In 2004, if you would have told 13 year old Claude, that one day she’d be walking around Harajuku, Japan, wearing heart shaped glasses and bubblegum pink hair, she would’ve thought you were bananas…B.A.N.A.N.A.S! Yet, here I am on Love, Angel, Music, and Baby’s home turf blending in like a pro…well kinda. Though it wasn’t my first visit to the birth place of everything kawaii, it never truly looses it’s luster and shine. Sure, it’s a little more mainstream than it once was, with Vivienne Westwood and Pandora opening their doors on the main strip, but still the area has retained all of it’s original magic.
As soon as you venture off to little streets and alleyways, a kingdom of everything fashion, from DIY designer goods collaged together to hype beasts haven and vintage couture treasures await. It’s a dangerous place for people like me…but I’m not only in it for the goods. Harajuku is probably the most fascinating and mind blowing place to people watch on the North and Eastern hemisphere, or any hemisphere really! You really haven’t lived until you’ve seen a middle aged, 6 foot something man, living out all of his Sakura Card Captor dreams in full lady garb, grabbing a sandwich at high noon. I’m telling you, it’s a sight for sore eyes. Everyone is welcome to be as beautiful, adorable or weird as they’d care to be and I think that’s pretty fantastic.
The Harajuku hood also houses the highest volume of adorable animal cafes in all of Tokyo, which will surely keep you oohing and ahhing at everything from Owls to Hedgehogs. Unless, like me, you get crapped on continuously for the duration of your allocated 30 minutes. Poop or no poop, Harajuku, still promises to keep you wonderstruck, and truly lives up to any Gwen Stefani song it might have inspired in the early 2000s…and I really liked that period of her catalog so you know it’s gotta be really good.
Saint-Laurent sunnies, Strorets dress, Christian Dior bag, and Balenciaga Triple S’.
Believe it or not, the first iteration of this blog on Tumblr started in anticipation of our first trip to Japan, as a way to showcase my very first #OOTDs (linked a couple of those right HERE, HERE and HERE, as if I needed a more direct way to access the embarrassing photos of me out there). Asia had always been a place I wanted to visit as a child. Even if at the time I often found myself afraid of the unknown when traveling, none of those fears were ever correlated to the literal other side of the world. Because we were going to be traveling all around China and Japan I did try to pack smart tourist gear, but let’s not kid ourselves, I wasn’t going visit the world’s most avant garde capital of fashion in TOMS (though TOMS are great, really, no shade). It was 2012 and I was always in Zara and all about pastel tweed and denim, so funny enough not much has changed.
This time around, I just took my love of pastels to the next level, my literal roots. These photos were taken mere minutes after I dyed my locks myself in our hotel bathroom. BTW if anyone from the Peninsula Hotel reads this I’m really sorry about those pink towels, the box said it would come out. Though I didn’t fall in love my blush locks instantly (I was actually kinda nervous I was going to hate them the next day), I grew more and more fond of them with every passing fashion moment and hairstyle. I miss them to this day. Seriously considering going Lavender, what do you think? In any case, this was our first evening out in Tokyo since our last visit 6 years prior, and I cannot believe how much we missed out on then. More to come on that in the next posts, but for now here are some photos of me in a Sailor Moon shirt on our way to a crazy night out in Shinjuku.
Zara suit, Urban Outfitters “Sailor Moon” shirt, Louis-Vuitton “Bum Bag”, and Balenciaga “Derby” boots.
New York, New York
This city has always held a special place in my heart. When I was itty bitty, my mother and father let it be known that New York was a magical place. I still have the most vivid memories of having tea with my father at The Plaza, playing the giant piano upstairs in the late great F.A.O. Schwartz toy store, and seeing The Lion King on Broadway for the very first time. Of course there were also the family vacays in the big apple during my rebellious teenage years, but those were a little messier…so let’s keep it romantic and not go there. The first time I ever lived alone was in New York, the Summer of 2009 when I was 17, going to the American Conservatory of Dramatic Arts and then again at 18, with my first big girl job working for Lizzie Grubman PR…but the memories that might be my fondest are the ones that same Summer of 2010 when Peter and I first fell in love.
Let me tell you from experience, if you’re ever going to fall in love, New York might just be the best place to do it. We spent it traveling back and forth, Canada<—>NY every single weekend, refusing to let a week go by without seeing one another, constantly attempting to surprise each other with big gestures, and small thoughtful ones. I dragged Peter to every musical on Broadway, the restaurants I grew up going to with my family, and then there was our legendary weekend in the Hamptons of course. The story of our first Summer might just be too long and epic to resonate as a blog post, so maybe we’ll tell it together one day. All this to say that when Peter and I visit New York City, even if it’s for work, meetings, or Fashion Week, it has never ceased to be magical. Just the way it felt when I was itty bitty, except maybe even better…
Balenciaga cap and shoes, Juniper + Blanc sunglasses, Iro Paris leather jacket, Uniqlo Mickey Mouse sweater, Storets skirt, and Christian Dior tote.
Walt Disney World, Florida
If anyone knows anything about me, it’s that Disney makes my world go ’round. No exaggeration here. It rocks my world, makes my heart skip a beat, puts a spring in my step…you get the point. So when I get to mix two of the great passions of my life, being styling and my main mouse, you could say I get pretty excited. What better way to ring in the new year than with an #OOTD from the happiest place on earth! Creating outfits for the parks inspired by Disney decades past, current trends, or my favourite characters, is probably the most fun I have getting dressed. In fact, I’m about to get out of bed and have myself a good ol’ time getting dressed for our final day here in Magic Kingdom. Going to keep this one short as adventure awaits, but make sure to check out my daily dose of Minnie style and shenanigans around the park on Instagram…Wishing you all a magical 2018, and I cannot wait to share another year of fashion, food, travel, and Mickey together!
Saint-Laurent sunnies, Topshop choker, Julianna Isabella necklace, Lazy Oaf cardigan, Chloé slip dress, Christopher Raeburn Mickey bag, and Balenciaga “Speed” sneakers.