Goodbye summer of 2025—you were short, sweet, and just supportive enough to lift us higher than we thought possible.

Goodbye summer of 2025—you were short, sweet, and just supportive enough to lift Canada higher than we thought possible.

This was the summer Canadians collectively took a hard pass on visiting our crazy cousins to the south. Instead of braving airports, security lines, and exchange rates that make our wallets cry, we leaned into homegrown adventures. According to Airbnb, travel trends shifted in a big way: more of us chose “off the beaten path” getaways—small towns, cozy cabins, lakeside hideaways, and coastal gems. Who knew the real push-up we needed was right here in our own backyard?

It was also the summer I reconnected with my roots—Canadian to the core. From the French heartbeat of Montreal, where I was born and spent a very warm week enjoying delicious food, to my Alberta home, where warm lake evenings, BBQs, and sunsets with friends made me proud of this wild and beautiful prairie life, I was reminded of how deeply I love this country. 🍁Canada is stitched into me—from cheese curds and maple syrup to prairie skies and cowboy boots. Honestly, I’m as Canadian as Canadian gets.

It was also the summer I fell in love… with pickleball. 🎾 After four knee surgeries and a messy breakup with tennis, pickleball swooped in like a younger, hotter fling who’s easier on the joints. Playful, addictive, and sweaty enough to remind me why a good sports bra is as important as a paddle, it became my summer romance. And I wasn’t alone—pickleball courts are popping up everywhere across Canada like mushrooms after a prairie rainstorm. If summer were a bra, pickleball was the underwire that gave me all a fresh new lift.

Now that the leaves are blazing with colour and the morning air has that familiar crisp bite, we know flip-flop season is on its way out (cue the collective Canadian sniffle). Still, fall has its own cozy magic. Sweaters return, pots of soup bubble gently on the stove, and there’s that delicious little thrill of rocking your brightest sports bra under layers of knits—your secret confidence boost. And speaking of fall thrills… say hello to our brand-new ENELL colour: Pumpkin Spice! 🎃✨ Because nothing says autumn like fierce support served with a latte-flavoured wink.

So, farewell summer of 2025. Thank you for the tans, the road trips, the pickleball rallies, the BBQ evenings, and the belly laughs with friends. You may have been fleeting, but you gave us the lift we didn’t know we needed.

Bring on the toques, the soups, and the bras tough enough to handle a Canadian winter. Because if this summer taught us anything, it’s this: support isn’t seasonal—it’s essential. 😉

See you next May… unless winter overstays her welcome again.

Stay warm, stay supported, and stay sassy, Canada. 🇨🇦💪👙