Filed under: Fashion | Tags: American Apparel, Black, Chanel, Keg Mansion, Stonehenge, Talula Babaton, Tornado, Toronto
So perhaps the title of this post is a tad dramatic, but we did get some pretty awesome sights last night. I decided to consume an entire bottle of wine at dinner so such sights were even awesomer for moi. My look last night was created with the intention of seeming to be ‘bad-ass’ and to scare people – obviously did not happen. But Tila did buy her first pack of cigs, literally with the intention to look cool, but they were gross so that was that. And off we went to the Keg Mansion.
We also found Toronto Stonehenge and the gate just opens…
American Apparel skirt and bodysuit, Talula Babaton sheer kimono and belt, Browns boots, snake belt from mom, Tessa skull necklace, Concho layered necklace, Chanel bag.
Filed under: Beauty, Misc. | Tags: Betty, Dye, Hair, Kelly, Lady Gaga, Models, Pink, Raspberry, Red, Rihanna, Toronto, Yorkville, Zefir Salon
I’m dying my hair red. And I’m not sure the look I’m going for is all that natural. In fact, I would prefer a red that is bright, or cherry-like, or if not those then the other extreme: pinks. Maybe a raspberry…if that’s a thing. I like the idea of dark brows with a hue that is clearly not the root of those brows. And since my brows of late have been much more Russian prosti-tot than normal person, my head of hair is basically crying to be dyed some cray colour. Did I mull over blue? Of course. My first instinct will always be blue since that time in grade six when I begged my mom for blue highlights and was denied – it’ll happen one day, mom! Moving on, red/pink/whatever is the colour this time and I’m a big kid now so suck it (mom). She’s actually in full support, she’s just a blue-bigot. …Why am I talking about my mother?
I like these pictures.
I’ll be asking the advice of the lady who made me blonde, don’t want to mess with my natural beauty or nothin’. And this is the aforementioned she:
She’ll know what to do, right? Whatever, it’s happening.
Filed under: Fashion | Tags: Academy of Design, Alexander McQueen, Fashion, FMQ, Jewelry, Manolo Blahnik, Photo Shoot, Photography, RCC Institute of Technology, Shoes, Toronto
There are going to be a lot of pictures in this post and basically no writing – for me, that is. I feel like most people don’t read my (witty) banter. I’m pretty sure of it…. Okay, I know it y’all. So, if you want to read my (witty) banter you can find it here. This is redundant for those of you that clicked the link, but for the rest of you: I’m now the fashion blogger for my school. Hopefully there’s no censoring (of my wit) like at the last not-my-own-blog-where-I-can-ramble blogging position. I’m fairly sure there won’t be, my ‘boss’ is hella cool. Yeah, hella. I’d tell you why, but that wouldn’t make me hella cool now, would it?
Anyway, it’s been too hot to wear anything besides nothing and I’ve been too busy to care. Here are some pictures I’ve taken that I like.
Things I see in my bedroom & some shots from my school’s photo shoot for our term’s magazine, FMQ.
Filed under: Fashion, Misc. | Tags: Bikini, BRB, Fashion, Roof, Summer, Sun, Tanning, Toronto
Blogging is hard work, you know.
Filed under: Fashion | Tags: Chanel, Fashion, Kensington Market, Pigeons, Royal Wedding, Scream 4, Spring, Toronto
Two big male pigeons were cooing very loudly and biting a female’s face in what I can only imagine is a BDSM-pigeon mating ritual. Spring has sprung, people…and pigeons.
And Scream 4 (I realize I’m late, bite me – like the pigeons?) Anyway, Scream 4 was the best movie I’ve seen ever. Hear that? Film connoisseurs everywhere are ready to gut me like a fish, 2011 styles. As a serious Scream fan this movie gave me everything I was looking for, and then some. Wes Craven, please plan my wedding.
And no, I’m not going to discuss the Royal Wedding, because I don’t care. Yeah, yeah, the royalists will get me, too. But I am wearing white long sleeves in these pictures – I’m pretty much the Duchess of Cambridge.
Chanel shoes, vintage shirt, H&M pants, Balenciaga bag, Oliver Peoples sunglasses, vintage + Tiffany & Co. + David Yurman + Giuseppe Zanotti + random Kensington Market jewelry. Phew.
Filed under: Fashion | Tags: Alexander Wang, CTV, Fashion, Fashion Magazine, I wear black, LGFW, Toronto
I do. And lots of it. In my last packing installment I had all my clothes laid out on my bed and besides the two tan items and one gray item, the entire spectrum was black. For Miami. Black skirt, black bikini, black oversized/drapey thing numbers 1, 2, 3 (and 4); it was all black down to my first ‘cool person’ sun hat. But aside from packing, and if you know me even a bit, you know that the colour black is as essential to me as my puffer. That’s right, I have a puffer. Besides I was tired of speaking my pretentious french every time someone asked me what my blog is called. I have to defend myself most days for my faux-goth ways, so why not save myself some breath and name the blog after what is most obvious about my fashion choices: I wear black.
Back to business: did you see my last post? I don’t care either way, just look at this! Yup, those are my hands. And my ring. And my bedazzled phone. To think it all started with much picture-taking of the AWANG shoes (Cat can vouch for me, we were just sitting and talking as the photographer, Lewis Mirrett, snapped away) and now my digits are making their name in the world.
It’s actually not the first time my supreme phone-holding-fake-texting skills have helped me make a name for myself. Who watches CTV at 6am over the summer?
Filed under: Fashion | Tags: Alexander Wang, Blue Jays, Fashion, JBrand, Julia Sheasgreen, LGFW, Topshop, Toronto
In my last day of freedom (both from doctor’s offices and before the new term starts on Monday) I decided to dress up and hit up Toronto in it’s last day of LGFW. Factor in far too much walking in heels, cluelessly (it’s a word now) searching for the photos snapped of me for this blog post and throwing our well-dressed slash over-dressed selves into a vat of drunken baseball fans, I would say the day was a complete success all bumps aside. Or lumps.
We needed a break from hoofing it all day…so we accidentally dressed up alike, and I added the furs (coordinated to our skirts if you notice). One would think the Greek food delivery girl would’ve had more to say as we bounced down the hall to where she was waiting. We’re cray-cray old ladies.
Alexander Wang shoes, Topshop shirt, Wilfred blazer, JBrand jeans, Oliver Peoples sunglasses, vintage jewelry.