As I skip over a few continents and dip down under, it would appear that a slow, cold winter is descending upon the otherwise terracota island officially known as Australia. To me, however, it’s the new frontier of fashion. I love me some Aussie fashion bloggers (and designers). Their style is beyond effortless and they wear a lot of grey, which is alright with me, considering it’s my favourite fashion colour always and forever.
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Wearing exclusive Smythe x eLUXE tuxedo blazer; $595 CAD.
I must preface this post with an admission. I’m not much of an online shopper, in that, I’m always a bit nervous about purchasing something I haven’t seen or touched before. Which, I believe, is completely normal. However, you won’t find an e-commerce enthusiast who’s as passionate about the changing landscape of consumerism as I am. Needless to say, I had a 15 minute jumping-on-the-bed-athon when eLUXE invited me to peruse their headquarters here in Toronto and get the full personal shopping experience with their lead personal stylist, Jennifer McConville. I brought along my friend, photographer, JR Bernstein, to capture it all with his trusty Fujifilm camera. Read the rest of this entry »
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Back in the day – winter in Milan, that is – when I was formulating my definition of Eurotrash, I came up with a neologism: “Italian Vixen.” She was the chain-smoking, deeply tanned woman in Versace that could silence a room with one snap of a finger. She was the woman I secretly wanted to be for a moment. Without the skin and respiratory repricussions. And so, I present to you, Cristina Lucchini, of GQ Italy.
She’s embraced aging and haute couture. Kept her hair long (which is a faux pas for older women, unless, you’re an Italian Vixen). And she wears leopard print. Probably related to Vivianna Volpicella somewhere down the line. Lucchini is just reminiscent of the everyday Italian woman as sex symbol – she’s no bombshell – but they’re something indescribably “che figa” about her.
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Before and After, eyelash extensions, brow waxing and tinting, eye mask and treatment. Thanks to The White Room Spa Lounge.
If there’s one body part I’m most self-conscious about, it’s my eyes. Diagnosed with strabismus at 7 yrs old, coupled with astigmatism and myopia, and more recently, thanks to long hours squinting on this computer thingamajig, crow’s feet. I’ve forever envied those girls with big bright eyes, long lashes and properly functioning eye muscles.
I usually find solace hiding behind my oversized spectacles or covering my face with my hair, until this November. I took the plunge and had complicated eye muscle surgery to correct a plethora of issues – and although the surgery was painful, my doctor says it’s made a difference. Sure, my eyes aren’t perfect just yet, but they’re getting better. And more importantly, I’m feeling more confident about them!
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What can I say, four times a charm. This whole thing started with my damaged hair and a desire for ombre. Of course, we had to bleach the ends, one last time, and so my stylist, Kristina, owner of Loki Hair Studio, suggested we use a clay treatment over the next couple weeks to bring my hair back to life.
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For those of you who follow my instagram, you know a thing or two about my obsession with squats. Beach ball bum is my goal and I ain’t stopping for nobody. What better way to inaugurate my new ass with a fun-filled day at the DivaGirl Conference?
I am super pumped that I will be giving away ONE PASS to a very lucky lady to join me, Whatever Eurotrash, at the DivaGirl Conference on Saturday, April 6th. All you have to do is Retweet on twitter “I want to win a free pass from @Eurotrashgirls to the @DivaGirlFitness conference Saturday April 6th”!
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Another season, another reason, to wear Bottega.
Finally summoned the courage to tote my satin snakeskin Bottega Veneta clutch in real life. I paired the bag with a layered outfit including my mom’s vintage checkered blazer with fox fur collar. My necklace was a gift from a friend, a hand painted bird skull mould, from Australia. My hair was inspired by The Blonde Salad and totally revamped by stylist, Kristina Lombardi at Loki Hair Studio. This look reminds me of New York City under the clouds, even though I was under the tents at David Pecaut Square in downtown Toronto, instead.
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“I’m not even holding a camera, but incidentally, why is it when I do this *click click*, it means something different than when you look into my eyes?” I’m standing infront of Drew Haran, half-naked, in his studio in downtown Toronto. He’s waving his camera around emphatically as he speaks, trying to get me out my shell and be less nervous about that mechanical device in his hands. He adds, “photography is a conversation.”
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If you don’t know by now, I’ve been enlisted to try the Eufora Damage Cure Clay Masque at the place where all hair goes to be born again, Loki Hair Studio. This time around I came in with hair from the gym – you know what that means. But Kristina and her team worked their magic, yet again. My hair feels softer, my dry scalp is bye bye bye and the colour is SO vibrant. Incidentally, at the end of my appointment, Kristina took out the measuring stick and I’m sitting pretty at 15 inches – we measure after every appointment as per the rules of The Long Hair Club. My goal is 20. You think I can make it ?
Loki Hair Studio is located at 2986 Dufferin Street just south of Lawrence Ave. phone number: 416-830-995
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On Saturday, March 23rd at the Andrew Richard Designs venue in downtown Toronto, I will be attending the Second Annual Memory Ball Gala event and you should be there, too. I can’t tell you how important it is for fashion to give back to local causes. In this case, we’ll be raising money for The Alzheimer Society of Toronto. And as a writer, my cognitive wares are perhaps most dear to me. I can’t even begin to image what living with this disease is like, or in the case of the girls who founded the Memory Ball last year, give care to their mothers both diagnosed with it.
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