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Lacy Little Things: Bras

madewell: honeydew® intimates flower lace bralette - $32.00 agent provocateur - mercy bra stella mccartney stella lace underwired plunge bra: $65 wonderbra ultimate strapless lace bra

“Where are the bras for the women that don’t want to minimize or look like an old lady?”

If it’s one thing I love it’s a lace bra. I’ve got DD boobs, so I’m used getting to my size in department stores and seeing ‘minimizer’ and grandma bras. Where are the bras for the women that don’t want to minimize or look like an old lady?

The truth is: I love my boobs, despite the fact that it may be difficult to find clothes that fit me properly. My high-school drama teacher told me she’d never met anyone in her life that loved their boobs as much as I do (I was a C then). Even as a C cup, finding a bra that has coverage, support, and just the right amount of padding (virtually none) can sometimes be the hardest thing in the world. The right bra is one of those mystery things, a cousin of mine who’s got a B cup hates her bras so much she calls them torture devices. Needless to say, she understands the prolific burning of the bras. When it comes down to it, a lace bra is one of those things that makes me feel ultra sexy.

To all my fellow busty ladies, embrace those big beautiful breasts, people go under knife to get them!

Live for Today – 9/11

Live for Today 9/11 SoHo Street Art

This city inspires me everyday, and today was no exception. I hopped off the N Train at Prince St this morning only for my (speed) walk to work to be obstructed by people snapping pictures of the street. I looked to my left and discovered an infinitely cool, literal piece of street art memorializing 9/11. Everyone remembers where they were that day, I didn’t even live in the US and I can tell you that I sat in horror as the TV in my middle school classroom relayed the news. It occurred to me that I never really knew New York before it was scarred by terrorism. In a sense my heart breaks for the New York City I’ll never know, more than ever, it breaks for the people that never made it past that day, the families that grieve such a profound loss to this day. I don’t think there was a more New York way to honor their memory 11 years later than a piece of street art in Soho at Prince St and Broadway with the words “Live for Today 9/11″ spray painted on a pedestrian crossing turned makeshift American flag.

I won’t take those words lightly.

 

Fashion’s Dirty Little Secret

“If I wanted to be in an innovative industry, I wouldn’t pick fashion.”

The dirty secret of fashion is that there is nothing new. I suppose the cool thing is how we re-invent it, but when people act like something’s so new and fresh in fashion, they immediately lose me. If I wanted to be in an innovative industry, I wouldn’t pick fashion. On the other hand, I’d pick fashion if I wanted to be a historian with creative liberties. I’ve kept a skeptical eye on fashion week this season in NYC, because I honestly haven’t been that interested. More and more it seems the more things change the more they stay the same. This season (like the last) is all about contrasts, and I’m beginning to think that’s the trick to fashion in general. Call it fusion, contrasts, or a blending of complete opposites, it’s all the same concept – they all mean the same thing. Whether it’s pulling together two different styles like leather and lace (circa Alexander Wang Spring Summer 2013) or playing with different eras by pairing vintage with more contemporary pieces. Fashion is fusion, and I say that knowing that that’s both simple and complex because fashion has such a rich history of ideas to pull from.

Lucky Mag Goes Digital, but…


Lucky Mag October Issue Stickers

[Why the print issue's still better:] “I miss the sitckers!”

I love Lucky Magazine. I don’t read any other magazine religiously. What I love about Lucky is that it’s all about shopping, there are no outmoded social conventions about dating, relationships or anything else. I’ll never find tips for a horrible sex life masquerading as ‘how to impress him,’ instead while flipping through the pages of Lucky I’ll find clothes, accessories, and beauty products (and lots of them), style tips, top blogger spots, and stickers to tag all the content that I love/like/have-to-have.

So when Lucky Magazine launched their digital edition with their September Issue, I couldn’t wait to download it. That being said, I reserved my judgment for the second issue to give them a little chance to iron out the kinks. Never mind the fact that I haven’t thrown an issue of Lucky away in the last four years and I probably still won’t, I am really excited about the digital issue. There are some things that don’t translate from print to digital, but there are a few things that are better:

1. I miss the stickers!
Yes, I realize you can’t have actual stickers, but virtual stickers would make Lucky‘s digital edition infinitely cooler. Tagging favorite content in a way that allows me to fast forward to it would be awesome, right?

2. I want ads that don’t ask me to scratch and sniff knowing I can’t
It was a little odd, and I admittedly kind of wished that iPads had that function, but seeing an ad for Olay Reginerist that asks me to scratch and sniff is a tease with no follow through.

3. I like adaptable content
I spent a lot of time going through the magazine turning the iPad from landscape to portrait to see what the content would look like when it flips from side to side. BONUS, the ‘tap for tips’ and ‘tap for info’ plus signs transforms image layouts into real editorial content with one tap.

4. I love the digital deals
Lucky‘s probably the best mag for deals, and bonus deals in the digital issue are an added and convenient bonus.

5. You can shop virtually everything in the digital issue…
For every page I flip through there’s something I can buy. It’s good news for my love of shopping, bad news for my bank account.

Lucky Magazine October Issue Digital vs Print

Lucky Magazine October Issue - Digital Scratch and Sniff

Lucky Magazine October Issue Digital vs Print

*Another thing, because it’s the digital issue and a lot of the editors are on Twitter, the mag should at least list the handles beside the name on the Masthead…

Twenty-Four Hours in… Toronto

If I could have any super power, I’d want to be able to teleport. I’d go as far as to dive into a vat of toxic goo to get it…

Yes, that’s how much I love to travel. I fantasize about teleporting from one place to another constantly, so the question is – if you had twenty-four hours to spend anywhere, doing anything (minus the airplane rides and the jet lag) where would you go and what would you do?

If you’re teleporting to Toronto…


Niche Coffee Bar - Niche Benedict Nadege Toronto - My favorite patisserie! REDS Bistro Click to Enlarge Image Map

Start your morning off right with breakfast at Niche Espresso Bar. While I’d usually do this a little later and call it brunch, if we’re going to pack as many events into twenty-four hours as possible – this is where you start. I recommend the Niche Benedict. Yes it’s an espresso bar, but if it’s a choice between coffee and my eggs benny, I’m going for the latter. The signature eggs benedict plate at Niche is the picture of perfection with two poached eggs, pemeal bacon and hollandaise sauce piled on top of a generous portion of simply delicious cornbread. (BEST. COMBO. EVER.)

Ed Note: If you go in the summer – ask for a seat out back.

Now that you’re full, it’s time you walk it off. If you’re going to see a city properly you can’t stumble upon the best things in the city in your car – you just can’t! Since I was in high school, I’ve been walking down Queen St – finding jewelry, dresses, vintage shops and so much more – go ahead, window shop and browse. Here are my usual stops on the lane… Spoof, Get Outside, Style Garage, Black Market Vintage, The Beadery and whatever else catches my eye.

For the good stuff, make your way to Kensington Market for a mix of vintage shopping and yummy snacks. Whatever you do – you must try a spinach, feta and pesto scone from Cobs. If you’re interested in vintage scarves and buttons – head to Courage My Love. I’ve been known to sit on the floor and rifle through their scarf bin – each scarf goes for about $3.00 (CAD). On the subject of buttons, some people are content with whatever buttons a garment comes with, for the rest of us Courage My Love has the wall of buttons. I’ve probably spent $100 dollars here – which is saying something because these buttons aren’t that expensive. Peek into Flash Back and peruse the vintage shirt racks on the street, then make sure to take a long and leisurely stroll in Bungalow – my favorite vintage store of all time. Almost every vintage pencil skirt I own came from this place, and I’ve also scored quite a few blazers here too. Their stock is carefully curated to give you just about everything you could want when you walk through those doors.

Lunch Time: saunter back down to Queen St, heading further west to my favorite French patisserie – Nadege. Order up a croissant sandwich – whichever one your heart desires. I’m likely to grab the one with smoked salmon, cucumber, dill and cream cheese (but Fresh Figs and Goats Cheese on a Nadege croissant are equally as delectable). Grab some goodies to go, like mini madeleines and homemade marshmallows – chocolate covered, regular, or flavored (I’m still savoring my strawberry and basil marshmallows).

Walk around the city some more, sit in the park across from Nadege, or head up to Dundas and head east towards Yonge Street. You’ve still got time to pop into the Art Gallery of Ontario – so go. Or, make your way to the waterfront and take in the sunset over Lake Ontario before you head over to REDS… When Holly Golightly said that thing about the mean reds, these weren’t them. With the greatest wine selection in Toronto, this is a must stop for the visiting wino. Order the crab cakes and lap up the vino. And, in the event that you’d like to dance the night away – head to Wet bar on Peter St or Guvernment on Queen’s Quay down by the lake shore.

Ed Note: Full disclosure, I don’t think I could ever get everything I wanted to do crammed into 24 hours in Toronto. I grew up there, so having to see friends and family trumps this itinerary.

The Fantastic Four: Burgundy Bags

I can think of quite a few things I love that come in the color burgundy: wine, my ballet leotard from when I was 9/10 years old, and these bags…

Melie Bianco Silvia Double Handle Woven Satchel; $59.40 - 6pm.com The original, Hermes Birkin (in burgundy); $17,999.00 - Portero.com Rebecca Minkoff - Large Affair; $495.00 - Zappos.com Madewell - Heritage Leather Satchel; $228.00 - Shopbop.com Image Map

I haven’t bought a new purse in an eternity, and when I say that I mean it. It’s not like me saying I haven’t bought a nice blouse in a long time, knowing full well I went on a mini shopping spree last weekend and bought five. I need a new bag, and I don’t want a plain black one (although I may want a white one) – the color I’ve been drawn to as of late is burgundy. The Rebecca Minkoff – Large Affair is my current fave.

With fall on the way, what colors are you looking to add to your wardrobe/handbag collection?

An Emotional Ride on a Streetcar

A Streetcar Named Desire

I’d clambered out of the office after yet another conference call that ran late, hoping I didn’t get stuck on one of those Murphy’s Law trains. I hopped on the 1 train up to Times Square – 42nd Street and made my way up the two blocks to the Broadhurst Theatre. I tried to remember what I’d read in that tenth grade English class, but all I could muster was my version of Stanley’s voice bellowing “STELLAAAA,” then A Streetcar Named Desire began. It all came flooding back to me in bits and pieces, as I watched the brutish Stanley played by Blair Underwood, excite Blanche DuBois’ (Nicole Ari Parker) dramatic nature. Then I remembered, someone gets raped…
For the life of me, I couldn’t remember what scene this horrendous act would take place – so I found myself on the edge of my seat wondering when Stanley’s anger would catapult into full blown assault. It did a couple times as he formed his fist at Stella, but it wasn’t until that fateful moment that my heart leapt out of my chest. Moments after the scene went to blackout, I felt tears welling up in my eyes. The last scene brought me to tears. This cast had wreaked emotional havoc on me, and they deserved their standing ovation.
My heart bled for Stella and Blanche, and while a friend of mine and I had just discussed how stupid we women can be, the art of the stage imitated life. People call Tennessee William’s Streetcar a masterpiece, and I suppose I felt it was a tragedy of the human condition. We make excuses for those we love (or even like) because we’re so afraid to be alone. This isn’t just a play written in the 1940′s, it’s a story of people that accept less than what they deserve time and time again, and the people that smile as they do. I don’t think I understood that when I was all of thirteen years old in an English classroom, failing to see beyond the words on a page. Blair Underwood, Nicole Ari Parker, Daphne Rubin-Vega, and Harris Wood captured a piece of Streetcar that had escaped me all those years ago.