FASHION Magazine

  • Toronto shop alert: Dew

    By Samantha Evans

    While they may have loads of restaurants to spare, Leaside ladies have been coveting knits and accessories that pack a punch. Luckily, they have Dew (1553 Bayview Ave., 647-436-1232).

  • Dirty dealing

    By Jennifer Campbell

    Montreal recessionistas, take note: On October 10 only, the Diesel store (2114 Mountain St., 514-845-4335, diesel.com) is offering the deal of the third-of-a-century.

  • Paris: September 30

    By Rebecca Voight

    Who needs colors when you have great lighting? At Nicolas Ghesquière’s futuristic show for Balenciaga, fabrics changed color as they were hit by overhead light beams. The shimmering collection of sequin tube dresses, metallic fringe and tiers of iridescent, crinkled ribbons sewn together for a bubbly effect, had a chic Barbarella quality in simple shifts with space-uniform seaming and drop-waist tank dresses. The glitter factor was balanced by narrow, matte trousers with intricate insets in an intriguing mix of fabrics. And Ghesquière has seen the future of the handbag as well. Balenciaga’s square clutches in shiny croc and lizard spell the end of the big, messy bag.

  • Milan: September 25

    By Susie Sheffman

    Sitting here anticipating the start of Dolce & Gabbana, one of the surefire highlights of the week—I secretly love the wait—it’s the same each season and I’ve come to relish the scene. In a few minutes J.Lo, Rihanna and Matthew McConaughey will have the paparazzi flashbulbs going wild.

  • Shop your boyfriend’s closet

    By Stephanie Trendocher

    After years of donning skinny jeans, I found myself yearning for a fresh updated look. Celebs were spotted trotting around town in wide leg styles, but it seemed that even Kate Moss couldn’t influence us to swap our stovepipes for looser fits.

  • Saskatoon: High Caliber denim

    If you are trying to find premium denim, look no further: Caliber (155 – 2nd Ave. S., 306-664-9980) is one of the newest high-end fashion stores to hit the scene in Saskatoon. Located in the heart of downtown, quickly becoming one of the most popular areas for trendy boutiques and chic martini bars.

  • Calgary: Pure jeanius

    If you’re anything like me, finding the perfect jeans comes a close second to bathing suit shopping in fitting room anxiety. My routine goes like this: I turn around, check my assets and proceed to do squats and lunges. (Why I don’t bring in a set of free weights is beyond me.) I know I’m not alone in this.

  • New York: Opening weekend

    By Tammy Eckenswiller

    For me, Fashion Week kicked off with BCBG Max Azria: Nice, fluffy jumpsuits and sexy dresses with a decidedly ’90s minimalist vibe served to confuse me as  I tried to sport some of my hot new fall purchases while sweating profusely in the muggy NY heat! I hate to look at spring collections when it’s so damn hot. It just doesn’t make sense. It needs to be cold so I have something to look forward to!

  • San Francisco treat

  • A day in the life

    By Kate MacLennan

    Once every few months the stars in the fashion universe align and the dedicated fashion editor finds herself triple booked every day for a week with events. So many soirees, so little time.

  • It’s all in the bag

    By Kate MacLennan

    Almost a decade ago, back when I was but a fashion kitten (not a full-blown fashion feline), I made the gross miscalculation of wearing a vintage Roots T-shirt whilst strolling through Sydney’s Paddington Market on a trip to Australia. There was nothing wrong with the shirt in and of itself—I even thought I looked pretty cute having paired it with denim capris (which were just gaining popularity then).

  • Behind the scenes of the L.A.M.B. show

    So I barely make my flight yesterday afternoon to New York, only to find out when I arrive at LaGuardia airport that my luggage didn’t make the one hour non-stop flight with me from Toronto. I tell myself to stay calm and think fast. It is 4:55 and I have an interview set up with Gwen Stefani for L.A.M.B. in two hours. Anyone who knows me knows that, post 9/11, I wear tracks and flip flops to the airport to ensure a seamless dance with U.S. Customs and Immigration. I have nothing else with me and I am told that the bag containing all my armour to face the fashionistas at Bryant Park will be arriving at my apartment around midnight just in time for bed.