Is there anything greyer than Toronto in February? The city is pale with snow under a washed-out cloudy sky. Salt stains on boots, shivering at bus stops. Slushy uneven sidewalks and bitter winds. There is so little redeeming about the atmosphere in this city right now, I’m anxious to retreat into my warm studio on the weekends, curled up in front of the flickering internet or cooking over a hot stove.
My attention these days has been so captured by food that I have to resist the impulse to turn final fashion into a food blog. My resolution this year to try a new recipe every week has not just been an easy promise to keep – it keeps me excited about a new week – a new taste. By the end of this year I think I will have built up quite the repetoire.
And veering slightly to the left of the foodie topic, I recently bumped into The Impulsive Buy via Accordion Guy. Yes there is a blog for people like me! I don’t know why, but whenever I see some kind of new flavour of something or some kind of horrible novelty food I am filled with a ridiculous intense curiousity. I have bought far too many disgusting flavours that should not exist. Now, I can get the review, the rant, and enough information to make the urge to try subside.
Continuing along the path of virtually nothing to do with fashion, I also have a recurring fascination with speculative fiction and futuristic utopias. Recently I discovered the Paleo Future blog via boingboing. I love pondering this stuff and all the tangents off of it. You know, when I have time to ponder.
Recently discovered Kylie Minogue and I’m enjoying browsing her videos and catching up with her dance-pop songs. She’s a confident performer with a greater depth of sexiness than the average pop starlet.
Perhaps it has a little to do with fashion, but often as I listen to music as I walk down subway platforms on a daily basis, I feel like I am walking through a chaotic collection. Imagine the people of Toronto as if our collective attire contributes to the landscape, to the overall sense of designed atmosphere of the place. That a sense of locality could be in a way, a force of fashion.
There are common themes, depending on the time of year. Right now most people are dressed in subdued colours, and either wearing parkas, ski jackets, or wool. Most people dress in shades of black, grey, brown, and blue. There are exceptions, but most people do not dress outrageously, or well, or very badly. So perhaps there is something to be said for a certain, low temperature blandness to Toronto’s general sartorial sense.
Still, it’s the exceptions that make watching the street life entertaining. It’s cool to check out what the kids are wearing these days. No sooner than I admit to reading Vice, they release a fashion issue. This is where we get the handy guide on regional variations in the young urban adults out there. I’m pleased to see that there still is regional variation in fashion.
TFBB is coming up – if you want a button you can click on this one to get it and put it on your blog if you’re coming to the brunch:
Soon there might even be a TFBB forum or wiki so we can keep that thread going in one easy-to-find, linkable location. Thanks to geekigirl, who is doing a stellar job at taking care of the details for the next brunch.
Yes, I’ve continued to feel the fashion week tremors as they get to me. I’m not following the shows slavishly as I did in the past, so what gets to me is whatever the blogs think is remarkable enough to post. There isn’t enough that is remarkable about this season. I am expecting to see way too much of the fashion victim t-shirts. What’s your prediction for this season? What looks will stick and actually get filtered into the general consciousness six months from now, next fall?
Let’s ponder. Let’s speculate.