Day 359. Old Friends

When it comes to social media I think most of us are the same.  We seem to have a love/hate relationship with it, especially with Facebook.  But as frustrated happyas I may get, I still end up in the same place:  Loving how social media keeps us connected.

Those of you who have been reading my blog since the beginning know I spent some time working in the fashion industry, where I handled all the advertising and P.R. for Leo Chevalier, one of Canada’s leading fashion designers.  While it was the manufacturer of his collection of women’s dresses and sportswear I actually worked for, and while I did do some work for other lines they carried, he was the focus of most of my attention.

My office was in Leo’s design studio, on a different floor than the rest of the company.  We had great space.  Leo, his wife and his design assistant shared a HUGE office/studio.  In addition to my office, there was another one, as well.  Originally it was for the gal who ran his perfume company.  But when he closed that down, his fabric buyer moved in.  We also had an enormous stock room in the back, which was perfect for all our accessories, samples, Continue reading

Day 107. Fashion Biz

For a while in Montreal I did advertising and PR in the fashion industry.  First, for a fashion trade magazine, where I did all the ads for advertisers who were not working with ad agencies.  Which was all of them.  Then for a very small agency that specialized in the fur industry, of all things.

And then for a manufacturer of high-priced women’s clothing; and specifically, for one of their designers, Leo Chevalier.  He was one of the country’s best, Canada’s answer to Bill Blass or Geoffrey Beene.  For the record, this is not one of his sketches.

I loved all three of the jobs because they combined two loves of mine:  Advertising and fashion.  I also loved them because I got to do so many different things.  I wrote press releases, produced fashion shows, fashion videos and TV commercials.  Co-ordinated and styled fashion shoots.  I travelled with designers, and on my own, to do fashion shows across the country.

What was totally bizarre was when I became a ‘celebrity’ in Saskatoon after I’d been interviewed on the local morning TV show. People were stopping me on the street, asking for my autograph.  That was just a hoot!  Totally shocked me because I knew just how not famous I was!  I also wrote and Continue reading

Day 81. What Happened?

When I worked in the fashion industry back in Montreal, one of my favourite models to work with was a young, beautiful, tall blonde from Czechoslovakia.  Before moving to Canada, in 1975, she was an extremely talented skier.  So good, in fact, she was selected as an alternate on the 1972 Czech Olympic Ski Team.

In all honesty, she was every designer’s favourite model.  She was beautiful, everything looked fabulous on her, she had a great personality on and off the runway, she was very bright and extremely professional.  She was always on time, always prepared, always at her best.  If she partied, and I have no idea whether or not she did, she didn’t the night before a job, that’s for damn sure.  That was very evident.

Her name, when I first met her, was Ivana Winklmayr.  The name you would know her by, though, is Ivana Trump. Continue reading