Monday, May 28, 2007

Blog Scene

Though I didn't have the privilege of attending the Toronto Fashion Blogger Brunch on Sunday, I did experience the next best thing. I spent some quality vegetarian brunch time with Danielle of Final Fashion, who created the TFBB scene. It was really awesome being led around Toronto with a fashion veteran who knows the area, and was wearing and adorable plaid circle skirt to boot. We haunted legions of cute vintage stores, a left-wing button shop and saw a huge group of knit-wits on a yarn tour of the city. I ended up with the most wonderful vintage dress ever known to man and some buttons reading 'resistance is fertile', 'bling kills' and 'eco-warrior'. I'll be sure to post a picture once I get my home computer back. I've been blogging haphazardly from the filtered school computers during my spare - apologies!

Wednesday, May 23, 2007


I was alerted of these wonderful skinny pants through Pretty In Black, and couldn't resist to post on them. Because animal print is just so punk rock.

If they have some sturdy animal print fabric at Fabricland, I'm going to pick it up faster than a hipster in heat and command a duet sewing project with my mom.

Speaking of punk rock, I saw La Traviata performed by the Canadian Opera Company on the weekend and their modern take on it involved dominatrix bondage scenes - it was awesome! Even better, is that my best friend and I went on a bus there with a horde of elderly ladies from the local opera guild and they loved it!!

Speaking of bondage, my best friend was wonderful enough to buy me a really cute TNA bag from Aritzia (surprise!) that has a pastel safety pin pattern all over it. It's massive and I'm using it as my new schoolbag. :)

Saturday, May 19, 2007

Master of Illusions

Hot damn! I literally found the coolest t-shirt ever in my dad's dresser drawer. It says "Eric Slone (my dad's name), Master of Illusions" and has his old phone number on it. Isn't is awesome? It's soft and vintage and most of all, it's personal. It has no irony in it whatsoever. I'm not wearing a shirt that says "Fred Smith" on it for kicks - I have no idea who Fred Smith is! To find a shirt that is sentimental and stylish at the same is nearly a miracle.
I bought these great kicks at Winners, when a pair of sandals I was wearing started giving me painful blisters. Though I bought them on a whim, I'm sure they'll end up as summer staple shoes.

Is Paris Passe?

Here is the finished product of my Journalism course. Of course I chose to write about fashion! Most of it is intentionally fabricated, so don't take offense. The quotes that are real will be highlighted in red.

Is Paris Passé? By Isabel B. S., Geek Gazette Reporter

Many fashion insiders are shocked and outraged, but editor of British Vogue Alexandra Shulman refuses to take back her proclamation that London is the new fashion capital of the world.

Critics agree that Paris, Milan and New York are taking nosedives while London rises like a phoenix out of the ashes of the fashion world. Shulman brazenly stated in a televised interview that “Paris is the past… London is the new hotspot of the world.” She says there is plenty of evidence to support her claim.

London’s fashion scene, which has seen its revenues rise from $6 billion in 2002 to $9 billion this year, is moving at the speed of light. Almost overnight, London has produced successful upcoming designers such as Christopher Kane and Gareth Pugh. Kane’s trademark design involves skintight neon mini-dresses and Pugh’s garments look more like Halloween costumes than clothing.

“I don’t come to London to see wearable clothes. I come for a different way of looking at things, people who think outside the box. We need this.” says American Vogue Editor Anna Wintour.

Britain is also producing unique new faces to model these wacky fashion creations. Lily Cole and Agyness Deyn are two young British models who have captured the eye of fashion followers for their atypical beauty. Cole and Deyn are among British youth being noted for their impeccable fashion sense on and off the runway.

Yvan, writer of the popular street-style blog, Face Hunter (, appreciates the fashion ingenuity he documents in London. In fact, Yvan recently relocated his address from Paris to London. “The City of Light is charming, but let’s face it, not a hotspot for fashion fodder…London…offers more diversity, plain craziness and cultural invention per square metre”, he wrote in an April 29 blog entry.

But Paris Vogue’s editor Carine Roitfeld refuses to acknowledge that Paris may be losing ground to London. Carine believes that “just because they’ve found a way to clash as many colours and patterns as possible does not mean London is a fashion capital. Whatever is happening across the pond is not revolutionary, it’s tasteless”. She also mentions that “as a fashion editor, I observe the ebbs and flows of the industry. It is the nature of fashion…London can’t compare to the true sophistication of Paris”.

Karl Lagerfeld, Head Director of Chanel has a strong opinion on the matter. “Paris is the best and will always be the best”, Karl says. “Chanel, Dior and Lanvin are classic and reliable labels from Paris and the demand for them is not declining. Sales at Chanel are as high as ever”.

Shulman’s statement has created a spat between the powerful trifecta of Vogue Editors; Shulman herself, Anna Wintour and Carine Roitfeld. Wintour has sided with Shulman, creating a rift between the two and Roitfeld. Roitfeld mentioned that her friendship with Shulman and Wintour will “not be continuing”.

Current London youth culture bears striking similarities to the legendary lore of the Swinging Sixties, when former Vogue editor Diana Vreeland brazenly stated in 1965 that “London is the most swinging city in the world right now”. London has certainly established itself as a fashion community brimming with vicious creativity, but does it define attitudes towards fashion in the 21st Century? As the popularity of vintage will attest, everything old is new again.

Thursday, May 17, 2007

Mission Accomplished

I finally had the chance to go to American Apparel with the intention of buying something, and was pleasantly surprised with what I found.I bought this red hoodie, which is soft and warm and wonderful. I think I'm being influenced by my boyfriend's style, so hoodies have become wardroble staples of mine, as of late.
I bought diagonal shirt in purple/cream/navy. It looks like something a hipster boy would wear and fits like I stole it off a hipster boy. But I didn't. I actually paid full price for this unisex tee.
It's still a bit chilly here in Kingston and I only brought one pair of pants (the only other bottoms I brought were bermudas and skirts), so I was reduced to buying these genie pants. They're soft and very comfortable - much more than an impulse buy.
Ahh yes. In true university-style I bought a Queens sweatshirt. Everyone around here is decked out in full Queens uniform. I have opted not to wear it yet - people might mistake me for an unfashionable snob!

Overall, the Journalism course isn't too bad but I have neglected the social aspect of the "camp". I have made a grand total of zero friends (maybe three acquaintances) and miss everyone I left at home. It sounds unnatural but I can't wait to get back to school.

Monday, May 14, 2007

Journalistic Integrity

The only interesting thing I have to report about Journalism class is the teacher. His name is Peter. Picture an average-looking middle-aged man with a receding hairline wearing khakis and Rockports. He doesn't look particularly interesting, but he has a hysterically funny dry sense of humour. I've already made up an epic life story about him in my head. He's a womanizer who seems charming at first, but turns into a vile jerk after you've slept together twice. Needless to say, he gets bored easily because he is so intellectually developed and cannot find any women his age he can relate to. I think I'll turn it into a comic. The Adventures of Peter the Sarcastic Ladie's Man. Would you ever read such a thing?

Friday, May 11, 2007

Tourist Central

My dad came back from Florida, and though there was no Proenza Schouler for Target souvenirs to be found, he did get get me some pretty cool t-shirts. (Knowing my father's taste) I was expecting something that said "FLORIDA" is glittery bubble letters, but I was pleasantly surprised.
This t-shirt is silly. Roaring tiger? Silly, and I love it. I'm wearing it now, with red lipstick, a navy pleated school uniform-ish skirt and neat white flats I bought at Value Village. Hipster-centric.
Pirates are also an outdated hipster motif, but I really don't mind. The skull actually changes colour in the sunlight! It's ultimate tourist style, but I adore it. Thanks Dad, and I hope you're feeling better!

P.S.: I am away all next week! I'm competing in the Reach Provincial Tournament on the weekend (hard.core.trivia) and am taking a week long Journalism course at Queens University after that. Expect my blogging skills to improve tenfold after that! So there will be posts next week, but probably sporadic ones. I apologize in advance!

P. P. S: Like my new header? It's a cartoon of me that my friend Rachael drew!

Wednesday, May 09, 2007

Wham Bam - Shoes, Ma'am!

Whenever I flip through a magazine there are two pairs of shoes that catch my eye. No, they more than catch my eye. They shock it. Assault my eyes with their breathtaking beauty. The two pairs couldn't be more different but are both beautiful in their own way. A bit like the Montagues and Capulets. "Two households, both alike in dignity..."
These Chloe shoes are ultimate. They manage to blend the gladiator, "biblical" and mary-jane styles in one piece of footwear. (When I say "biblical", I mean they kinda remind me of Jesus sandals). Envision Jesus in a Catholic-school uniform going to fight a lion in the Coliseum?? These Jil Sander heels certainly do not evoke feelings of ancient history/uniform education. That is, unless you consider ancient history who you slept with last week. These heels are hot. I don't even like cut-out platforms, but the sheer hotness of these burns a hole in that opinion. They look like they are six inches tall - even if I could afford these I wouldn't be able to teeter around in them! Since that is the case, they would be refined to being displayed in a cabinet of some sort. That's no problem, it should be obvious they are ART.

Tuesday, May 08, 2007

Patrick Robinson for Target

The Patrick Robinson for Target collection has been receiving a lot of hype lately. Looking at the collection, I can really understand why. Besides the Mediterranean hippie vibe it gives off, I was really struck by the recurring "medallion" textile pattern. I'm not exactly sure what the pattern is supposed to be, but it;s pretty cool anyways. I have a Jones New York sweater with the exact same pattern on it that I stole from my mother! Sorry, but the secret had to be revealed. Patrick totally ripped the "medallion" look from my mom.

Saturday, May 05, 2007

White Lacey Undergarment

Oprah was right. Nothing makes a lady feel good like a new bra tat actually fits. Today I went downtown to a specialty lingerie store, none of that LaSenza bull. (I guess LaSenza isn't complete crap, they just don't carry my size: 30A) I felt a little awkward dropping cash on the two bras. I'm only 17 and it seems like only established career women should have the privilege of buying expensive bras. Oh well, It made me happy nonetheless. I would highly recommend getting fitted and finding a bra that is the perfect size, it's a seratonin boost of the most productive kind. Thank you, Oprah!

Wednesday, May 02, 2007

Kittie Hawk

Is anyone else shocked by the bizarre lack of co-ordination demonstrated by this outfit? Here is a perfectly adorable girl, a less skuzzy Paris Hilton lookalike if you will, wearing a perfectly fine white shirt and silver leggings. Then she shows and abnormal disregard for her age and slathers herself in Hello Kitty accessories. It’s just wrong. Didn’t anyone tell her that anyone over 13 should not be allowed inside Claire’s Accessories, let alone buy products there. (Unless you are the parent to the under-13 yr. old, which I sincerely hope this woman is not). It’s called age-appropriate dressing, and it’s not that difficult to comprehend. Hello, Kitty. It’s time to take down the fromage factor a couple notches.

Tuesday, May 01, 2007

Indie Boy

Oh Indie Boy, I love you. The perfect outfit usually involves a corduroy jacket, a wicked-random t-shirt bought from Threadless and thrift-shop find menswear shoes.

Add a hoodie/cardigan and shaggy hair for good measure. My heart will skip a beat.