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Jumbo Screen Capital of the World

New York, New York

What’s wrong with playing tourist once in a while right? No matter how often I’ve had the pleasure of visiting New York, the playground that is Time Square always feels like a return to childhood. Actually maybe that’s just me, because I do hear a lot of folks complaining about naked cowboys and pick pockets…in any case I find it all enchanting. During our trip to the big apple for fashion week, we lived very close to the mega screen hub and took the time to give it a visit. We went with one very specific purpose in mind, being to ride the indoor ferry wheel at Toys’R’Us. To my dismay the world’s biggest toy store had shut its doors, and been replaced with a GAP billboard. You think thats disappointing to hear now, imagine my sad face after walking around the same 3 blocks for 45 minutes looking for it, like a set of keys I had misplaced…I swear it was right here!?!

All was fine with the world after we found the quarter life equivalent for the beloved toy store, you might have heard of it, it’s commonly referred to as Sephora. Just like that all the heartache and grief triggered by the loss of the giant stuffed animal section had been erased. I also spent all my money on bottom eyelash mascara and a sheet mask made of eggs…maybe I should go back to shopping in the Barbie section…feels like a better long term investment. Time Square also has a Hard Rock and a Disney Store, so you know its a sure thing in the good time department. We had a beautifully touristy day followed by the Georgine show, and a night on the town. It may have hurt the next day, but you know it was all worth it of course. What can I say there’s just no city like New York kids.

Don’t forget to check out our NYFW adventures on YouTube by clicking HERE!


“You got buns with that coffee!”…Just one of the many charming comments you may hear while strolling through Time Square

Bottega Venetta sunnies, vintage Helmut Lang jacket, Adidas sweatshirt, Topshop dress, Dior bag, and Nike “Air Force Ones”.

NYFW Day One

New York, New York

TGIF everyone! This past week has been an absolute whirlwind, literally and figuratively. We spent it in New York for Fashion Week in the snow, wind and rain, and not to sound cliché or anything but…had the absolute time of our lives! Though it wasn’t my first time experiencing NYFW, I never did it quit like this. Usually we attend a couple shows, and events, plan a few meetings while in the city and call it a day. This trip however, it was going to be 5 days, a dozen shows, evening fun with friends, and no time for rest let alone sleep. That’s right kids, I was gonna do it like the pros do.

After missing the Desigual and Nicholas K show (told ya’ I was doing it like the pros), we finally arrived amidst the snowstorm, and I had to get going and ready for the Micheal Costello show. Did I mention the snowstorm. Try to look cute, let alone effortlessly street style cool surrounded by puddles of slush and snowbanks. Not what I had planned for. After I got seated first row across from a Care Bear, my nerves took a back seat and I started feeling like this week was gonna be good. That night was followed by the best tacos of my life at ABC Cocina, and a mediocre night’s rest.

The next day I froze my buns of shooting this very look, before heading to The Standard Grill for a quick lunch before Cushnie et Ochs. Here’s a tip for you. Don’t eat a massive burger with a generous side of fries while wearing lycra-less vintage jeans. Boy did I not feel good. I had my tight pants on, a tall pink pom pom beanie, and leopard of all prints, sitting front row at my most anticipated show of the week, across from some of the most influential people in the industry. If you want to know how to feel out of place kids, this is how you do it!

Events like fashion week can make you feel so very teeny tiny in a sea of incredibly beautiful and talented individuals. What’s important to remember though, is that no two are completely alike, and that it is your skill, your character, and your unadulterated uniqueness, that will get you where you are going. So no matter how many followers, endorsement deals or shiny contracts are sitting across from you at a fashion show, you made it because of your hard work and because you stayed true to who you are. Wow, why did I go all introspective and preachy again. All I’m trying to say is…you do you. No matter, in what field, or what that means to you, because your power is in your individuality and what you bring to the table. Even if like in my case, it’s just butt jokes, a pom pom hat and a good time…Have a beautiful weekend my little chickens!

Check out part one of our NYFW adventures HERE

Snow leopard in a pink bib

Eugenia Kim beanie, Ray Ban sunglasses, Zara jacket and blouse, vintage Levis jeans, Gucci  bag, and Christian Dior boots.

Denim à la Justin & Britney

Montreal, Canada

Happy humpday everyone. Where do I even begin. Work has taken over my life, my relationship, and my eating time, and I’m not so thrilled about it. Aside from the quality minutes I save to watch Black Mirror on Netflix, I fear I have given up all my free time. I went on the master cleanse yesterday and actually enjoyed it because it meant I didn’t have to schedule time to eat. Who am I? I don’t even know how it happened. Sure with YouTube, planning for fashion week and rearranging my life in general, I guess it makes sense I’ve lost the lunch/recess period of the school day, but it kind of made me realize how valuable that time was.

I miss spending time with my husband in a non professional setting, and having time to chit chat about stuff other than the video being released next Wednesday on the channel, or the new WERKS website (that’s his company btw). I guess that’s the not so fun part about working with your best friend. I spend so much time scheduling, you’d think I’d put a little bit of quality time aside for the most important gentleman in my life. So I’ve decided to take a break from the shop talk, and  go back to the baby talk that used to make our friends feel nauseous whenever they were around us. We’re going back to the Justin and Britney days of our relationship, so don’t be alarmed if you see us in matching denim looks on Instagram. Just kidding, he’d never go for it…or would he?…. Until then, here I am, solo in denim, with my curly haired boy bander behind the camera. Did I just take this metaphor/comparison thing too far? Anywhoo, I wish you all a wonderful rest of the week, that includes loads of free time to spend with the ones you love…Even if they won’t wear matching denim ensembles with you.


A true Canadian Tuxedo

Saint-Laurent sunglasses, Zara coat, Twenty turtleneck, Topshop Mom jeans and belt, Louis-Vuitton “Palm Springs” backpack, and Adidas “Superstar” sneakers.

Bigger Fish to Fry

Montreal, Canada

Sometimes it feels inappropriate or out of place to go on living my usual routine and publishing work, when it feels so futile in comparison to the chaos of the world around us. I love what I do and find it brings me joy and serves a purpose bigger then the way the job title shallowly depicts it,  but it’s feeling extra trivial today. So instead of going on a spiel about how cozy I was in my fluffy pink jacket, I ask you to take this time to educate yourself about how you can contribute. Sharing scary headlines on our Facebook feeds, and posting outraged statuses to our friends and followers, is actually a good start. Raising awareness and humanizing these issues is a big part of it, but what else can WE, as individuals, do to help. That’s what I’m doing today and I implore you to do the same. I don’t know about you, but I don’t like feeling powerless to changes that are affecting the people closest to me, so I’m going find a way to get my power back. Until then, remember to always love, and be kind to one another. Anger and hatred is what brought us here in the first place.

Saint-Laurent sunglasses, Stella McCartney jacket, Joyrich turtleneck, Topshop jeans, Gucci bag, and Christian Dior boots.

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