Chinese Work Ethic Sunny Fong

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Fashion Weak

Just to let people know that I’m not that guy.
But I will be down at the tents tomorrow for a men’s show so I’m looking forward to seeing some nice stuff.

But again, I anticipate being disappointed. Toronto fashion is kinda blah for me. It has this kind of nouveau, choppy aeshetic to it but I don’t want to pigeonhole all the designers. I think we have such a small market and such an elite fashion authority that we fail to support our younger designers thrive as much as they possible can. Particularly ones that have the ability to go a little nuts. I’m super happy to see so many young Canadians do so well in Paris, New York and London where they walk a fine line between artistic and wearability. Canadians are more about functionality than the artform.

Just some examples of Toronto fashion and fashion celebs…

Though Jeanne Beker is still awesome. She is always glamourous and on the ball !

Suzanne Boyd, former Editor of Flare

Why does this look like a Zellers version of whatever 5 trends they’re trying to put together? I love Philip Sparks shoes but his clothes are always a little off…

Gay and Gayer

Robin Kay, head honcho of the Fashion Design Council of Canada


My friend who works in New York (producing for Louis Vuitton, Prada, Marc Jacobs, Vogue) thinks Toronto fashion is the worst and so do a lot of his colleagues. Which is a sign that things need to change, reform or some fresh blood needs to be added to the scene. The fact that Sunny had to win a fucking reality show contest shows how un-chic our city can be. Because we always felt second fiddle to the major fashion epicentres, we tend to drool over b-list name celebrities and pander to a very corporate audience obsessed with wearability. The worst branding works here whereas a lot of our shows and campaigns look like cheap marketing ploys. Toronto is the queen of schtick. Often the glitz, pseudo-glamour and pretense overshadows the actual clothing. Which is a shame as the talent is there but the support system might not.

I kinda hope Sunny Fong gets a chance to move down south as well and work for a big company. I think that’s really the way to go because he is ultimately the most talented Canadian designer we’ve seen in years.

Anyway Sunny, if you’re reading this: I’m rootin’ for ya tonight. Let’s hope SOMEONE from Barney’s is there to buy something. Maybe I’ll see you tomorrow night at Bustle.


175 Things That Kinda Suck About Toronto – #36 – 40

Happy couples. Office buildings. Corporate schleps running to What A Bagel! and Kitchen Stuff Plus on their lunch break. A poorly laid out mall. I guess the bars are okay… Oh wait, that’s Yonge and St. Clair.
Everything is more pricey up there for some reason too including rents. Walking to get to a store between Eglinton and Lawrence is hell on earth both in the winter and summer.
There’s something about the area that sucks the soul out of everyone.
Even the nickname sucks:”Yonge and Eg.” The only reason for this nickname is because people can’t be bothered to say the whole name. Whooooooo!!!
Yonge and Eg is like celebrities who wear nicer clothes than the normal city rube population but no matter what, they never quite reach that “classy” level they’re attempting to achieve.

That biatch from the Star is wrong, yo. Maybe 6 or 7 years ago, it was a a great time with your friends. 80% of people were dressed up, 50% of people were REALLY dressed up. The most amazingly creative costumes one could find on Halloween night. Not a “sexy cat” or “devil girl” in sight. I remember a group of transsexual flight attendants and a handsome pilot literally stopping traffic to cross the street. Drivers honked, hooted and hollered. I used to get goosed walking down Church Street in my costume. It was always a hoot! Now, the street is closed off, flooded with a mix of costumed revelers and people who come down to watch us like we’re fish in an aquarium. It’s too crowded, dull and annoying to walk through. Frankly, boring straight people who want to see a freak show should stay home and pass out candy.

Has anyone noticed that some of them count down to zero and then stay green for another 5 -10 seconds (I’ve timed them)? So motorists slow down to a rolling stop, notice that it’s still green and gun it through the intersection. It looks so dangerous.

Yes, the head of the Fashion Design Council of Canada got really drunk (and gets really drunk every year) and makes a slew of drunk speeches to Canada’s “fashion elite.” We have a fashion elite? Please. Robin Kay gets dumped on for staggering and saying such shocking statements such as “‘Fabulous,’is the only F-word they let me use.” Well, pin a rose on your nose! Cover your children’s ears! Fashion Week in Toronto is a bland, underwhelming and vicious cycle of marketing execs and Audi employees in abnormally pointy shoes (I’m referring to the men!). We take no risks, we don’t invite real artists to represent the shows and the after parties are all very corporate affairs where the lack of diversity in the crowd reminds us of why most Canadian fashion talent eventually move to either Europe or New York.

Robin Kay isn’t even edgy or wacky enough to garner this kind of negative press. I have to get insanely drunk just to get through some of the events.
If Robin Kay actually did a line on the podium at Holt Renfrew launch or maybe threw in a few young upstarts into the designer mix, our Fashion Week might be somewhat tolerable on an excitement standpoint. I mean, she stumbled and stuttered on the Mango runway. MANGO for fuck’s sake! Why is Mango, a large retailer, even doing a show? You don’t see Express at New York Fashion Week. Fashion elite? That’s just funny.
A real fashion elite moment: Calvin Klein’s cameo on 30 Rock.

For some reason, we thought it would be fun to go check out the festival in the evening to see if we oculd score some cheap eats. It was cramped, badly laid out, filled with the wrong kind of people and the restaurant offerings were mediocre. We had to eventually take the back streets to get the hell out of there. I kept getting hit in the face and being pushed around in the crowd. 80% of the time, I was pressed up against a group of rude teenagers. It took us almost an hour to navigate through the strip to get back home. It was basically a nosh pit. *foooooooooooog horrrrrrrrrrrrrrn*

Food-wise, it usually kinda goes something like this:
“Oh look souvlaki. Oh look souvlaki. Oh look souvlaki. Oh look souvlaki. Oh look souvlaki. Oh look souvlaki. Oh look souvlaki. Oh look souvlaki. Oh look, cold sushi that has been sitting in the sun all day. Oh look souvlaki. Oh look souvlaki. Oh look souvlaki. Oh look souvlaki. Oh look souvlaki. Oh look souvlaki. Oh look souvlaki. Oh look souvlaki. Oh look souvlaki. Oh look, the subway.”

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