What’s up the blogger said to thee!
Last Friday (feels like yesterday) we hit up the tents oh look at me talking all fashion, “the tents”. I hope the out crowd can pick up on this industry lingo along with my heavy facetiousness. Sometimes I can’t tell if people can tell that I am ALWAYS JOKING HERE.
Now there’s a smile, Laurence.
We had some time to kill before the show. We were not only on time but ahead of time for once which is awesome for capturing a lot of pics. My mom is a very thorough events photographer and has expanded, these two shoot in tandem it is the best.
We are going to do a shoot together eventually.
The show we saw was by Huntress. See that necklace. Gems baby. The designer is up for a people’s choice for best collection, go vote for huntress you have til Nov 7th. What Would Laurence Fishburne Do? His baby mama closed the show with 2 Irish Wolfhounds a whutty-whut. That is because why and what.
We is always about the street photography too you know that boo. I get an assist on scoring this one, my call plus allowance. I had to whittle this post down to a finite amount. Toronto is such a small town and my mom photographed every single fashionista you would recognize, you’ll have to go to her album on FB to see. There’s unwritten rules here yo, can’t post it all.
Slob chic at your service. It’s at that point in the laundry rotation when things get interesting. However, I have been selected as a fashion notable to partake in an upcoming fashion social media thing so the style moves are working. Hashtag werking. From now on I am just going to Kerouacian prose prozac when I write here because who even knows how to do this thing called blogging anymore. If but nothing else than to please my fellow literary counterparts.
How, “This is not my first rodeo” is my face much?
Age gracefully. Grace agefully. I’m gonna tweet this Raymism what I just invented. Ten bucks no one cares.
Werk werk work, work mom work.
Tracey really captures it all.
A meeting of the minds.
This is how you own a sidewalk.
A woman captured a video of us walking alongside the streetcar on king to university. Wonder where that footage ends up!
Treatin my peeps to drinks. Love that ring of mine hey don’t look ay my pin!
I would be a great model all you have to do is look angry a lot and wear a ton of makeup.
Fabulous check-in set-up this year. Like into a hotel on broadway.
So much bling and eccentricity. Check the gasp face in the middle. That’s laurence’s lady friend.
I miss Toronto.
Stink eye for you.
And for you. My hair is growing like a weed around my back.
Can you imagine three of me? Actually that equals 5.
I’m going to unfortunately break a blogging rule and pause this as I have to do some burlesque rehearsal related things now. Top Secret!!! Come to Poletergeist on Friday! Pt II Fashion Week tomowoah!