Confessions of a Fashion Fanatic: Beth & Jim

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.

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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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Monday, March 09, 2009

Beth & Jim

Try as I might, it never fails.

I go into our local luxe department store downtown and spend at least 25 minutes flipping through the single (yes, quantity of one) rack of Elizabeth & James located there, taunting me with its masculine-feminine clothes and downtown cool.

I've even gone as far as to try on the brand's deep purple silk shorts jumper, but have restrained myself from trying on the amazing boyfriend blazers, lest I break down and plunk down big money for one in just my size.

As most fashion-heads would know, Elizabeth & James is the first of two fashion labels from Mary Kate and Ashley Olsen, who named this particular line after their lesser-known siblings.

While it's not wise for me to keep visiting that rack downtown, it's a little less treacherous for me visit the E&J website, where the clothes are a little more intangible and a lot less easy to bring to the sales counter.

So here's a peek at what Mary Kate and Ashley have for Fall '09.

I'm Lovin' it: One of my Sweetspot writers, Ish S., made in onto the NYLON magazine blog today, looking oh-so awesome wearing purple denim from Mavi, where my other girlfriend C-Ra does PR!! Double threat, yeah.

I'm Over it: Schizo weather! Can't decide whether I need to be in a one-piece snowsuit or my aviators. Both, perhaps?!

Track of the Day: I'm beyond devastated to be missing The Kills concert this coming May, but beyond happy because it's all for a good cause: one of my best girlfriend Sushi's Hawaii wedding. The show's been sold out already anyway. I'm not going to lie though -- I have a girl crush on singer Alison Mosshart. And I was also hoping, wishing and praying Kate Moss would roll into town with Alison and Jamie (Hince), the latter of which happens to be her boyfriend. Rocking out with Moss backstage would've been killer, no pun intended.