Posts Tagged ‘Toronto’
That damn KENZO tiger motif keeps taunting me. Ever since it appeared on forest green sweatshirts on street style starlets I was like, me too! The duo, Humberto Leon and Carol Lim (of Opening Ceremony) are the masterminds behind KENZO’s recent success. The brand relaunched in July 2011 with Leon and Lim appointed as Creative Directors. I mean, if you know anything about anything, you know that nowadays KENZO is much more than just a glass perfume bottle with a poppy in it. Recent collabos include a Fall/Winter collection with Italian cult magazine, TOILETPAPER – the more final scene of Zabriskie Point, the better. Just like a Eurotrash should.
Alas, I can put the KENZO tiger on my Christmas wish list (hint, hint) because their jewellery collection is finally available at Holt Renfrew, right here in Toronto. My favourite has to be the silver tiger ring with coloured enamel – how fun would this look with a matching manicure in tiger stripes?
Here are some of the pieces that will be available, start making your lists! Read the rest of this entry »
A big thanks to BlogTO for featuring my Day 2 outfit on their street style roundup yesterday. I drew inspiration from the acclaimed Celine Fall 13 collection; the luscious grey and navy wool coats, flared skirts and army green leather boots were made for me. My version plays on the dropped hemline silhouette with a chunky cropped knit sweater. When wearing this season’s longer skirt you want to avoid looking dwarfish by giving the appearance of elongated legs. The hem should graze the leg exactly where your calf indents to meet your knee – that’s the sweet spot. Don’t be afraid to pair a long, flared skirt with a chunky ankle boot. Perhaps counterintuitive, but it works.
I picked winter white as my base colour and played with black, blue and green accents. A horizontal stripe adds a touch of Viviana Volpicella to the look. I usually don’t wear earrings AND sunglasses together, especially if they are both statement pieces, but here the simplicity of my outfit actually sets the stage for chunkier accessories. My forest green, Rebecca Minkoff Mini M.A.C. is a playful splash, giving the impression that I grabbed it on my way out in a rush and it just-so-happened to work. An accidental fashion decision that was secretly premeditated.
Eurotrash Outfit: Forever 21 knit sweater; Zara flared skirt; Soles ankle boots from Sauvage; Rebecca Minkoff Mini M.A.C. from eLUXE.ca; Coven by Sonia Kang saber bone earrings from Shoppalu.com; Thierry Lasry sunglasses from Josephson’s Opticians.
It’s that time of year again – well, it’s been that time of year since September – but now it’s Toronto’s turn to showcase the Spring 13 collections of Canadian designers at World MasterCard Fashion Week #WMCFW. Even though this season I still have yet to get my name on an official seat, I hope you continue to follow my coverage from the no-name trenches – I promise to make you laugh. Just like the billboard says, “Fall under the spell of the
Elixir Effect Eurotrash…” Read the rest of this entry »
If summer is the season of three-piece luggage sets, then Fall is when the weekender comes into its own. Travel etiquette is a lost romance, nowadays between the Google maps, saran wrapped luggage and our proclivity to choose lululemon sweats as suitable travel clothing it’s all a far cry from the French institution of weekending. Perhaps it was Jean Renoir who engrained the idea of spending a weekend with a bunch of acquaintances at a family estate; a weekend full of hunting, eating the game and playing games. Of course, I go and purchase The Weekend Book, A Sociable Anthology, that I secretly keep tucked in my weekend bag just in case somebody, somewhere is in dire need of the rules on how to play Bridge, and all other sorts of miscellany.
Sure, I’ve been weekending a tad, granted I only take the subway about 6 stops down to Queen West but it still counts! And I certainly still need a weekend bag, and I still need to look goddamn chic. It goes without saying that everything I do must be imbued with an aesthetic sensibility – life is only as beautiful as you are – and I’m totally going to add this weekend bag by Everlane to my travel entourage.
L’Occitane is perhaps most emblematic of the French joie de vivre, and least emblematic of the French aphorism, il faut souffrir pour être belle - because using L’Occitane’s sweet-smelling products, made with all natural ingredients sourced from Provence is anything but beauty torture. I grew up on their world-renowned Shea butter hand cream, but upon visiting the newly redesigned Bloor St. boutique in Toronto this past weekend, I realized there was much more to L’Occitane than soft hand. Incidentally, the hands have only gotten softer, as my one minute hand scrub treatment evinced. (L’Occitane, 102 Bloor St West). Read the rest of this entry »
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 »
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!
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!
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.