Confessions of a Fashion Fanatic: Adieu, Monsieur Saint Laurent

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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Tuesday, June 03, 2008

Adieu, Monsieur Saint Laurent

On Sunday, legendary fashion designer Yves Saint Laurent passed away from a yearlong battle with brain cancer.

He leaves behind some of the greatest couture silhouettes, terms and legacies every known to fashion: le smoking, the trapeze, pantsuits, beatnik looks, safari chic and ready-to-wear.

Upon his official retirement in 2002, Saint Laurent told WWD, "I always served women and I did it without compromise until the end, with respect and love."

Yes, you did, Monsieur Saint Laurent -- and that respect and love will always, always be forever returned.