|shot by Danik of Montreal Street Fashion|
Last Thursday night, I cheated on my detox. I had a beer and a vodka soda. I felt.......
like a fat kid discovering Nutella ashamed and regretful. What monster rendered me incapable of maintaining my valiant self-discipline after 2 bereft weeks without coffee (amongst other glorious dietary staples) made even more enjoyable with the addition of a delicious liver cleanse cocktail featuring olive oil, lemon juice, garlic and ginger?
Who are these culprits?
1) My growing suspicion that my mother drank throughout her pregnancy coupled with...
Once a month, Montrealers in weird clothes have been gathering at the Royal Phoenix Bar to celebrate local, underground fashion design and art care of MEWS, which is probably just a play on words of the word "muse" but is more likely Franglais for "party time is now." And at MEWS, Danik and Dina of Die Young Die Happy Productions create a breeding ground for unbridled creative talent as well as future Alcoholics Anonymous Gold Star members; a winning combination if you ask me. For its third time around, MEWS showcased the knitting genius of Maude Nibelungen, followed by Aries & Leander (whose line featured butterflies sprouting from collars) and finished off with the stupidly artistic Melina Mannaz.
There were no false pretences of importance, no post-plastic-surgery upturned noses, and no pre-conceived notions of first-row entitlement at this fashion event. In ditching the diva facade, MEWS reminds me why I truly love fashion
and why I think beer brings me closer to God.
|Louis (delaineetdesatin.blogspot.com), Alex and Olivier (aromespourlaretine.blogspot.com)|
|Marie, Me & Moustache|
All photos of me belong to Danik Yopp, the rest are MINE....(betches).