OK! This is myself and photographer/frequent collaborator Alyssa Katherine Faoro. This ain’t gonna be labelled a GPOYD, as it was shot during our last Inspiration Point photo shoot and it seems ~*appropriate*~ to actually SAY SOMETHING rather than stream it somewhat consciously via the usual photo+quote+vid fragments (I assure you that after this posting, It’ll be bizness as usual — moving on & on, on & on). And HAI! How often you see a pic like this? 2 Bitches in messed-up glasses. HOT DAMN.
Inspiration Point was (up until this week, to be exact) a style column I wrote for Toronto’s EYE WEEKLY. From July to Dec 2008, it was a weekly thing that found hi and low fashion inspiration in cross-platform cultural references. The idea was to hijack the stereotypical newspaper fash spread (product shot on white backdrop accompanied by swishy-style-copy-with-shop-info-deet captions) and convey how style is something that isn’t solely determined on the runway, but by the ideas and shared references that we often get so entangled in. (And why yes! The column’s name is a Happy Days reference. THX DAMIAN.)
So the column was devoted to picking apart iconic fash references (Diana Vreeland, Antonio Lopez) and then the not-so-iconic (the classic ’80s Canadian indie film I’ve Heard The Mermaids Singing, Stevie Nicks and Lindsay Buckinghams’ first album, Koodo ’80s aerobics-ish ads, etc.).
It was also v. important to avoid a fashion-as-elite-as-luxury perspective, which is why items were frequently pulled from those out-of-the-way shops, like your Islamic store on Gerrard or your Eglinton W. beauty supply. I became obsessed in mixing up the usual Queen W./Kensington/Bloor suspects with the not so obvious, cause I wanted to visualize Toronto fashion as this truly democratic-diverse-ecosystem of communities and subcultures.
As you can see, it’s tough to really link to fav’s, ‘cause what you see online is very different from what you see in print. Sometimes, IP felt like this hybrid image/text thing that just came out and disappeared (which is why I started thinking outloud with it here, rather than link to the online thing with the disappointing user experience).
By the time my column went monthly this January (back when we were all OH SHIT RECESSION), Alyssa and I kept death watch. (Alyssa has been a sister-friend thru and thru on IP, but I also have to give a shout-out to our fav models Bianca and Stephanie, fav make-up den mother Roxanne, and not-so-frequent photog collaborator David Waldman.)
We set deadlines: April, May, August. Each issue thinner than the last, each column sandwiched even tighter between print ads. When the death knell came (strangely enuf via cell, when Alyssa & I were heading out to see NEW MOON-OMG-TEAM-JACOB), it wasn’t a surprise. We probably felt relieved, knowing that its present incarnation was finally coming to an end.
Anyways. I ain’t bitching here. I feel lucky to still be getting out there in print, and thankful that this fashion work has finally led to genuine grassroots development in this particular idea I have about fashion and community in Toronto). </lastinspirationpoint>