....TIBI Show... continued

So I left you with a rare thing, a verbal diarrhea of my thoughts - more words than I have ever typed on this here blog. Sorry about that. It probably wont happen again... or perhaps it will? I'm trying to find a way to like blogging- I'm playing with the idea of honesty & not being a boring "check out my outfit" kinda blogger. It wasn't really me. If you know me, you'd know taking myself seriously is not something I do very easily. Therefore, standing around looking smug in heels is a hard thing for me. 

Anyway, onward. Right. Fashion Week. Well, I eventually went to 2 shows. The first being TIBI, which was a dream. It was at Lincoln Center (I'm not Americanizing, it's just how they spell it, OK?!) on a runway, a shiny shiny runway. It was legit. It was exciting. It was lucky we are friends with Natalie, the TIBI representative & she likes us enough to get us tickets. Sweet.  

WHAT DID I WEAR, you ask? 

dress:Vintage Altered/ shoes: Steve Madden Cork Platforms

Well, a badass crazy dress of course!  I saw this guy in a great vintage shop in Phoenix last winter. When I found it was the floor length trippy fabric that called to me. It had gold woven through the pattern of turquoise, blue & yellow. It didnt just call to me, it fucking screamed at me.  I tried it on & automatically knew the woman who wore it before me. If you've ever seen the movie "The Party" from the 1960's you know who I am talking about. The rich lady who host's dinner parties and wanders around looking fabulous in floor length jazzy fabric.  I loved the pattern & fabric, but hated the lack of skin showing (full length sleeves & floor length?!) it was like a shroud of psychedelic polyester covering my entire short body. After 2 trips to the tailor & 1 near disastrous altering (way too short, my ass was literally hanging out) it finally went from a cool dress, to a dream dress. Hell, it was so good even a photographer took a picture of me outside of the show.  As seen on Marieclaire  - picture 47

I look really angry, despite how cute my dress is. I told you I have a hard time with these sort of pictures.  In fact, I believe the photographer's caption was "print, with attitude". Christ. Embarrassing. Also, I'd say this is not my most flattering angle, oh well... LOOK MA, IM FAMOUS!

Shall we get to what you really care about, THE TIBI SHOW

It was styled by Kling, one of my fav. bloggers of the moment. Love her paired down style.  Show was perfect - most memorable being the amazing box pleating on the palazzo pants - just wait till next Spring. It was dope. Trust. 

I'll leave you with this little tid bit from "The Party" (it was a little bit racist, as were most things back in the 60's - sorry)

You're Welcome

This song was introduced to me a few weeks ago from my friend Jeremy. I think I have single handedly given it 1000 hits to the view count. The video is so mesmerizing and to top it off the song itself is fantastic with some great lyrics.

 Enjoy!

NYFW, ETC. (part 1)

Thanks, Steve. You're a real pal

The world is now on Paris Fashion Week, so to say I'm a bit delayed on this post is truthful - but could be worse... it could be November? Ahem.

Anyway, despite this being my second Fashion week experience since I moved to New York (it's almost been a year! Gah!) I would say this one was the most LEGIT. It all began with some very grand plans for Fashion's Night Out party jumping. FNO is the kick off to Fashion Week, it's basically how the retailers have involvement; all the shops & flag ship locations host parties (think drinks, DJ's, prizes & discounts) around the city. I was already wandering the streets of SOHO at this point, so I managed to hop into a Steven Madden on my way to the subway. Aside: I have gained this new found respect for Steve Madden. Perhaps it's my poverty speaking, or just the general expense of, frankly, everything in this city, but his shoes are actually pretty fantastic. I spotted these great cork bottom brown leather chunky platform sandals in the back rack. They were cute. They weren't black *gasp*. They were TWENTY DOLLARS!  Fuck yes, thank you very much Steve (we are on first name basis now) and thank you FNO.

Next stop was to be another party at Aritzia (I also consider us really good friends after my photo made it onto their blog & email. Yeah Besties!) and then off to Burberry to see my friend, Marlaice, and then end the eve at the GANT Rugger Nolita store (girlfriend points). Now, dont get too excited - I got a call when leaving "Steve's" that the house guests we had were locked out of the house & I had to head back to Brooklyn to let them in. My bubble was deflated. How depressing. I knew I would never make it back in time.  All I could think of was the disappointment I was betrothing on my gal, Aritzia - she needed me! Western Canadians are few & far here in New York - we gotta stick together! By the time we made it back into the city it was sheer mayhem. I have never seen so many people on the streets. Police yelling, people in huge, uncomfortable shoes pushing each other. 1000's of people slowly shuffling down Broadway, metal gates all down the sidewalks to enforce New Yorkers favourite past time, jay walking. Turns out all these people were just the result of F.N.O ending & releasing a bijillion people onto the streets fired up from discounts & alcohol - a sort of Fashion Fuelled riot.

We slowly floated through the masses to the GANT Rugger store on Prince & Mott - only to find out the party's over. Sorry, folks. A bunch of blogger girls were flaunting their shit all over the street. Flashes going off, smiles being hidden. It was like being an anthropologist in a field study. These were the serious bloggers - I read their blogs like a religion. They are my gods. Surprisingly, they didnt look any different or more stylish than any other girl I saw wandering around New York in high heels & a short dress in the past year. I think the internet does that too people. It's like a magnifying glass. It's like "Hey, I know I look good. Don't I look good?" and I'm all "Yeah. Yeah you do" and then all of a sudden they are the voice of fashion. I'm not complaining, I try to do that, I guess - but I just suck at it. I have a hard time thinking I am awesome enough to deserve anyone taking me as some sort of Fashion expert. Not to mention, I actually hate having my picture taken. I feel fucking awkward. I too don't smile, because I look like a moron when I do. HEY GUYS, IM SO HAPPY THIS PIC. IS BEING TAKEN. It's a giant lie. Im not happy, Im terrified, Im thinking about whether my chin is down & my hair isnt stuck to my lip gloss. Can you see my shoes? How about my jewelry? It's ridiculous. My look for photos is that of terror & anxiety.

Jesus, this post is loooong. I havent even gotten to the Fashion Show Part. Ok.  This post will be in instalments. Sorry folks. This shit is exhausting.

NYC Summers

I'm going home to Canada for a month on Wednesday. I'm super excited to see my family and escape out to the country and quiet for a few weeks. So far, when I look back at my pictures, I'd say I have had a pretty fantastic summer! So many beach days, so many free summer concerts & street festivals - so many visitors & wild nights. I'm excited for my upcoming Canadian summer adventures & insta-shots!

On The Way Out

dress:FreePeople/necklace:Millicent/bag:UrsaMinor/clogs:EpauletByUggelbo/sunnies:GantRugger

Just me running out the door to meet R. in Soho (and my messy studio space -ahem)!

Wild Heart

I found this a while back, and just re-watched it.
I just cant help but smile....

yay summer!

Being a model is sooooo hard.

Regardless, whatever they are selling, I am buying.

Braids & Black Silk

dress:aritzia/necklace:millicent/bag:ursaminor

Hey gang, it's been a while!

This is a pretty typical look for me. Black silk & my favourite necklace & the perfect little bag. I got this AMAZING silk dress at our very own and very Canadian shop, Aritzia. The new SOHO location is absolutely stunning - they really pulled out all the stops when they were designing the space. I was elated when I saw the signs of "Opening Soon" on the windows  -  I really must say I kept thinking to myself how I must visit the Aritzia shop when I was back in Canada, because I actually missed their clothing so much. My wish was answered and I went into the shop on the opening day & picked up this dress. Love it.

Oh, and lookie who showed up in the Aritzia email & blog?... it's me! This is how the celebrities must feel like, totally paparazzied!

Thanks to Lindsey for having that keen eye and noticing me! I actually did get this email in my inbox and scanned it quickly, not even noticing myself in it. I have always thought of myself as someone who pays attention to details, but apparently I am wrong.


IN OTHER NEWS!

 I'm super excited about this, you guys.... I FINALLY OPENED MY ETSY SHOP! It's been a long time in the making, but I did it! I must say I'm quite proud of myself. I cannot explain how hard it is designing something and then putting your baby out in the public despite fears of no one liking it. I have a lot of moments of "Oh man, I am a weirdo. Is this actually nice? Will anyone get it?" and the answer might be "No", but then again, it might be "Yes" or "Maybe"  so I need to just take the chance, right? RIGHT!

Anyway, here's my store! Yay! Clickity!

Hope you all had a great Canada Day or July 4th long weekend! I spent my Canada Day driving 8 hours in thick traffic to the Canadian border to apply for an extension on my visa so I could stay longer in this fine Country. After much explaining (nothing is ever easy at border control) I'm good to go for a full year! Hurrah! Really was a great weekend for me!

Newly new

I posted some more pictures of the new styles I've been working on for Millicent on the jewelry blog. Check it --> CLICKITY CLICK