THIEN AND NOW

Canadian fashion designers make even less money than Canadian actors so you have to be really driven to be either. The irrepressible Thien Le is not only the designer of his amazing eponymous line (whose devotees include actors Shirley Douglas and Wendy Crewson), he also does unbelievable custom work, like the black cashmere pea coat he made for me based on a weary old Calvin Klein jacket which he deconstructed, tailored (took out some of the A-line shape) and lined in red silk. I wear it non-stop because a pea coat is forever. It actually fits him perfectly. In fact, he says he wants to borrow it to make himself one. No way. I would never get it back.

Dropped by the new studio of uber-gifted Canadian designer Thien Le, who whipped up two killer caftans for me out of sari fabric I scored at Value Village. (Those aren't sausages hanging up in the background -- they're patterns.)

I am modelling a sample of a Mongolian fur stole designed by Thien. Everyone is wearing Mongolian lamb these days, darling. Except presumably some naked Mongolian lambs.

Rob takes a break at the Duke of York's annual customer appreciation Christmas feed. The Duke looks on disapprovingly.

I bumped into this super stylish/funky young woman at Starbucks at Ossington and Queen. Figured she must be in the fashion biz. Close. She is a makeup artist.

No, this is not the ghost of Humphrey Bogart but it could be. He is actually another patron at the same Starbucks.

An example of arresting subway footwear. Love both this woman’s pants and her Union Jack Doc Martens. Cool Britannia indeed.

Some subway leg art. This guy’s leg tattoos would make fabbo stockings -- Legs Beautiful take note.

This dude’s biker jacket was a big hit on the Queen streetcar, even getting raves from the two intoxicated guys sitting in front of us.

 

You gotta love this tote bag, spotted on a shopper at Hudson’s Bay. It’s as close as I will ever get to owning a Vuitton bag.

On Monday night Rob and I were lucky enough to be invited to the delightful Hairbrained: A Live Play Reading at Artscape Youngplace on Shaw St. The zany cast members (left to right) Calwyn Shurgold, Ron Kennell, Sheila McCarthy and Katherine Fogler humour me for a photo op.

A fabulous fuchsia Christmas tree twinkles outside CAMH on Queen West.

A Christmas tree decked out with discs at Media Profile’s rockin’ Christmas party Thursday night at the Burroughs Building, where champagne and Honey Jack (Daniels) flowed.

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She was the hottest babe at the party. Those booties are killer.

Me and the venerable Lloyd Robertson, a helluva broadcaster and the sweetest guy. He was a chick magnet at the party.