, not Canada. We were wrong.
I want parents and teachers to know that this is a real danger to their girls. I think that if I'd known the signs that I was being groomed for sex trafficking, it might not have happened to me. Predators don't discriminate. Raising awareness and knowing the signs is our first step to ending sex trafficking in Canada.
With the defeat of the New Democratic Party last month, it's clear that the Canadian left must adjust their strategy. Part of this new strategy needs to support the development of progressive, grassroots immigrant power to counter the presence of more conservative and moderate elements within these communities.
Warnings of a housing correction are not new, but the frequency has increased. A couple of southwestern Ontario markets (most notably Toronto) and the Vancouver metro area are pricing out first-time buyers. In other major centres across Canada, the flatness or slowing of house price appreciation has dissuaded potential buyers from jumping in.
If home cultivation is not allowed, then cannabis is not truly legalized in Canada. Canadians must have at least as much right to grow their own cannabis as they do to brew their own beer and wine.
If loyalty programs helped turn around an ailing airline industry, why couldn't it do the same for the arts?
The loud styling makes the film instantly iconic, especially in casting style icon Waris Ahluwahlia as Manny, the trigger-happy joker of the gang and the one daring enough to pull off neon pink and bright turquoise suits. Mehta wanted to do more than present their brash styling; she wanted to shatter stereotypes of Sikh characters who often play cabbies or doctors on screen.
Hooda likes to create a world and context for his character beyond the script, which meant spending time apart from his Beeba Boys crew, and listening to stories from an ex-gangster in Vancouver.
Every day, 27 Canadians are diagnosed with terminal brain cancer. On April 7 of this year, 26 of them were strangers to me. The one who wasn't, the one whose text message -- "please come home ...I have the bad brain cancer" -- is seared into my memory like the deepest of scars, the one whose eyes I've sought for strength, resolve, security and acceptance for two decades, is my wife.