Some girls dream of wedding days. Other gals dream about a home full of children. Others yet dream of their name on a wall at a fancy office. Some dream of all three or none of that. Right to choose, right? Getting back to it, since I came to know about Paris, this prairie girl dreamed of going there.

Maybe it’s because I was on vacation. Maybe it’s because it’s been so very cold in Calgary. Or maybe it’s because it’s Las Vegas and most things seem better there. No matter the various contributing factors I think I’ve had a style epiphany. Here’s my latest hypothesis: I think 17 degrees Celsius is the most stylish temperature to get dressed in. 

Earlier this spring I bought myself a bicycle. I had wanted one for years but didn’t go for it until this year. After the unnecessary and completely my own fault delay I am the proud owner of a beautiful turquoise blue totally restored vintage CCM bicycle (shout out to @RathBicycle). Not wanting to waste anymore time, I took the advice of Freddie Mercury of Queen and got on my bike and started to ride.

Today I had the true pleasure of seeing a complete set, for lack of a better phrase, of Rothko’s dimly lit 1959 Black on Maroon (5 pieces) and Red on Maroon (4 pieces) in the flesh at Tate Modern. As my eyes melted into the 9 canvasses, I asked myself why I connect with these so much? Why Rothko?

Have you ever heard the expression, “I dress for function, not for fashion?” This often comes out of the mouth of folks who wear a uniform for their profession. Be it health care, athletes or tradespeople, function is paramount. It also comes out of mouths of people who just don’t give a damn. Have you ever thought about function in fashion for dancers?

I have realized I tend to comment from the female perspective. Sorry fellas, I do not mean to leave you out I simply write what I know best. I want to remedy this by shedding some bright light on a fantastic contributor to the world of fashion. Ladies and gentlemen, please get to know the incomparable Tommy Ton.