Weekend Warrior

Not sure what your plans are this weekend, but mine involve deep fried Coke, a spin on a sketchy giant fair swing, and seeing lots of kitties that look like this:

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Why yes, I am going to the CNE, only the best summer fair on earth. I'm going to eat my face off in the food building and sneeze when we go see the horses and try to talk LJ into seeing the SuperDogs show. It shall be glorious, and I'll try to remember to document it with some photos.

Not only that, but I'm also heading to see John Waters, the Pope of Trash, at the TO Underground on Saturday night to talk about his influences. Seriously, I could hear this guy talk about ANYTHING, so I think it's going to be pretty sweet. I'm not sure if there are tickets left, but you should snap them up if there are—it's going to be one hell of a show.

But I'm feeling under the weather today, so I'm off to get some last minute work done and rest up.
Hope you've got plans you're psyched about this weekend too!

(If you're still looking for some, you should go get your nails did by pros, bros. This Sunday only!)

I've also got a new piece up on Vive Magazine this week about J. Crew – check it out!

Event: Fancy Sunday Nails

I wanted to share with you some coolness that is happening in the city on Sunday, August the 28th, which somehow is like 4 days from now. Where does the time go?

At Miracle Thieves, just across from Bellwoods on Dundas, local artists Mahban Ryude and Michelle Lafade will be painting nails like crazy. When I say like crazy I mean that your nails will be crazy in a way that Amanda would die for.

all pics from Mahban's tumblr

On her blog, Mahban explains that "Every set of nails posted on this blog is done by [herself]." "I'm the one who appears the most," she writes. "I've been documenting them for almost a year now. So there are a lot of them."

I learned from the facebook invite that anything you get done is $20, which is totally worth it for the experience of hanging out with these awesome girls while getting bold colours and patterns on your tiny little moving canvases. This is more than a manicure, friends, this is art.

Call ahead and book some time (find their numbers on the facebook page), or you can do a walk in, but I wouldn't chance it. These ladies will be working from 1–5.

From One Cat to Another: Givenchy Fall 2011 RTW

For sure you've all seen this line already on your Google Reader, but I think that Givenchy's 2011 fall deserves a bit more in-depth attention. I will admit that the panthers and the pansies are what caught my attention right away, and made me pretty obsessed with the show. But looking further into the line, and watching this video especially, the details emerge in an unexpected way.

I love the videos from style.com, in which the collections are always introduced by the lovely and bitchy Tim Blanks, and celebrities and fashion insiders talk about their impressions on what they saw on the catwalk.

"There is this hard/soft, push/pull, repulsion/attraction. There's always a duality and that's his big thing. It's never one way." Inez van Lamsweerde, half of famous photographer duo.

Here are some of my favourite detailed shots from the collection. I love the sheer balanced with the dark, thick collars, and in the second picture the sheer drop skirt, which I am desperately trying to recreate in my own wardrobe. The beauty in the almost-Baroque detail in the last pic is impossible to deny. This collection impresses the me who loves to breakdown an outfit and think and write about it critically, but it also impresses the 10-year-old me who love cats and flowers. In a very smart move, Riccardo Tisci's collection can appeal to the fashion conscious and those just chase aesthetic pleasure. Following in the large footsteps of McQueen and Galliano, who also had their hand at designing for the famous design house, Tisci is really making a name for himself, ensuring that we'll all see a lot of his work in the future.

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Cool Your Jets

This week, there's a chill that's edged into the air and I'm digging it. My bike rides into work are cooler, my guy's back in his blazers, and I'm slipping on jeans instead of shorts for my morning walks with Charlie. I'm looking forward to pulling on tights again, sweaters again and even one day soon, coats again (but not too soon).

I'll be heading to Disney World in 22 days (yes, I have a countdown clock on my dashboard) and it's only August 23, so I know there'll be a few more days of warm weather, but for now, in our hot little apartment, it's feeling quite refreshing.

And the colours of fall are so refreshing! I'm looking forwards to rusts and mustards and forest greens, hues that have felt out of place for months. I'm looking forward to woolly felts and soft plaids, cozy knits and solid boots. I'm looking forward to letting my hair hang loose, warming my neck and falling across my shoulders. I'm looking forward to considering my clothes in a way summer doesn't ask you to.

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Right now, I'm thinking of fall transitions, how to get some of the pieces I love wearing right now working into the next two months. And here are some of the ideas inspiring me.

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Lauren Moffat via Calivintage

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See By Chloe Fall '11 via i like nice things

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What are you feeling inspired by this fall?

See more of what's inspiring me at Pinterest.

In Memoriam: Jack Layton

We're going to take a break from our regular scheduled programming for a moment of silence.

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Jack Layton, the leader of the NDP and Canada's official opposition, passed away this morning at the age of 61. He had recently taken time off from politics to fight with an unspecified cancer, and he passed away this morning in his home.

It was hard news to wake up to this morning, not only because Layton was progressive Canadians' best hope of representation, but because he seemed like a truly great man. He went by the nickname Smilin' Jack, and it was fitting—he was a true optimist and a community man, rarely seen without a smile. His wife, Olivia Chow, is also a federal politician (and in fact, represents my riding of Trinity-Spadina), and they always seemed very happy and in love with one another.

We here at Burgundy Girls are shocked and saddened by the news. We celebrated Layton and the NDP's historic win during the last election (they more than doubled their highest amount of seats), and hoped this meant there was a reversal of the conservative tide in Canadian politics. Regardless of your political leanings, there was no denying that Jack Layton loved Canada, loved Toronto, and did his job admirably—providing a voice to a huge portion of the Canadian population.

Now, with Layton's passing, we can only hope the mantle of hope and change will be taken up by other politicians. He will be sorely missed, and we're glad we got to experience some of the joy and optimism he brought to the political table.

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For a taste of what Layton was like, enjoy this fun little spot from the Rick Mercer Report from last year, where Layton shows Mercer around his eco-friendly home, right in the heart of an old Toronto neighbourhood. He also speaks Cantonese with his wife and mother-in-law, and pokes some fun at himself.

He also modeled for Prada and Gucci back in the day—what a babe, right?

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Here's to a great man whose legacy, spanning all party lines, will never be forgotten.

Layton's last note to the Canadian people, written two days ago, can be read here. It contains his advice for the future of the NDP party but also the future of the country. We should take solace in his final words to us. We should use it as a new opportunity to live with intention and stand for the change that we want to see in how Canada is governed.

My friends, love is better than anger. Hope is better than fear. Optimism is better than despair. So let us be loving, hopeful and optimistic. And we’ll change the world.

Graceland, In Pictures

 It was scary hot this day. Outside, unlike everywhere else, there was no AC, so waiting for the bus to get from the main compound up to Graceland was pretty uncomfortable. Note the guy passed out on a bench in the background. That is how everyone felt.

This, however, is how everyone looked. Everyone had their pictures taken in front of a mural of the Graceland Gates. The bus tour didn't actually include a stop at the gates. This was the closest we got.

Dan, being a true documentarian. With the price of a ticket everyone got a headset to wear when walking around the grounds. The recording spat Elvis propaganda at you in an informative tone while directing you from room to room. That's the bus in the background. We were carted around pretty much everywhere, though it wouldn't have been far to walk.

This is the front of the house itself. Doesn't look so big, does it? That's because it was not that big. I was surprised; after hearing so much about the place I thought it would be larger than life. It was roughly the size of a McMansion.

This is the sitting room, and no, the colours have not been adjusted in this picture. It was kind of beautiful it a really retro way, and the carpet was strangely spotless. This was the only room light enough to capture with my 400-speed film, but you can imagine the other, equally as elaborate, but in asian style, jungle style, etc. 

We weren't allowed up the stairs, but up there is where Elvis actually died. I wonder how far I could have gotten if I'd just bolted. I'm pretty sure there were armed guards keeping the privacy of the Presley family. You can see at the bottom right how packed the place was with people. There was a lineup to walk through the entire house.

The lineup continued outside the house to the Meditation Garden. I half expected to see people crying, and I was disappointed when no one did. For a mediation garden, though, it wasn't very relaxing.

Here are the remains of the man himself. Grave sites are always kind of underwhelming, aren't they. One thing I found interesting is that Elvis' granny outlived him and his dad Vernon. Priscilla talks a lot about Elvis' grandmother is her book Elvis and Me, which I have plugged before. I found a small stack of them in the gift shop (I kind of can't believe they carry it there, it's almost like blasphemy) and I wanted to wave them around shouting "Read this and then tell me what you think of him!!!!!!!!" You should all read the book, it's very enlightening, and paints Graceland in a way that is very different from the way it's seen today. There is a disconnect for me between the real Graceland and the Graceland in my book, in its heyday, and in my dreams. I still loved it though.