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Men in Sequins

In designer, Men on June 25, 2011 at 11:38 pm

Givenchy via Getty

Last year it was men in skirts. Then heels. Lipstick. Now it’s sequins. Hey, that’s not so bad. Quite frankly, the world has seen worse. But Givenchy’s sequins – as seen its Paris Fashion Week round up – is painted in a rich forest green adding a bit of masculinity. I kind of like it. I’m not a green girl. But it’s the colour of nature and fertility. Despite all the heavy florals throughout the collection, there’s no party going on here. There’s strong Amazon references (South American, perhaps?) Exoticism. Eroticism. Natural beauty.

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Menswear Fashion Week 2012: Missoni

In Men, Milan on June 19, 2011 at 9:08 pm


Based on the tweets on the Missoni presentation, one has to wonder what was more interesting: the cheese being served as Hors d’œuvres, or the fact that Angela Missoni reinvented the Olympic tracksuit designed by Ottavio Misson, the brand’s founder, for the 1948 games. Both, as it turns out, were amusing, though the latter was far more significant.

London is hosting the 2012 Olympics . It’s a befitting muse for the 2012 collections. The presentation was emblematic for all things sportswear: shorts, cable-knit sweaters and classic cut cardigans that are sure to be picked up by those buff-up athletes hitting the tracks. And of course, what would Missoni be without colour however, the staples were blacks and greys. Practicality at its best.

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Menswear Fashion Week 2012: Prada

In Men, Milan on June 19, 2011 at 7:40 pm

Prada’s menswear presentation has been called many things. But a‘ fairytale rainbow explosion’ – by fashion blogger Isaac Likes seemed to be the most interesting. Whether you’d call it that is questionable. But Ms. Prada’s boundary-pushing tactics always have people thinking – and saying – the most outlandish things. It was colourful. Large hippy-ish floral prints set the tone for the collection, as well as the wide lapels on jackets and those adorable messenger boy caps. The `70 – an era many of us have been been trying to get away from- was front-and-centre on Prada’s runway. And that’s OK. Ms. Prada is a trendsetter. You can bet you’ll be seeing these trends splattered on the streets very soon.

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Some Evening Sexy: Lanvin Chiffon Wool Sneakers

In culture, style, Trend, Trend Report on June 14, 2011 at 7:51 pm

Lanvin Chiffon Wool Sneakers via Highnobiety

Well, those and this super sweet Navajo camo weekender by Trussardi 1911. I know. There was a time when I updated this blog three times a day. Sometimes more. But I’m a bit busy as of late – especially since moving back to the ‘city of smoke’. And I’ve taken a bit more interest in my Tumblr Account. Y’know: expressing myself through visuals rather than just mere words. And the ‘words’ have been translating into work with other avenues.

Trussardi 1911 Navajo Camo Weekender via SlamXHype

I’m noticing more and more people adapting to the androgyny in fashion trend I’ve been talking about for a couple of years now. But when I put myself together, and really analyse my style, as much as I like men’s clothing, it doesn’t quite come across as androgynous on me. It’s probably all to do with my curves, hairstyle, make-up. To be honest, I don’t really think about it as androgynous anymore. Matter-of-fact, as I’ve said before on this blog, I’ve been wearing men’s clothes since I was a kid – my Dad’s clothing. So, I guess it’s all just ritualistic dressing for me.

I’m also starting to pick up on gimmicks. It’s an ugly word I know. But it is what it is. For some people it’s a haircut, for others it’s an article of clothing. For me, well, I don’t have one. I wonder if that’s a bad thing. I mean, as much as I love menswear, I also have a penchant for embellished accoutrements and exquisite gowns. I guess menswear is a practicality for me. A reality from the ball room gowns and dresses I wish I could wear. Though, I must admit, I don’t have any desire to walk around town as some kind of obvious fashion plate. Kudos to those who do, though.

Hey I’ve done something I’m super duper proud of (sounds corny, I know). But the thought of making an attempt to do what I have done is like, total brownie points. But I’m treading lightly with it. And when it comes together, I’m gonna share it with you all.


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Musing: Beauty

In Beauty, culture, style on June 9, 2011 at 6:50 pm

Sacha M’Baye via Beautiful Women and Men

I just wrote a piece for a magazine I hope I don’t regret. It was rather personal and entertained a fantasy I’ve been pondering for a minute. Which is funny because I always find personal essays, particularly on sex, drugs and things of this nature to be tacky.

I didn’t always used to be like this. There was a time when I had a rather ‘intimate’ blog. But times have changed. I relish inspiring people with my experiences, but I don’t want or need any favours. And I don’t consider it tasteful. But maybe I’m being a bit delusional and it’s not as bad as I think.

When I chose the topic, I kinda sorta thought it would be hard to come up with a 900 word pice on it. (And I should say that I’ve been getting a lot of long-winded commissions as of late.) But I knocked it out. Sure, it took a bit of thinking; had to (try) and come up with a cohesive argument, but as I got to writing, I saw the point I was trying to illustrate. What I will say, is it pertains to beauty. A man’s beauty, and how this plays a part in my life.

Looking back on men I’ve been involved with, non of them were 10s. By any means. Matter-of-fact, some were butt ugly. OK. Maybe not ‘butt’ but I could have done better. So now, I’ve taken a step back and decided I’d like to have a dime. Yes, I want a 10 out 10. But I don’t want a bum. I want a dime piece that can do for me. HA! I suppose that’s a long shot for most. But I mean, I’ve been on these sub-par dudes for such a long time, that it’s time to get me one that’s got it. I want tall kids. They’ll be smart,  and driven, especially with my genes. And they’ll be privileged with beauty. I mean, that’s inevitable.

I’m not saying  I want a dream. But I mean, I think it’s time to up the stakes when it comes to things I’ve compromised in the past.

So, with this article, or essay, if you will, I went with what’s considered the highest tier. That way, if he’s not particularly that thing, but he sure as hell could pass for it, then I’m good. And there’s a lot of that here, in Europe. Shoot, there’s a heck more of that here than in Toronto. I’ve heard they tend to be in New York, but I’ve been there enough to say they’re not hovering in areas in the open. That’s for sure.

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Some Givenchy Sexy

In culture, designer, style on June 9, 2011 at 12:09 pm

Givenchy Hi Top sneakers via selectism

I’ve got a serious problem. Sneakers. Quite coincidental considering I haven’t worn a single pair since moving back to London. But that’s also because I don’t own a pair of jeans at the moment. Out of all things I’ve got rid of: heels, boots, jackets, sneakers have been the hardest items to part with. Well, these Givenchy kicks don’t help much.

Givenchy Rottweiler shirt via Selectism.

I’ve got another problem. I don’t think I could make my admiration for Givenchy any more clear. Initially, I wasn’t crazy about Tisci’s Fall/Winter 2011 menswear delivery. But when paired with the high tops as seen up top, I’ve had a major change of heart.

I’m at a different stage in my life. I’m not finding my style, I know what I’m about. And my clothing reflects my mood. Superstitious people are afraid of black. Apparently it attracts ‘evil’ spirits and bad luck. I don’t know what to say about that, because it’s a staple. And, I beg to differ with regards to its negative connotations. According to Colour Wheel Pro, black “denotes strength and authority; and gives the feeling of perspective and depth.” I consider it to be the most sophisticated hue of the lot and the perfect contrast to every colour under the sun. Top it with  an angry Rottweiler, one of the most misunderstood pits of hound lot, and you’ve got a pretty fierce combination. In my so called ‘predicament’, being a lover of the unknown, and drawn to things people fear, what’s a girl to do?

Well, in my case, fundraise the money to the coveted pieces. Rock them and wear them as tokens of my strength.

Shout out to Selectism for providing the images. See more of my favourite Givenchy pieces on my TUMBLR.

Musing: Paolo Roldan

In Canadian, Fashion, Men, model, style on June 5, 2011 at 6:08 pm

There’s a difference between fixation and fascination. Doing what I do, and my naturally investigative nature, I have been fortunate to meet people that have contributed to my experiences in one way or another. Good and bad. I have met people from YouTube , Facebook, MySpace, or simply walked into a room realising I had to know THAT person for whatever reason. My opportunistic instinct would kick in and my mind floods with ideas. It’s like a rush. And I transform from a meek figure on the sidelines to a Journalist with a purpose. In this case, with Paolo Roldan a Canadian model, it was a gradual progression.

I befriended another male model many moons ago named Ali. I was a volunteer at a fundraiser for M-A-C called Fashion Cares. As Ali walked by my friend and I, the top half of his body painted in glitter, my friend made a flirtatious gesture. He was sweet about it, and hung out with us for the rest of the night. Ali, who was from Pakistan, resided in Denmark. He was trying the Toronto fashion scene out and didn’t have much friends. But he was an Adonis: smooth toffee coloured skin, and full heart-shaped lips. He seemed somewhat precocious and a bit naive. I kept in touch with Ali, hung out a few times. A first impression would have you believing Ali was cocky, but in actuality, he was one of the sweetest people anyone could know.

I came home one day and checked my voicemail. Ali was moving back to Denmark. He thanked me for ‘everything I did for him’ which really wasn’t much. I never heard from, or saw him again, but sometimes I wonder how he is doing.

When I met Paolo, I felt got the same feeling I had with Ali. A lot of the time, you would expect an egotistical attitude from models. Particularly men. I’m sure Paolo has his moments, but I am not the giddy type. And I had my eye on Paolo. I had seen him twice before. But I had no idea who he was until someone told me. I didn’t pay much attention to it until I came across a profile on him in a publication. I used him once before. But he reappeared in my life in the knick of time. There was something I needed to accomplish before I moved back to the UK and Paolo was the missing link. I needed him. I had to act fast.

After having a proper conversation with him, I was fascinated by the things I automatically assumed he would know but didn’t, things I learned from him, and human perceptions. I always knew my niche within the industry, but this experience confirmed it. I have made Paolo my un-official muse though he’s not aware of it.

I do not know anything about Paolo. I don’t I want to know him either. He has served his purpose as someone who brought me closer to a brand, Givenchy, I hold very close to me. During our interview, my head was in the clouds by the fact that there I was, a few days before permanently leaving the country, with this person who creates fantasies for a brand I magnify. He was my subject of a story for a leading post-punk magazine I dreamed of writing for called i-D. When things like this happen, it has a profound effect on your reality.

Now, in London, during the Central Saint Martins graduate show, I stole a quick minute with another fashion designer I spoke about endlessly for another dream magazine, Christopher Kane. Then, I walked right up to the honorable Hilary Alexander and introduced myself. I have chatted up with Giles Deacon, fashion maven of a generation. I can’t begin to imagine what else is in store. Sometimes certain things happen, like my moment with Paolo, that are precursors for what things may come.

Shout out to Paolo Azarraga for providing the images.

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Pendleton Woolen Mills – The Portland Collection

In Fashion, Good Look, style on June 5, 2011 at 2:06 pm

In October of last year, I browsed the racks of a popular Toronto thrift store called Black Market Vintage looking for a garment that spoke to me. I had passed the store a couple of times, but admittedly, I was never drawn to it. When it comes to thrift shopping, I prefer strategically merchandised spaces that stimulate my senses with floral scents and pretty attendants. Black Market Vintage, located on the ‘commercial’ side of Queen Street West, is plopped between a sushi restaurant and a local homeless crew – hounds included. I’m not sure why I decided to sneak a peak that day, but I am happy I did.

As I looked through the racks, I was immediately entranced by a cropped fuchsia-orange Navajo print jacket. It was $10 (CAD). I didn’t hesitate. I felt I had landed on a goldmine. When I wore it to work the next day, I was spoiled with compliments. On my way home, a young, stylish man asked me if my coat was from “Opening Ceremony.” Of course not! “Well you look like a million bucks,” he told me. I couldn’t be happier.

When I got home I checked the label. It read Pendleton Woolen Mills, presumably from the 90s. And unbeknownst to me, it was a hot ticket item. Sometimes, style is imminent isn’t it…

Now, the Navajo print, specifically from Pendleton, is a must-have among men and women. I came across a post from Selectism featuring a look book from Pendleton’s Fall 2011 release titled The Portland Collection.

Designed by Nathaniel Crissman, Rachel Turk and John Blasioli, The Portland Collection is a stunning assortment of pleats and wool plaids using classic fabrics and colour ways with a ‘designer feel and urban sensibility.’ The trio has taken the concept to new levels allowing for day-to-night wear ability, an advancement from the rugged, work wear practicality it’s known for. And the prices are top-tier: dresses go for $200 (USD), while outerwear can fetch up to $700 (USD). Luckily, there is a full range of pants, signature ponchos and accessories to choose from. And if the buzz is there, the brand hopes to stock the collection at Saks Fifth Avenue, Neiman Marcus, Barneys Co-op Nordstrom and Bloomingdale’s. A far fetch from the underground treasure where I found my gem, that’s for sure.

As the power of thrift would have it, I do own a few Pendleton pieces. But at a convention in March, while browsing the aisles, I was stopped dead in my tracks by a stall decorated in a sea of coats, blankets, bags and clothing – all Pendleton. I met the lovely reps for Pendleton Canada hoping to be able to work with them somehow, but it was a transitional time and it didn’t happen. Regardless, even though I now live in the UK, I hope to keep the Pendleton tradition alive.

The images from the look book are clean. The red plaid items – including the men’s shirt, dress and tie – are key pieces. The greyscale Navajo print poncho and body bags are ones-to-watch.

However, and I will be honest, had I styled the look book, I would have used a certain model friend, and the backdrop would have been The Berry Botanic Garden, a historical botanical garden in southwest Portland. I would have captured the heart of the brand and its origin in its entirety. Maybe next time, I suppose. Shout out to uristocrat for providing the images, which were taken by Chris Hornbecker .

See more of my favourite Pendleton pieces on my TUMBLR