Posts Tagged ‘Fashion’

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Photograph by Quentin De Wispelaere for A Magazine

Chanel, as iconic a house with a Kaiser can be, sometimes his collections just miss the mark with me. They oftentimes borderline on the grotesque – and I think to myself, who but Sasha Pivovarova can wear these pieces? This time around, Karl left me so excited. His pop-art-meets-street-wear-machine presentation (or at least that’s what I’m calling it) was the first time in a long time that I thought to myself: c’est me, Karl, I can wear these pieces! But at once I must examine what I’ve attempted to propagate here. This also could be a total case of the corollary, in which Karl’s collections haven’t changed at all. Instead, it is my own taste in fashion that has seasoned to finally appreciate the Coco oeuvre. This, my dear friends, could very well be true.

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Doris Day and Rock Hudson. Marc Jacobs in jammies. Teddy bears. If there was ever a time to draw inspiration from the boudoir, the transition from late summer to early autumn is utterly apropos. As my friend Jill would say, “It’s nesting time.” But instead of piling on cumbersome knits that render the silhouette that of the Michelin man – not a Michelin star – I used the good sunshine and humidity as an opportunity to bare some skin. No flannel nightgowns here, just silky slinky short-shorts in a soft paisley print and a vintage blouse. I added a muted rose-toned Rebecca Minkoff 5-zip purse and round, oversized sunglasses to keep it chic. It’s all very Miu Miu, don’t you think? Read the rest of this entry »


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Who can ever get enough of ADR? Here she is yesterday in Paris just doing her thing. Incidentally, she must’ve got the Tehran Times memo about covering up and swathing in patterned scarves. I love her kaleidoscopic fusion of florals and geometrics, colours and black and white.

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Image by Anna dello Russo

I must preface this post by admitting that I am currently sitting at my desk, a cloudy Toronto skyline is ostensibly the most beautiful thing in my periphery, and no, I’m not in Paris. However, thanks to Anna dello Russo, who is in Paris, I get to peruse the actually beautiful Delfina Delettrez jewellery presentation that took place today at the Almine Rech Gallery.  Read the rest of this entry »

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The very first fashion model I fell in love with was Christy Turlington. To me, she epitomized what I liked to call Roman beauty – a classic elegance and balance in her features pervades all eras and changing notions of what is beautiful. To me, she was the top. In many ways, she still is the top.  Read the rest of this entry »

You know me, always hating on Drake. And although I’ll spare you diehard ovo’s my reasonings, I have to say this song embodies my entire summer. Lazy days tanning on the rooftop, to hot nights sweating on the dance floor. Summer breezes, yachts, docks, ice cream patios, islands, ferris wheels, prosecco evenings, and holding hands. Obviously, I am beyond excited to share the music video – especially because ASAP ROCKY has a cameo appearance – holler!

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A quick post from a city stroll at Osgoode Hall in Toronto. Despite what you all think, I actually don’t go around dressed like Anna dello Russo – in fact, I prefer a sporty/preppy look for everyday life. There is something discretely European-appropriation-of-American-style to chucks, Wayfarers, a knit sweater, ripped jeans and a Louis Vuitton Neverfull. Incidentally, the jeans and sweaters are part of my latest Fall loot from Zara. Thanks, Alexander Liang, for snapping this pic!

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If beauty is in the eye of the beholder, then clearly I have free rein to equate Giannini’s Spring ’14 collection to a fluffy, pink flamingo. Sure, the birds are missing some sequins and swag, but all in all the association is uncanny. It’s one of those moments when an ink blot of the pink flamingo would prompt the fashion victim to blurt out, “Why doc, that’s easy. Gucci Spring 2014. What do I win, what do I win??!!”

No victims here, though, as Giannini continues to explore the boudoir where she left off in Spring 2012 (perhaps a pregnancy suffices to explain the temporary departure from sexiness in between yesterday and tomorrow; I said flamingo, not stork). These roaring 20s inspired silhouettes have me picturing Kay Francis swathed in flouncy sleeves and pearls, trying to light a cigarette with one of those oversized lighters that dubbed as a paperweight held in both hands. So, flamingos, Kay Francis and Gucci. Someone diagnose me, please. I have a severe case of FABULOUS.

 

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This photograph plus a flashback during yoga this morning whilst trying to find my drishti, transported me to a moment in time that I hold dearly. I’m 18 years old, it’s 2003 and my two best friends and I have rented a villetta in Ravello – arguably the most enchanting place on earth. It’s July. We didn’t go to the beach that day because we had to do our laundry, something we had been avoiding for the past two weeks, accumulating a mountain of soiled Abercrombie t-shirts and short shorts on our kitchen table.

Our villa has an oversized terrace that looks out onto a valley; we’re really high up. It seems as if in paradise. Stretching the entire length of the terracotta tiles, a blue water swimming pool nestled on one end, a clothesline on the other, we hang our entire summer wardrobe to dry with the Mediterranean sun. As we wait, we take to three lounge chairs by the pool. I look up at the sky. Earbuds in place and press play. So begins the Real Ibiza V compilation I purchased earlier on a drunken night in Lipari after sucking back a B52 through a straw – while it was on fire. Apparently, that’s how they do it in Italy; turned out to be heaven-sent. The music, the sunshine and my precocious youth. I think I became a better version of myself that afternoon, in the hour and a half it took for our laundry to dry.

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NEW YORK – A long way from her native New Zealand, designer Karen Walker has had unprecedented success in North America showing her latest Spring/Summer 14 collection at Mercedes Benz Fashion Week in New York City last week. Most of us Torontonians know Karen Walker’s eponymous label for her sunnies. Independent boutiques such as Visit ZANE at 753 Queen St. West and Canadian online retailer eLUXE are two great places to shop for her signature, oversized and over-the-top, plastic faceshields (i.e., sunglasses). Read the rest of this entry »