My sewing machine was laughing at me, beckoning me to sew something. Each time I got near, it grew fangs and tried to bite me.
I’m now scared of my sewing machine.

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Is repetition the sincerest form of flattery?
Two cities, two Fashion Weeks, two Denis Gagnon shows, twice the Rudsak, two Zink launches. Life repeats itself.
Are two Fashion Weeks (now three if you include Vancouver) necessary in this country? One? Definitely. Two? We come across as Jacob Two-Two trying to get noticed.
I never thought in my life [...]

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Usually I love relaxing on Porter Airlines, the most civilized airline I’ve ever travelled, but wouldn’t you know who was on my flight? Mimi M. That girl is everywhere.
While I was trying to write my Montreal review, she had the nerve to sit next to me and tell me how she grew up in Airdrie [...]

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Am I really meant to be a designer? I don’t know what I’m doing.
Going back to bed…

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Basher was across from me again and Mimi M. walked every single show! Who organized the show seating plans?
How am I ever going to write a column about these collections? All I can think about is how I look next to her and if I look jealous. I’m not jealous. I’m the one who left [...]

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Wahhhh! I’m never getting out of bed again.

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After a fashion show, am I not supposed to get orders? I thought buyers would love my collection.

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How was I supposed to focus on clothes when he sat right across from me? Everyone fawned over him: Brad “The Basher” Brine, star of the Montreal Canadiens.
My ex-husband.
Why was he there? I don’t go to his hockey games; why would he go to a fashion show?
Then I saw it. In his eyes. They [...]

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Googled my show and found this from Bernie Debt:
Fashion Queerterly Catwalk Talk : Velosse works it girls!
Where are all the drag queens at?  That’s what I was wondering when new designer Max Velosse walked her debut collection down the L’Oreal Fashion Week catwalk on Thursday night. Its combination of 80s poof and Marie Antoinette frills [...]

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I always have to look my best in Montreal because I run the risk of running into him. To look my best, I had to debut my Marie Saint Pierre black crepe jersey dress. It’s been waiting for this trip. I love the contrasting white flower.
m0851 kicked off Montreal Fashion Week with a fabulous [...]

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