Confessions of a Fashion Fanatic: Haute Hippie Does Marc Jacobs

Confessions of a Fashion Fanatic

The daily chronicle of a fashion-and-beauty obsessed, style-writing, pseudo-Angeleno who made her way from the Great White North to La-La Land -- otherwise known as Los Angeles, California -- and back again. Till the next big city calls out her name, that is.

: Name: Haute Hippie; Location: Everywhere and anywhere

I'm a Vancouverite who moonlighted as an Angeleno. My momma is the best in the entire world, and I'll argue you hoarse on that one. I've been in love only once in my life. The East Coast calls me but the West Coast is in my blood. Social butterflies -- and party animals -- are a great species. Fashion and writing will be the death of me, but what a way to go. Carine Roitfeld is fabulous. I would die a painful death if art, design, photography, fashion, music and dancing did not exist. Always kind of wondered why Smurfette was the only girl in town. I can't draw. Absolutely believe everything happens for a reason. I feel so lucky to have the girlfriends that I do. I'm a total sun baby. Think I might be a workaholic. I may have slight road rage. Ice cream and hockey are religions. I buy too many glossy magazines. Nothing beats someone with a killer sense of humor. Chivalry is really not dead. I'm a victim of minor vertigo and a serious lead foot. Always up for meeting people from paths different than mine and crossing paths with old friends. At the very end of it all, I want to be able to look back and say: Yeah, I sure lived a damn good life.

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Thursday, May 03, 2007

Haute Hippie Does Marc Jacobs

My friend Aggs B. is gonna be famous.

She is a majorly talented fashion photographer who's got such a creative eye and winning personality, as well as the longest gams on this side of the coast -- so jealous!! In a good way, of course.

Below is one of her photographs. Very Marc Jacobs-y, which is highly appropriate since Juergen Teller tops her list of favorite fashion photographers, and also happened to be the Marc Jacobs ad photographer from 2002 to 2005. Currently, the MJ lensmen -- or woman, in this case -- is Cindy Sherman.

Those pimp ankle boots happen to be mine, as well as the calves.

But the frilly bow socks -- about the awesomest things I've slipped over my feet in awhile -- are property of the lady behind the lens.

The other shot is of our girl Marla L., who's a fashion designer and my ultimate partner in fashion-magazine-buying-crime. I can't even imagine tallying up how much both our mag collections are worth when put together -- it'll most likely equal a bombass outfit from some expensive boutique.

Aggs told us pals to "ch-ch-check out" her growing online portfolio -- and I suggest you do, too.