Happy Psychedelic Birthday to Me!

I've been feeling really psychedelic lately. I've been listening to The Doors and Jefferson Airplane on repeat and been reading Tom Wolfe's Electric Kool-Aid Acid Test. I also just about picked up and moved to California (circa 1969) when I went to see When You're Strange, the new documentary about The Doors.

It was only fitting, then, that my 25th birthday party was hippie themed, which it totes was! My lovely friend Sarah (you might remember her from 'The Future of Fashion as We See It'... or basically everywhere if you live in Toronto) not only played host, but made me a tie-dye cake and took some real cool photos, some of which are below (mine are the shitty camera ones... ) We boogied to some records, breathed some nagchampa and all got into bed with each other at 4am to watch Fear and Loathing in Las Vegas. Wish you were there? Me too.

The Future of Fashion as We See It

As I'm sure you noticed, I got a little lazy blogwise over the Euro Fall Fashion Weeks and as it turns out, so did my friend Sarah (aka. Sarah Nicole Prickett, babe of the century and seriously talented Toronto-based writer... check her out!) We got to talking one night about our love/hate for the return of simple dressing, our penchant for bright lips and of course, all those pesky Pugh for McQueen and Elbaz for Chanel rumours.

So, like any proactive and opinionated fashion writers, we decided for the future-good of all, who we think should really be at the helm of taking over these two houses... while we were at it, we planned the future of Maison Martin Margiela and resurrected our favourite legacies, Elsa Schiaparelli and Paul Poiret.

We disagreed on most, both seem to love Holly Fulton, writing in chart form, and doing blog posts by hand at Starbucks.

Here's how we weighed it out...