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Style Icons: Birkin’s Girls

In culture, Fashion, Fashion Heat, Good Look, Icon, style on May 2, 2010 at 1:19 am

Ever since Vanity Fair put me on to Serge Gainsbourg in `07, it was like my life change. This man, who doesn’t purse many lips in Toronto (as least not around my way), made me to explore the natural coolness the French seem to harbor. Not like I didn’t know of this myth before – okay, I really didn’t. And it never occurred to me to care. But reading about how much his daughter, Charlotte craved him when he died, the impact he had on the most beautiful (Bridget Bardot), and the most sexy (Jane Birkin) women on earth, I felt compelled to find out more about this man.

I picked up Bonnie & Clyde his 1968 duet album with then-bombshell Bridget Bardot, and I’m not ready to rest until I get the rest of his albums. But it’s not until I can trace the remnants of what he left behind.

 That’s when I started to do some digging. I became, and still am, fascinated by the women who were in his life. Particularly Birkin and her petals. I’m also keen on to pick up Birkin’s and Charlotte’s albums, and I’ve got to stroll through downtown Paris with Lou, completely glamorous and gorgeous woman. And Birkin’s eldest daughter, Kate Barry, though I don’t know much, I understand she’s a photographer, and I can only imagine the beauty she can manipulate through her lense.

It’s women like these, women like these that inspire me. That make me realise there’s no point in caring what anyone thinks.

Style Icon: Patti Smith

In Fashion, Good Look, Icon, music, New York, style on May 2, 2010 at 12:29 am

It’s hard to imagine Chicago-native Patti Smith ever entertaining the idea of fashion. But when someone exudes that kind of nonchalant sexiness, she is – undoubtably – fashionable. Her artistic-expression, her voice, her presence was completely pretentious. Her style was NYC, the origin of emo, and an emblem for today’s fashion outsider. It’s catapulted Patti to legendary status. Even the audacity of Rock N Roll Nigger from her ’78 album Easter, “Jimi Hendrix was a Nigger/Jackson Pollock was a nigger” lyrics intended to liberate those who chose not to confirm, were delivered with jaw dropping crassness. And for that… hats are tipped.

Patti’s look means not caring at all. Your blazer, your tie, your shredded jeans are just so. There’s never any effort to be made, your hairs ragged, well, because you don’t comb it. It’s a look many aspire for, but very few can carry.

Patti Smith’s visual aesthetic has been emulated by many, Leslie Feist being one of them. Ultimately, Smith’s the originator of genderless-artsy, oozing with enough confidence and hardly – if ever –  wearing a stitch of makeup. After all these years, she’s perfectly creased but she’s still got it. When you’re born with style like this, it transcends age and time.