tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-335484002024-03-21T17:27:10.945-04:00F A S H I O N M I N U T EThe Things We Wear and Why, from CBC Radio One Arts cat / writer RAJI SOHAL.F.M.http://www.blogger.com/profile/10986041072957937184noreply@blogger.comBlogger186125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-33548400.post-80077158538466069222012-10-08T21:46:00.000-04:002012-10-22T15:07:43.238-04:00Jocelyn Picard - LYN <div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;">
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<a href="https://vimeo.com/33222564">CLICK TO SEE THE VIDEO PROFILE I CO-MADE: https://vimeo.com/33222564</a><br />
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The above link is a videography profile I produced a while back with my cameraman-pal, Jon. I came up with the title, "Intersections" for the series because with fashion, I am most interested in where and how ideas intersect. I delight in the work of designers who see fashion first, as<i> ideas</i>, not commodities. For this webisode, I interviewed Jocelyn Picard, the Québecois, Montréal-based designer behind, <a href="http://www.jocelynpicard.com/en/">Lyn</a>. His work interests me because he skillfully deconstructs everything (the dress, the hat, the scarf), while playing with the idea of knitting too. Knitting is something associated with <a href="http://fashionminute.blogspot.ca/2011/11/kaffeslabberas-homemade-is-best.html">tradition</a>, gray-hair, and tea. Picard as you'll see in the video, is far from that description. <br />
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F.M.http://www.blogger.com/profile/10986041072957937184noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-33548400.post-66583896092862992222012-08-13T13:54:00.000-04:002012-10-08T19:19:27.155-04:00Radio Raji<div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;">
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I've been quite busy on the radio front this summer, doing Arts and Culture reporting as the daily columnist on a morning show on CBC Radio One in Montreal. Hence the break in blogging of the last several months. This will be followed by a stint in training for television broadcasting. As my schedule balances out I'll be back, but til then, un petit pause.<br />
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xoF.M.http://www.blogger.com/profile/10986041072957937184noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-33548400.post-80152158171856488202012-05-26T19:13:00.001-04:002012-09-27T17:14:55.220-04:00Product Talk - a reader requestMy sweet maman doesn’t wear makeup. She doesn’t need to, and
never has. Her lifelong practice of meditation and yoga, smoke and drink-free
vegetarian diet (and no doubt, genes!) have made her skin radiant.
Beyond the rare application of a lipstick, I’ve never known her to apply
anything to her face. And her glowing skin thanks her for it, but also, so does
her lifestyle. Imagine the <i>thousands </i>of dollars and hours she has saved, not to mention
the vanity-free attitude she has enjoyed because of it. She’s <i>never</i><span style="font-style: normal;"> worn mascara, eyeliner, eye shadow, concealer,
foundation etc. Makeup is a bit of a chicken-or-the-egg conundrum, isn’t it?
One uses makeup to hide flaws and enhance features and yet, doing so tends to
damage the skin in the process.</span><br />
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Despite my mother’s saintly example, I on the other hand, do indulge in the slightest bit of makeup, though I keep it simple. (I recently got asked by not one but TWO readers about what I do for my skin, alors...on y va!). I love Dr. Hauschka’s natural creams and I swear by the organic <a href="http://www.nuxe.com/en/instructions-for-use"> Prodigious Oil</a> by NUXE and use it on my everything; face, neck, nails, legs, and even my long mane of curls. </div>
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their product offerings including an easy natural and <a href="http://www.thebodyshop-usa.com/makeup/mineral-makeup.aspx">mineral line</a> of makeup. The Bodyshop Hemp handwash and Brazilian almond hand cream are deliciously rich.</span></div>
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But the grand prize in buoying vanity naturally goes to <a href="http://www.lariese.com/">Lariese</a>. I discovered this all-natural skincare line on my recent trip to Sydney, Australia where I met with the son of the chemist and designer who started the line. The company's objectives are clear: all-natural, effective, luxurious products. The 100% pure organic Argan oil by Lariese is my favorite product e-v-e-r. Use it on wet or dry hair, straight or curly: it protects hair and gives it natural bounce. And, drum roll please, it doesn't even contain any silicones i.e.) plastic coating for the hair, (ahem, Shu Uemura <span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: arial, sans-serif; font-size: 13px;">Essence Absolue</span>!). Alas, you can't buy Lariese products anywhere in Canada, <i>hint hint local distributers!</i><br />
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Admittedly, perfume isn't really "skincare" and yet allow me this one last indulgence and unpaid plug (companies must <i>love</i> fashion bloggers), to share my fave scent. I've pushed all my Prada and Balenciaga bottles to the back of my beauty shelf to make room for <a href="http://www.cbihateperfume.com/">"CB Experience" scents from, "I Hate Perfume"</a>, a Brooklyn-based company that begins with the premise that, and let's face it, most perfumes are gross; stenchy auras that remind us of old women too done up in layers of lavender and rose-things. My bottle of "In the Summer Kitchen" is airy, light, and unlike any cloud of aromas I've ever waltzed through before.<br />
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F.M.http://www.blogger.com/profile/10986041072957937184noreply@blogger.com7tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-33548400.post-25697326617964994542011-11-21T13:03:00.002-05:002011-11-21T13:12:11.234-05:00'Kaffeslabberas': Handmade is Best<table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto; text-align: center;"><tbody>
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</tbody></table>I've never re-blogged an entire article, <a href="http://www.guardian.co.uk/fashion/fashion-blog/2011/nov/15/denmark-knitting-fashion">but this one about "Knitting Nanas</a>" by <span class="Apple-style-span" style="border-collapse: collapse; color: #666666; font-family: arial, sans-serif; font-size: 16px; line-height: 19px;">Lars Eriksen </span>of the Guardian, deserves it. A sweet story about how a contemporary fashion designer collaborates with local senior women in Denmark, it reminded me of how my own beloved grandmother (a superb knitter and crafty person herself) was commissioned by the <a href="http://www2.hbc.com/hbcheritage/">Hudson's Bay Company</a> to knit amazingly dense, and sturdy, comfortable, woolen jackets for them in the late-seventies. If on the market now, my guess is that these beauties would likely go for $700-900, but of course, I'm doubtful they fetched that much then. My grandmother, who spoke all of two words in English, was a perfectionist when it came to anything she made by hand. From food, to clothing, to crafts, she had the midas touch. One of the coats which she made by hand remained (somewhat miraculously!) in circulation among my five siblings. What a far more important heirloom than something manufactured, or preciously ornate and sans character.F.M.http://www.blogger.com/profile/10986041072957937184noreply@blogger.com9tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-33548400.post-62247887465555032952011-11-08T15:06:00.001-05:002011-11-12T19:25:10.770-05:00November Diaries - Ann DemeulemeesterNormally, this time of the year has our flat village of a city teeming with red leaves and thinning trees. But Montréal is surprisingly still green for November, and balmy-warm too! I'm still happily biking to work every day, my <a href="http://static3.slamxhype.com/wp-content/uploads/2011/03/dries-van-noten-ronded-square-sunglasses-light-tan.jpg">Dries Van Noten</a>'s sliding down my nose. I'm even able to dress in light layers for my ride back home after catching a yoga class (I'm doing the 30 Day Moksha Hot Yoga challenge for the second time this year!).<br />
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The warm temperature is finding its way conspicuously in my wardrobe choices too which synchs up conveniently with the fact that I'm still poring over images from the Spring/Summer 2012 collections. I can't get the moody yet light Ann Demeulemeester SS12 looks out of my head! I find myself incorporating Indian sari-like draping and long and flowy dresses paired with tough footwear or a hat. Here are some of my favorite looks from Ann's SS12 collection...<br />
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</tbody></table>While we're on the topic of devastatingly beautiful things that stay in your head... This year I experienced two concerts which have tattooed themselves on the inside of my head and heart: Portishead, and James Blake. Portishead's lead singer, Beth Gibbons, made me rethink what an artist can be in the field of music. Seriously. And James Blake is the manifestation of the old adage that you have to know what you are doing before you know how to mess with it. He did his version of Joni Mitchell's "<a href="http://soundcloud.com/blurasis/james-blake-a-case-of-you-bbc">A Case Of You</a>", which (I know, not even I can believe I'm saying this!), rivals the original. It's not even that these artists' music has dominated my iPod these days so much as moments from their concerts have been swishing around my mind when everything else is quiet. I'll find myself singing <a href="http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=MKVBtEuPSwc">The Rip</a> while I'm cooking or <a href="http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=SLrkE6T_m5Y&feature=related">Glory Box</a> while I'm biking.<br />
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These striking images and arresting sounds are with me this rollickingly delightful Fall.<br />
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It looks like someone ate glowsticks and projectile-vomited neon kitsch everywhere. It's <a href="http://www.etsy.com/shop/D4NE2D33P">YARD666SALE</a>! Run by Montréal designer (and kind man) <a href="http://frownsmilesadmad.tumblr.com/">Dane Richards</a> and his boyfriend, this vintage Etsy Shop is filled with tacky, sporty, trashy, folky, hippie, 90's duds and is bleeding with color like psychedelic syrup. Get to it. </div>
F.M.http://www.blogger.com/profile/10986041072957937184noreply@blogger.com5tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-33548400.post-58076822586870968382011-10-24T12:49:00.004-04:002011-11-11T15:08:01.467-05:00Galerie Noel Guyomarc'h II - Artist Barb Smith<table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto; text-align: center;"><tbody>
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</tbody></table>I've mentioned my favorite Montréal jewelry shop - <span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #444444; font-family: Arial, Tahoma, Helvetica, FreeSans, sans-serif; font-size: 13px; font-weight: bold; line-height: 18px;">Galerie Noel Guyomarc'h</span> - <a href="http://fashionminute.blogspot.com/2010/11/galerie-noel-guyomarch-unique-jewelry.html">before</a>. Gallerist/owner, Noel, just recently invited <a href="http://venetiadale.com/index.html">Venetia Dale</a> to the shop to put together an exhibition of jewelry and objets d'arts by other artists including the incredible work of New York-based metalsmith, <a href="http://barbarasmithart.com/">Barb Smith</a>.<br />
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Smith's simple <a href="http://barbarasmithart.com/12.html">series on keys</a> cleverly flips the ubiquitous item from its regular context. A key is altered; elongated, stretched, and morphed into a a kind of visual poem, drawing your attention to the very 'thingness' of the object itself. You find yourself considering the intended use of a key and our gestures around it. Suddenly you can see how within a single object an entire set of social expectations are implied.<br />
<div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEheBh-oqa4i7TPsq03KOU1dOJ9BPzqN8XS-SKUKfJqmHCdwnyOANyQyQ41UYLOTFZLvY-bvWgg1FH13KErmc40mxqaxvEbaUU00UAvHNvQC_dVR8ksyQzyExkeKb-5NWkjR1q5PWg/s1600/IMG_7340.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" height="640" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEheBh-oqa4i7TPsq03KOU1dOJ9BPzqN8XS-SKUKfJqmHCdwnyOANyQyQ41UYLOTFZLvY-bvWgg1FH13KErmc40mxqaxvEbaUU00UAvHNvQC_dVR8ksyQzyExkeKb-5NWkjR1q5PWg/s640/IMG_7340.JPG" width="426" /></a></div>F.M.http://www.blogger.com/profile/10986041072957937184noreply@blogger.com5tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-33548400.post-62966896112216614372011-10-22T13:50:00.000-04:002011-10-22T13:50:35.320-04:00Special Delivery<div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEh5nMTiJ1Om9ffg_jlfn_rpg4CYJCrmCodXFpBRurljW1vAMWORIbASoEI6P2AWvB8gFoVPI4RtZShlsTSfQokHf4a5EW6sDO7MZGqEQbS56IDlHC0WkvMee1cJkimyHuGu1rv8FA/s1600/IMG_7356.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" height="426" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEh5nMTiJ1Om9ffg_jlfn_rpg4CYJCrmCodXFpBRurljW1vAMWORIbASoEI6P2AWvB8gFoVPI4RtZShlsTSfQokHf4a5EW6sDO7MZGqEQbS56IDlHC0WkvMee1cJkimyHuGu1rv8FA/s640/IMG_7356.JPG" width="640" /></a></div>I couldn't sleep last night because I was thinking about my gorgeous roses I had received. I crept out of bed at 4am to take photos of them! And now I've learned that another delivery is coming later today. A house filled with roses, yes!F.M.http://www.blogger.com/profile/10986041072957937184noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-33548400.post-88024234959424157132011-10-18T11:16:00.001-04:002011-11-02T17:03:47.556-04:00Best bag dress - Genevieve Savard<div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEig8xdr79n9kzzhzZChQQ8M0QtTb8zuMc8pKBGpEAUAulnSq1NzMPMsCX9l1kt3WcycWOxeALfGvBh5QuGDLe9Xsfus4LVSJbgG-LAgysemDlV6xv7dlohxHxV8hsC9-ashISy3nw/s1600/GenSavardFullBlackACNE.jpg.png" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" height="374" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEig8xdr79n9kzzhzZChQQ8M0QtTb8zuMc8pKBGpEAUAulnSq1NzMPMsCX9l1kt3WcycWOxeALfGvBh5QuGDLe9Xsfus4LVSJbgG-LAgysemDlV6xv7dlohxHxV8hsC9-ashISy3nw/s640/GenSavardFullBlackACNE.jpg.png" width="640" /></a></div>I love this black silk, mullett dress (shorter up front, long at the back). It's by Montréal designer<a href="http://genevievesavard.com/"> Genevieve Savard</a> with whom I had a fun lil' <a href="http://myrtleandpearls.blogspot.com/2011/10/out-of-my-studio.html">city sojourn the other night</a>. It's my absolute favorite piece in her collection because it's versatile, unique, and beyond comfy. My only other piece by this designer is my ADORED<a href="http://fashionminute.blogspot.com/2011/10/raji-and-dream-of-horses.html"> horse hair necklace</a>.F.M.http://www.blogger.com/profile/10986041072957937184noreply@blogger.com5tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-33548400.post-67617521673439172482011-10-14T00:34:00.006-04:002011-10-17T12:06:53.360-04:00Wearing Morales in FLARE Bloggers' Feature<div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhm_UbuC1Lr5j2iS3PMP2xXW6QBu0DwCHI0BshuxO1gJ0OdwyPXOZHQMQNCXRvOhfNrkqZqkKoWZWOfdDCupKrKKuPf-kRhkuXmPjjYU7BuE8AYOCfJIstbveVBrqA4nkIIGsSrdA/s1600/FLARE_web.jpg.png" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" height="640" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhm_UbuC1Lr5j2iS3PMP2xXW6QBu0DwCHI0BshuxO1gJ0OdwyPXOZHQMQNCXRvOhfNrkqZqkKoWZWOfdDCupKrKKuPf-kRhkuXmPjjYU7BuE8AYOCfJIstbveVBrqA4nkIIGsSrdA/s640/FLARE_web.jpg.png" width="617" /></a></div>Iconic Canadian fashion magazine, <a href="http://www.flare.com/">FLARE</a>, hollered at me as one of their "Favourite Canadian Fashion Bloggers". I'm flattered to be <a href="http://www.flare.com/fashion/streetstyle/gallery/47087--wear-canada-blogger-edition?index=18">featured</a> on FLARE.com in one of my favorite Canadian-based designers, <a href="http://www.renatamorales.com/">Morales</a>.<br />
<div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiU5hloPyxrnMGaQPS_32kJcqbSKqnu7r6OqKiFAxweMzQEih924wJ_i0r5WMcoF5Yn9-J58wPkMSw4V1XF6RRX0NdbmTVDUq7re9IU0bUNILNfnBBud4fW2hgL8VzFqG6wPZuK4g/s1600/Raji+Cropped+Send.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" height="640" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiU5hloPyxrnMGaQPS_32kJcqbSKqnu7r6OqKiFAxweMzQEih924wJ_i0r5WMcoF5Yn9-J58wPkMSw4V1XF6RRX0NdbmTVDUq7re9IU0bUNILNfnBBud4fW2hgL8VzFqG6wPZuK4g/s640/Raji+Cropped+Send.jpg" width="479" /></a></div>Morales clothing is handmade in designer and artist <a href="http://renatamorales.portableshops.com/">Renata Morales</a>' atelier, located amidst the inspiring architecture of Old Montréal. I'm pleased that she continues to gain international notoriety, including a recent glowing piece in the <a href="http://tmagazine.blogs.nytimes.com/2011/08/26/putting-the-spark-in-arcade-fire/">NYTimes T Magazine</a>.<br />
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I asked Renata how her taste has changed over the course of her career and she said, "I think that I more than ever try to aim for lightness in my clothes, even when they are intense looking."<br />
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</tbody></table>F.M.http://www.blogger.com/profile/10986041072957937184noreply@blogger.com10tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-33548400.post-11073145073112158412011-10-13T14:44:00.001-04:002011-10-13T14:44:58.532-04:00UNTTLD<div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEh_OgT71zXRaInfWeN7Qp97ZbrqO9rESiBtwgh6S5jkpZLbMShALdTmiX4aJnXbBhLExtg9x8SdbwJEX7CW6s00nXOQgFb4gKjw90N99vXPboZkdFHeTld26Fi0nb_8zd-WnXvvzA/s1600/Picture+2.png" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" height="636" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEh_OgT71zXRaInfWeN7Qp97ZbrqO9rESiBtwgh6S5jkpZLbMShALdTmiX4aJnXbBhLExtg9x8SdbwJEX7CW6s00nXOQgFb4gKjw90N99vXPboZkdFHeTld26Fi0nb_8zd-WnXvvzA/s640/Picture+2.png" width="640" /></a></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEh_OgT71zXRaInfWeN7Qp97ZbrqO9rESiBtwgh6S5jkpZLbMShALdTmiX4aJnXbBhLExtg9x8SdbwJEX7CW6s00nXOQgFb4gKjw90N99vXPboZkdFHeTld26Fi0nb_8zd-WnXvvzA/s1600/Picture+2.png" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"></a></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgsx9z_G5frv3WRHdQAsIwdQlTp7kva5CMvMIWBahGVOKT-djKBXS8tRCI3-uS6OeVyle7BAJsgQkUoA-kS7hI7rzUNNmTT2odc9kajNQs_l_F6NnscA2NWdaQKxD7GuTa1Yuf9yA/s1600/Picture+4.png" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" height="640" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgsx9z_G5frv3WRHdQAsIwdQlTp7kva5CMvMIWBahGVOKT-djKBXS8tRCI3-uS6OeVyle7BAJsgQkUoA-kS7hI7rzUNNmTT2odc9kajNQs_l_F6NnscA2NWdaQKxD7GuTa1Yuf9yA/s640/Picture+4.png" width="510" /></a></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjjU4pbwkfU6i9OtiCVJ9ytpJC9pv3zMWXfVpOXCMbVDrgYTv4Z8mmN8AdkoQk2asw47DFluZVdaEVsQvawBJgRvzy88pXUY6koJitBh-npw_pgR_-YdpfMIMoCDpIVzomEf87Iwg/s1600/Picture+3.png" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" height="640" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjjU4pbwkfU6i9OtiCVJ9ytpJC9pv3zMWXfVpOXCMbVDrgYTv4Z8mmN8AdkoQk2asw47DFluZVdaEVsQvawBJgRvzy88pXUY6koJitBh-npw_pgR_-YdpfMIMoCDpIVzomEf87Iwg/s640/Picture+3.png" width="628" /></a></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;">Latest editorial from my boys, Montréal-based label, <a href="http://unttld.ca/">UNTTLD</a>. Photography by the incredible <a href="http://leda-st-jacques.com/">LEDA and ST.JACQUES</a>.</div>F.M.http://www.blogger.com/profile/10986041072957937184noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-33548400.post-82411189824689490972011-10-12T15:53:00.001-04:002011-10-13T00:39:55.606-04:00Steven Alan - Quality Control<div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgi4mziCGQNvk7kWhEFpqi1BxcgGMzA00cPKR5Dzhxs-lp8wE8PjQooFdZASxU4_3XvkrG2ah-4vOXSQkETqzWbxzDUlpnmzYj4wpo581Frx6461FtlU_lIECc1jLD7QZiIwc51zw/s1600/IMG_6970.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" height="425" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgi4mziCGQNvk7kWhEFpqi1BxcgGMzA00cPKR5Dzhxs-lp8wE8PjQooFdZASxU4_3XvkrG2ah-4vOXSQkETqzWbxzDUlpnmzYj4wpo581Frx6461FtlU_lIECc1jLD7QZiIwc51zw/s640/IMG_6970.JPG" width="640" /></a></div><div>The downfall of purchasing clothes online is that you can never be too sure of fit until your clothing arrives, and doing mail returns is as dreadful as asking for the bathroom key at a gas station. So when I finally visited the <a href="https://www.stevenalan.com/">Steven Alan</a> boutiques in New York and LA last year to see the clothes in-person and try them on for size and fit, I was pleased to see that their Made-in-America craftsmanship pays off. Steven Alan makes simple, quality Americana clothing with covetable details. SA is appropriate for 'office casual' but also rough-and-tumble enough for a day in the studio, a picnic in the park, a dance-off. And so a few months ago when several occasions arose including two outdoor summer weddings, I surfed the SA site and called the LA store for more product information and ended up buying an off-white, high-waist, cut-out, lined skirt with a matching crop top. I also ordered several <a href="http://www.stevenalan.com/womens/daisy-top-sp11-wst0103sb">Daisy Tops</a> to wear underneath cardigans. But the clincher (and reason for writing this post!), is that my online and over-the-phone shopping experience with Steven Alan was made even better when the package arrived. All my items were neatly wrapped in a parcel containing a handwritten note from Andrew, the manager at the Los Feliz store. That little gesture guarantees that I will shop SA again for myself, and my styling clients. Quality and care should be present from the first point of exposure of a brand to the very last stage of possible contact. A good label does not take an adoring client for granted. </div><div><br />
</div>F.M.http://www.blogger.com/profile/10986041072957937184noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-33548400.post-54951995965961723432011-10-05T09:19:00.010-04:002011-10-13T20:43:49.167-04:00Raji and the Dream of HorsesSince I was a young lass I've had one recurring theme in dreams at night: <a href="http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=UFLJFl7ws_0">wild horses</a>. I see black stallions with their majestic manes flying past me while racing through open fields. But then they would pop up where they don't belong too, including, running out of elevators onto cubicle'd floors of high-rise buildings. Dream analysis anyone?? I wonder if my wild <a href="http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=BEUCisD-Q8M">horse dreams</a> may be what flying dreams are for others...<br />
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And yet, I've avoided the powerful imagery of horses in waking life because any obvious representation has seemed too cliché. But every cliché has a potent antidote, doesn't it?<br />
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Recently at Pop Montreal's <a href="http://fashionminute.blogspot.com/2010/10/pop-montreal-fashion-show.html">PUCES Pop</a>, I discovered the best incarnation of horsey symbolism that this fashionoid can handle: a long necklace of jet-black braided horse hair linked to vintage chain. I tried it on and was harkened back to my galloping dreams. After my heart found its beat again, I bought it.<br />
<div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgsvcmR-00dbYdwyadD58nmivkGLBeQTF8fNOjOIqKdr1ayiO3uY9LhTRMuyXTv538JeSfaTuby8gXG2c6o7X3SQX2y7ddQFyL0izWXdKb0Gwfd5movIhrtlWmWUFdw8j2z5b7nfg/s1600/HorseBraid+copy.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" height="640" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgsvcmR-00dbYdwyadD58nmivkGLBeQTF8fNOjOIqKdr1ayiO3uY9LhTRMuyXTv538JeSfaTuby8gXG2c6o7X3SQX2y7ddQFyL0izWXdKb0Gwfd5movIhrtlWmWUFdw8j2z5b7nfg/s640/HorseBraid+copy.jpg" width="603" /></a></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;">The clothing and accessories designer behind my new coveted piece is the über talented, <a href="http://genevievesavard.com/">Genevieve Savard.</a> Yesterday I visited her studio to look at her handiwork more closely and to examine her <a href="http://myrtleandpearls.blogspot.com/2011/09/fashion-pop_24.html">silk, leather, and hand-dyed cotton garments and leather and horsehair accessories</a> to pull for an upcoming shoot I will be styling. When examining Savard's masterful work up close, it comes as no surprise that she's from a background in costume design. I can't wait to shoot pieces from her collection! And today, I'm wearing my new necklace for the first time; gonna take that horse hair to a press viewing, and to some styling meetings, including for an upcoming music video I will be working on (woot woot!).</div>F.M.http://www.blogger.com/profile/10986041072957937184noreply@blogger.com6tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-33548400.post-78905415613659954272011-09-14T13:48:00.000-04:002011-09-14T13:48:02.803-04:00P A R I S II<div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjHI7jNCsN-FaGAOzsvikNrPB_bFwYpnROhC_pu5OQoObBu_XXtrBtEXzwm41tmUsbnVOWEcHYEeZlA1A9HnEhX_450EjTgNDawsYHy06ppJYtYMoaqGg0znXPRHdyKDNGEwKJbvw/s1600/IMG_2703.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" height="426" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjHI7jNCsN-FaGAOzsvikNrPB_bFwYpnROhC_pu5OQoObBu_XXtrBtEXzwm41tmUsbnVOWEcHYEeZlA1A9HnEhX_450EjTgNDawsYHy06ppJYtYMoaqGg0znXPRHdyKDNGEwKJbvw/s640/IMG_2703.JPG" width="640" /></a></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><br />
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<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"> Normally I don't dress so girly but I couldn't resist this handcrafted, millner-made fascinator hairband.</td></tr>
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<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">Grinning in Paris on the most beautiful day.</td></tr>
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<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">Every time I visit the Louvre I appreciate the glass pyramids... clear, jagged geometry: a running theme in my life.</td></tr>
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<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">Got up close and personal with many of Duchamp's works. </td></tr>
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<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">The light at Centre Pompidou </td></tr>
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<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">Resting at Palais Tokyo, watching skaters put the grounds to good use.</td></tr>
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<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">Meeting my giant friend.</td></tr>
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<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">Museum paparazzi shot. </td></tr>
</tbody></table><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"></div><div style="text-align: left;">Je ne peux pas croire que j'ai presque oublié de partager ces photos de mon voyage a Paris! </div>F.M.http://www.blogger.com/profile/10986041072957937184noreply@blogger.com4tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-33548400.post-19682055166020564282011-09-09T21:47:00.002-04:002011-09-09T21:48:29.532-04:00La Semaine de Mode - Montreal Fashion Week SS12 Looks<b>DENIS GAGNON</b><br />
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<b>UNTTLD</b> (design duo comprised by my chums Jose Manuel St. Jacques & Simon Belanger)<br />
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<b>TRAVIS TADDEO</b><br />
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<span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #949494; font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', Times, serif;"><i> Images source: Bureau de la mode de Montréal | Photographe : Vincenzo D'Alto</i></span>F.M.http://www.blogger.com/profile/10986041072957937184noreply@blogger.com3tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-33548400.post-43956901626064788572011-09-05T16:54:00.001-04:002011-09-05T16:55:56.061-04:00Radio One / SdM and Coffee to go Hand-in-Hand<table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto; text-align: center;"><tbody>
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<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">Enjoying my Labour Day latté this morning. YUM.</td></tr>
</tbody></table><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;">This morning on CBC Radio One program, Daybreak, I got to talk about the upcoming <a href="http://montrealfashionweek.ca/index.php?lang=en">Semaine de la Mode </a>(Montreal Fashion Week). The mayhem kicks off tomorrow. Looks like I'll be needing a few more of these cup o' joes...</div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"><br />
</div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;">It being Labour Day, I also got to play a lot of music for Radio One listeners this morning, including bands that will be playing the upcoming <a href="http://popmontreal.com/">Pop Montreal Festival</a> (Tune Yards, Random Recipe among others), some <a href="http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=wV4Rt4lKgas&feature=fvsr">PBJ</a>, and some of my friend, Oscar's band, <a href="http://vimeo.com/23786520">Holiday for Strings</a>. </div>F.M.http://www.blogger.com/profile/10986041072957937184noreply@blogger.com4tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-33548400.post-59379300540928738242011-09-01T19:07:00.004-04:002011-09-01T19:20:09.458-04:00Christian l'Enfant Roi - SS12 - Masculine Romanticism<a href="http://montrealfashionweek.ca/index.php?lang=en">Montreal Fashion Week</a> kicks off next week but my boy, <a href="http://christianlenfantroi.com/index.php?/ss12/preview/">Christian l'Enfant Roi</a>, presented his beautiful SS12 collection last night at a grand church in the Plateau. The opulent, pious backdrop was well served by DJ Dan LaFleche who layed tracks down while an opera chanteuse sang live during the show.<br />
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</tbody></table><div>The collection could be described as masculine romanticism. The pale, soft palette of colors of the clothes were apparently inspired by hues worn well by Christian's striking, lanky, pale-skinned, white-blonde partner (who also modeled in the show). Pajama-like pieces were an appreciated nod to the loungewear trend, but I could have done without the small-fitting (silk?) onesie that one of the models donned. My favorite pieces include gorgeous, hand-knit shoulder shrugs, bepoke button shirts, and luxe trousers. Everything looked comfortable to wear and charming without appearing too flowery. <b>BRAVO </b>to my chum Christian for another solid showing and an impressively original vision. </div>F.M.http://www.blogger.com/profile/10986041072957937184noreply@blogger.com10tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-33548400.post-72215901218476535672011-08-30T15:38:00.000-04:002011-08-30T15:38:21.360-04:00Summer Abseentee'ism Explained!<br />
<div style="margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px;">I have been so absentee on my blog, I ought to pay it child support. My excuse is that I have very luckily been on the morning shift as Arts Reporter on the super-duper-awesome morning program on CBC Radio One in Montreal all summer. This means waking at the crack of summer's magic hour: 4:30am. It means stumbling through twilight-lit closets, groping in the depths of my wardrobe for the right texture, or color combination while my coffee machine brews the World's Strongest Espresso in the kitchen and BBC's World Report plays in the background. (That proper English accent delivering the news serves like an extra dose of caffeine!). While I hardly need to look a beauty queen in the studio (and who needs to when the mic doesn't come with a camera?), I still think a little bit of effort is important, especially at that hour - it wakes you up and is a sign to your colleagues that you respect what you do for a living, and that you respect the professionalism of the work environment. It doesn't hurt that I love visual ideas and composing an outfit is an expression of that fun, and ongoing experiment. Besides, if anyone doesn't have to dress drab for work - it's me! As a radio personality and arts/culture writer who runs her own personal stylist consulting business, I get to take a few sartorial liberties where I realize others may not... with one caveat, I need to be able to ride a bike in my outfits. </div><div style="margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px;"><br />
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</div><div style="margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px;">I love doing Arts on CBC Radio One in Montreal. I love interviewing local artists, musicians, film makers, authors and actors; uncovering their stories and sharing them with listeners. Every story I do is part of my ongoing loveletter to this wonderful city. And now, back to my other radio commitments, and writing deadlines and S T Y L I N G. Happy End O' Summer y'all & thanks for keeping up despite my infrequent posts!</div><table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto; text-align: center;"><tbody>
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F.M.http://www.blogger.com/profile/10986041072957937184noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-33548400.post-8881186818118746482011-06-26T06:30:00.011-04:002011-06-26T06:30:00.638-04:00Montreal vs. Toronto: StreetStyle Battle Royale<div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgWyzHrPdnu2WeSfLUqbo8yyZZzygTjR9G1Q7BwjECGnr3Fbxar1ZjWHUtyDBFiMdfYGEO7xfhz2jiESoWbgABOqr-tZIQHeqpinfYy5YFZWAUXs3ymvPom8Id-m6GFQIEInDS2SQ/s1600/RajiGold%2526Green.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgWyzHrPdnu2WeSfLUqbo8yyZZzygTjR9G1Q7BwjECGnr3Fbxar1ZjWHUtyDBFiMdfYGEO7xfhz2jiESoWbgABOqr-tZIQHeqpinfYy5YFZWAUXs3ymvPom8Id-m6GFQIEInDS2SQ/s1600/RajiGold%2526Green.jpg" /></a></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><br />
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I styled some shots for a SS11 campaign for the jewelry line, <a href="http://bijougraphie.com/">Bijougraphie</a>, designed by pal Mercedes LaRosa in Montréal. My job was easy. The photographer on the other hand, had to (hilariously) straddle the tub with a foot on either side of the tub for hours on end, in a steaming room, working beneath hot lights on a slippery surface for 7 hours. No biggie. Here are some extra images from the shoot styled by yours truly...</div>
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The <a href="http://fashionminute.blogspot.com/2010/03/bijougraphie.html">Bijougraphie line is simple</a>: wooden spheres, hand-painted and polished laquer that dangle from delicate chain as necklaces and earrings. These lightweight balls of joy deserve to float from your loverly self too. Buy them online <a href="http://bijougraphie.com/">here</a>.</div>
F.M.http://www.blogger.com/profile/10986041072957937184noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-33548400.post-52583620227054869652011-04-06T02:16:00.002-04:002011-09-13T16:57:14.780-04:00Vintage Pop - Week Long Sale in Mile End<div style="font: 12.0px Helvetica; margin: 0.0px 0.0px 0.0px 0.0px;">I've just gone through yet another Springtime closet cleanse in time for selling some vintage gems at l<a href="http://enroute.aircanada.com/en/blog/the-montreal-list/vintage-pop">e PopUp Shop </a>week-long vintage sale in Mile End, put on by the good people of the<a href="http://popmontreal.com/en/puces/events/vintage-pop"> Pop Montreal Festival</a> (for whom I've organized a <a href="http://fashionminute.blogspot.com/2007/10/fini.html">new designer's fashion show in the past</a> and <a href="http://fashionminute.blogspot.com/2010/10/pop-montreal-fashion-show.html">hosted </a>last year). </div><div style="font: 12.0px Helvetica; margin: 0.0px 0.0px 0.0px 0.0px; min-height: 14.0px;"><br />
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</div><div style="font: 12.0px Helvetica; margin: 0.0px 0.0px 0.0px 0.0px;">I also urge you to check out the thrifted treasures of my dear friends from<a href="http://www.etsy.com/shop/CaesarPony"> Caesar Pony</a> and <a href="http://www.etsy.com/shop/tarantulasisters">Tarantula Sisters</a> (the latter of which is run by my girl, <a href="http://www.audreycantwell.com/">Audrey Cantwell</a>, an amazing clothing designer whom my regular readers will recognize I have styled and modeled for). Check out the Etsy sites of these amazing ladies! </div><div style="font: 12.0px Helvetica; margin: 0.0px 0.0px 0.0px 0.0px; min-height: 14.0px;"><br />
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