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I know I’ve been gone for about two weeks now and I have a very good reason for my absence.I haven’t said anything up until now but behind the scenes Love, Mirian has been under construction…
Continue reading Change Is Coming!
As soon as my ticket was booked to Montreal I instantly started thinking about what emerging labels based there I wanted to shoot with. The first one that came to mind was Atelier New Regime. Modern. Street. Well-designed. Socially aware. In my mind, this collaboration was a long time coming…
Continue reading Long Live Atelier New Regime
Every year around this time a new class of students completes their current level of education and must decide if they will advance to a higher level or enter “the real world”. I was 17-years-old when I graduated from the charter arts high school I had been attending in Michigan. I had been accepted to Savannah College of Art and Design’s Fashion program with a scholarship and was so excited to be beginning this new chapter all on my own.
That was years ago. I am very different from the bright-eyed, bushy-tailed, out-of-state pupil I started out as. If I had to go back and do it again, there are definitely things I would change and some I wouldn’t. But since I can’t, hopefully this open letter to my former self will be of help to those now in the same shoes I once wore.
Continue reading Life 101: An Open Letter to My High School Self
In that moment, I could either remain silent and feel uncomfortable about myself and what was to come next or I could choose to be a unicorn. I chose to be a unicorn.
Continue reading A Day in the Life of a Unicorn
When one door closes, another one opens…
“The greatest thing about going through Hell is you come out on FIRE!” — Kimberly Jones Pothier
Continue reading No Bad Vibes
Not all who wander are lost…
Spring has been slow to arrive in Toronto. Winter came late and didn’t want to leave. When the snow finally melted, the cold still lingered. I waited for the cherry blossoms and they never came. All I saw around me was dry, chilled dirt.
It was around 6:00pm in the evening. My partner came by and I asked if we could go for a walk. When I was child, living in Michigan, I used to love going for solitary walks in my neighborhood. “Let’s go on an adventure,” I said.
Continue reading Into the Woods
I have no chill. As in, I have a really hard time finding my inner calmness, relaxing, and just chilling out. My inability to find peace and recharge is one of my biggest self care struggles.
Back in April I was approached by Muji Canada to come visit their head office for their first open house. At the time I didn’t know too much about the brand beyond having been in the store before and seen their selection of lifestyle and home goods. I knew them to be a favorite among YouTube beauty gurus for their acrylic storage cases often used to organize makeup but I didn’t know about their philosophy and what makes them different.
After hearing from the president himself, I learned that their products are designed to be functional with a clean, minimalist aesthetic. Their ideal life is a “simple pleasant life“, a concept at the heart of their vision.
Continue reading Finding My Chill with Muji
What do you think would happen if you gave 68 unique and different women one leather jacket to wear according to their own personal style? For the launch of their customized leather jacket collaboration, downtown Toronto fashion boutique Convey and leather design studio Namesake teamed up and did just that. And I was lucky enough to be one of the chosen ladies.
Continue reading 1 Jacket. 68 Ways.
Right now I am the farthest possible from Coachella. Instead of soaking in music and sun in the California heat I am in brisk, windswept Toronto nursing the cold I woke up to this morning.
I’ve always wanted to go to California, specifically LA, since I was very young. The palm trees and laid back, unbuttoned attitude has always been alluring to me. Music has also been one of my loves since childhood so imagine how jelly I feel about not being at Coachella right now.
Oh well I guess. Maybe next year? But until then a girl can pretend. If I were there, this is an example of something I’d wear this weekend. A look with mix and match print-on-print and a bohemian, artisanal flair. Maybe we should all get into some fun festival season styles, close our eyes, and just daydream.
Continue reading Coachella Dreamin’