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Musing: Magazines

In Fashion on July 20, 2010 at 3:28 pm

Are magazines a dying breed? Never. What about Fashion magazines? Is that even a question? Gen Y is too sophisticated to not read magazines. Gen X is benched between the internet and the ideals of print. And the echelon of taste-makers are too powerful. Fashion magazines are addictive. It’s deeper than the editorial spreads or designer profiles. You’re learning a library of history in the span of an article. To hold a glossy magazine, in your hands, then create a zeitgeist going as far back as 10 years (in my case, I have Vogue from 1984) – that’s a trajectory to the smart stars. When a magazine starts to discolour and pages fall out of the sockets, you hold the power. And if you’ve actually read all of the magazine in your go, even better.

When I started seriously collecting Vogue, I chose the British edition – for obvious reasons. But I had never really read it properly. There was something about it that just went over my head. It was too wordy, to cerebral. So, I went back to my first one – I had a lot of catching up to do – no wait, actually, I started reading back issues of  Flare, Fashion and Elle Canada – Canadian fashion magazines. The Canadian glossies to me were  stepping stones towards my growth to the more coveted titles. Once I got through them, all 50 or so, then I moved on to British Vogue. It was tedious. It was tiring, but I did it. Now, I’m amazed that I can get through British Vogue in one sitting. Well, okay maybe two. But it’s so much more digestible then it was all but a month ago. I’ve even taken to buying all the English-language editions with the exception of Vogue Paris. I’ve also moved on to various editions of Elle and Harper’s Bazaar. See what I mean? To say it’s fulfilling is too easy  a world. It’s more like, emancipation.

OK. magazines don’t necessarily have the depth of books, they’re not supposed to. But now, after reading glossies by the pound, I can read a feature in Vanity Fair and have an opinion on whether the story was shit (like the latest cover on Angelina Jolie). I mean hey, Vanity Fair  – I love you, I really do – is the Crème de la Crème of the mag world, no? Newspapers are now a breeze and I’m curious if books can fill the black whole in the middle of my brain.

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.