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Dear Helen,

5 Nov

My Mother – Helen – 1933 – 2012

Helen at 15 years

Mom, you taught me many things.

You taught me how to bake a chocolate cake. (I still can’t figure out how that box of toothpicks got inside, but at least they were evenly distributed throughout the cake)

You taught me how to iron a shirt to perfection. (starch: heavy on the collar, medium on the cuffs, and light down the placket) I find this technique holds up well on film shoots.

And oh, you taught me how I shouldn’t  iron socks. (as I watched you scrape the melted mess off an iron’s hot metal face)

You taught me how to put make-up on,

How to curl my hair

How to manicure my nails

How to walk in high-heels

How to accessorize my outfits.

You taught me love, and the power it wields!

Wow, you’re Awesome!

All my Love Forever,

Resa

NOTHING BUT THE BLUES

Below is a picture taken from my mother’s hospice room.

Her view was the rear entrance to the club “Nothing But The Blues”

I looked at it for weeks then even though I’m not a poet, a poem fell out of me.

I see nothing

But the Blues.

I want to

Run away.

My pain has

Become shame

And Good girl

Is a sinner

Who sees nothing

But the Blues

From her mother’s window.

Eyes are

Windows to

And from

The soul.

She looks out,

I look in.

She does not

See me,

Know me,

Want me.

I look in

and see nothing

But The Blues

Through my

Mother’s windows.

Chartreuse Style

22 Jun

It just happens like this. I’m walking down the street. Something cool catches my eye. It’s so “Boutiquey”. It’s so “Pre-Carnaby”. It’s so “Now”. It’s so “Chartreuse Style”. www.chartreusestyle.com

Yes, it’s caught my eye before. Yes I’d bought several great pieces. Yes, they were all reasonably priced. Yes, they all lasted. Easy, I tell myself. You’re on a budget.

The sandwich board on the street pulls me in more. I struggle with its logic.

Summer, yeah I like summer. Sustainable? Okay, that sounds totally hip and green. Style, well now you’re talking.

I decide to have a quick peek inside.

The shop has a clean layout. It makes me feel like browsing the racks and displays.

I meet the owner of Chartreuse Style, Mary-Ann Kowala. I think I hear her say that everything in the store sustains our lives in some way.

That’s interesting to me because, selfishly I was viewing things from the opposite direction. I figured we were sustaining the lives of the plants and trees, like we are so important, we are the ones who sustain life. It’s probably a case of working in tandem, I rationalize in an attempt to sustain my sanity.

Fabrics are made from Organic cotton that is often blended with hemp, bamboo, flax, pineapple fiber soya, silk and whatever is available that qualifies. Although her pieces come from all over, Mary-Ann designs some of them herself.

The hand of the fabrics is soft, very appealing.

Of course I find myself wondering what sustainable accessories look like. In true magpie fashion, I whip over to the display case.

Everything is made from recycled glass, Acai and the Tagua Nut. Some call it plant ivory. pljan99.htm Below: the nut has been sliced, dyed in vegetable dye and etched with a laser.

The “smart glass” accessories are a nice touch. They’re made from liquor and beer bottles, and the colors are notable.

In the back of the store I see something to buy.

No, it’s not the awesome red sundress.

© Resa McConaghy

I bought this sweetly fitted zip non-hoodie. I try to take a pic of me in it in the mirror. Uch, the flash is on, and the details die. However, check out the bag. It’s made from chocolate bar wrappers.

The wrappers had never been used, but they were going to get tossed due to end of a run. So someone grabbed the trash and made a purse. That is cool, very cool. There’s other neat “Wrapper” bags in the store. I forget to take shots of them.

I’m so like the “Emma Peel” of the 2013 Fashionista Green Underground. My imagination sustains itself.

Here’s a Courier Bag made out of bicycle inner tubing and a purse/tote out of a banner.

The nice thing here is these pieces are from product that is recycled without chemical alteration.

Both items have strapping made from seat belting.

Mary-Ann shows off the Vegan shoes on display before I leave. As I look down on them, I think how cute my feet would look in the red ones. Huh, Vegan I muse, and I can’t help but wonder what they would taste like? Of course they’d have to be cooked properly.

When I get home I’m still debating who’s sustaining what, or is it what’s sustaining who? It’s kind of like the “Who’s on first?” gag with Abbott and Costello from the 1940′s and I’m both Abbott and Costello at the same time.

I look the word sustainable up. sustainable?show=0&t=1340289097

Aftermath:

I return to Chartreuse Style the next day to take a few more shots of “Wrapper” bags. I am enamored with these creations.

I also want more education on the Tagua Nut.

While I’m there I tell Mary-Ann how her comment “everything in the store sustains our lives in some way” had me thinking all day.

“I said that!” she says.

“I thought so,” I mumble.

Anyway like it says on her card:

Chartreuse Style

A different shade of green.

Summation:

Mary-Ann,  from Chartreuse Style is the Queen of Green at Queen’s end.

Don’t you just want to go there like, right now?

Stella Luna Rocks Vintage at Queen’s end

2 Jun

What I call Queen’s end was  once a tony neighborhood called Sunnyside. Here’s Queen’s end’s corner in the 1930′s. We are looking east-north.

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By the late 1970′s the area had fallen from grace. It had fallen down, way down,  down into the  gutter’s gutter.

Sunnyside had degenerated into a festering wallow of drug addicts, whores and pimps; and not just any pimps, but stereotype polyester pimps.

Stella Luna was one of the very first positive changes at Queen’s end.

In the late 1990′s I discovered Stella Luna when I was scrounging for Vintage clothes for a period film I was working on.

The film’s story ran the gambit from 1950 to 1969. There was like, 50 script days. I needed a lot of clothes.

Juul Haalymeyer, the Costume Designer from “SCTV” now had a thriving Costume Rentals place Called Homemade Tarts.  index.htmlIt was just off Spadina Avenue in Toronto’s old garment district..

Do you remember “SCTV”, or have you seen the reruns? It was a comedy series that ran from 1976-1984.

I love Juul, and so did “SCTV”.  They hysterically included him and The Juul Haalmeyer Dancers in some of their comedy pieces. Here’s one for a laugh. It’s old so the quality is low.

“SCTV” also sparked the career of the late, great John Candynm0001006

Homemade Tarts has the best period clothing in Canada.

Nonetheless, no matter how much clothing Juul could supply, I was still seeking special pieces for my leads. Juul was kind enough to tell me about Stella Luna. I drove to Queen’s end and found Stella Luna. I scored big time.

It was a good 5 years before I moved here.

As I walked into the shop, I could immediately tell that Crispian, the owner of Stella Luna, had a sharp eye for collecting.

The main thing I liked and still do about Stella Luna is that it’s laid out like a “Boutique”.

Yes it’s jam packed, and that’s okay by me.

Of note is Crispian’s collection of accessories. I close in on the display case, and find a magpie’s delight.

Over the years I’ve dressed the likes of  Helen Mirren, Julie Delpy, Holly Hunter, Sissy Spacek and many others in pieces from this place.

However, times have changed. Where I once found a dizzying selection of frocks from the 1950′s, tons of hip 60′s pieces and a Polyester Parthenon of early 1970′s fashions, I now find the late 70′s and 1980′s. Unnervingly the 90′s are making their debut.

However, Crispian does her best. Today when I went in there were two 1930′s bias cut nighties,  one 50′s cotton sundress,  and a large armload of indestructible polyester pieces from the early 1970′s.

Crispian has been hanging in the hood for a lot of years now. Cheers Crispian! Your Vintage still rocks Queen’s end.

Stella Luna is not just a great Vintage Boutique, it also operates in a Vintage mode. There is no web site.

Goldie Lock’n'Load

10 Apr

Hey, we’ve got an urban Princess at Queen’s end. She’s a Roller Girl, she’s hot and her name is Goldie Lock’n'Load. We call her Goldie, and her pride is her roller boutique, “My Roll Life”.
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Today was my third time going inside. I like that this a unique endeavor, not a chain store happening. Goldie is still moving in stock and working on displaying the merchandise. It’s a diamond in the rough, and OMG, she’s got a Disco Ball! It’s moving, but I don’t care. I take a shot anyway.

Goldie's Disco Ball

Not only does she have a Disco Ball, she’s got RollerGirl Dolls. They were quite high, so I had to shoot at an up angle.

Okay, my magpie eye calmed down, and I had a practical look around. Living a footbridge away from the beach where there’s a happening bicycle and roller blade trail, I assumed this shop, My Roll Life, had something to do with that.

Well, yes, but not.  My Roll Life held the Roller Derby element of surprise, roller skating.

These Boots Were Made For Rolling

The Wheels

Goldie will set you up with wheels on your own personally selected roller boots. You can also rent.

Roller Boots at "My Roll Life"

She can hook you up with the perfect helmet.

It looks like Aliens sitting on shelves.

And supply you with whatever else you need. Cyclists will dig it here.

My eye wanders to find something in random land.

Beauty In the Feets

Of course when I got home I had to look up everything Roller Derby. I found this cool glossary.

roller-derby-a-glossary

Goldie’s got this cute spring weight Leopard car coat in her window. Wish I needed a coat. I can’t afford it. Should I buy it anyway?

High-end Boho

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