The Way of Fashion Moves with the Times

Authentic Hand-Made Original Beauty
Authentic Hand-Made Original Beauty

Did you know that identical merchandise can be sold under different brand names, marketed in different packaging, and sold to shoppers at different prices without their knowledge?

Yes, it’s legal… and done all the time!

Here is a link relating to Branded Products, Private Labels, Pricing & Quality.

http://www.inc.com/encyclopedia/private-labeling.html

©2015 Nicole Rigets

 

Social Misperception and the “Greying of Your Spirit”

Stopping by the Newsstand before leaving Park Royal South and leafing through some Women’s Magazines:

“As we age we fall apart.” – Bullsh_t!!  As we age we stop learning at school, stop working out or playing sports.  We keep eating out… and drinking beer, wine, juice, and lattes, all laden with calories.  The preservatives laced into conventional foods bulge the middle outward.  No exercise leaves the muscles painful and the bones in poor condition.  No new ideas result in a flabby brain and slowed thinking or forgetfulness.

Stop believing the bull in women’s magazines about aging; the mags with the ads for all your body, mind, and spirit pains.  The articles are written primarily to promote the advertisements that fill you with unnecessary fears and tell you you need manufactured pills, medications or surgery.  Take action!! Keep your mind, body, and spirit healthy by avoiding the behaviors that harm them. Take responsibility for your life by following nature and nurture.  Avoid conventional stores and commercial products and tune out old wives tales… enjoy the freedom of being your own boss and running your own life.  I dare you to throw out your television and newspapers if you will.  I overhear more people talking about these as an absolute waste of time and invasion into their free time to think, read, paint, socialize, walk/run… take photographs, choose a new pet, phone a friend.  Your choices are unlimited… try some new ones.

I shake off the negativity from the “media salad” and start across the tiny bridge that connects the parking lot with the playing fields.  Walking home past the fields with a view to the ocean, I like seeing the beaver’s bare-stick igloo, and the way it displaces the water, causing new patterns of mud to form along the edge of the creek.

While visiting the mall I was keen to study a young Iranian woman in Artigiano early today.  She had it!!  Voice, power, posture, flash, tan, probably much cash; and she had only a few accessories that differed from mine.  Lime green richly hued T-shirt, white leather belt, her shirt was tucked in; hot heels, jeans, wavy, glossy black hair, attitude, cellular, dazzling teeth!  We both had designer sunglasses and my jeans are the cool Acne brand.  I could try a colored T-shirt, white belt (later I bought a red patent one made in Germany), high heels, and better handbag.  My hair is dramatic in the opposite way  and I’m fine with it.  I don’t like cell phones and don’t use one.  I could be taller with heels but she’s taller than my 5’6″. Stunning woman teaches me a lesson:  Shut up and Show Off !!

I had caught sight of myself in a plate glass window with a mean-spirit behind it and it threw me a reflection of my expression sagging.  I fell into disbelief and hurriedly turned my head and thoughts back to the soft pink lighting of the powder room at home and the mercifully flattering reflections emitted from a 1960’s mirror.  The mirrors in the make-up and clothing departments in stores are cuttingly cruel; a tired, worn, dark, expressionless face appears out of my stare and I’m forced to try on new colors and styles to become the mannequins  and the women on posters surrounding me.  Once in the door at home, I tried on the black capri-length tights and top I bought…  up-to-date and sexy.  I needed these.

"Oh My... perhaps I should have added this too!"

Grateful for hairpins to keep my hair out of my face, off the back of my neck, and above the bathwater.

Copyright © 2010 Nicole Rigets


“Look so Good it Feels Dangerous to Go Out!”

Now over the fashion firsts and faux-pas, from the Oscars and Fashion Week in Vancouver, spring arrives dressed in sunny elements and cherry blossoms.

Jasjit Rai - Fashion Stylist
Jasjit Rai in Evening Attire

Jasjit and I met at Artigiano; a barrista’s dream in downtown Vancouver.  While the long Olympic line-ups filled Granville Street outside she and I sat at a small round table inside amid the hubbub: excited talk and laughter, ringing phones and passers-by.  We moved smoothly into an hour of discussion regarding fashion.  Once settled I asked Jasjit to tell me about her new business centered on:   Fashion Styling and Self-Expression.

“Style is more lasting than fashion,” Jasjit tells me, “It is like your personal signature.”

One of her services is:  the Wardrobe Audit. It begins with a Needs Assessment.

The assessment is to find out the purpose of the client’s requirements.  Jasjit will ask questions such as:

“What makes you feel good?” She receives inspirations for the client by their answers.

Once the assessment is completed, the client is ready for their Wardrobe Cleanse.

I ask Jasjit, “How does energy get blocked into our clothing… do clothes have memory?”

“Who we are gets poured into our clothing; over time there is more of ‘Me’ in it,” Jasjit replies. “Clothes become drenched with who we were at a certain time.”

The clothing continues to contain the consciousness of the wearer and how they expressed themselves.  The person has moved on but the clothing hasn’t.

Once in awhile Jasjit knows from body language she will have a tug-of-war on her hands: the person holds tightly to the article. If it’s not too invasive Jasjit considers letting it ‘blend’ with other items that may fit together.

I ask, “Is it a sentimental clutch or a crutch?” Jasjit checks their body language to help her decide on the answer to this question as she works.  She states, “Again, it goes back to the clothing containing the chi, or energy, of the wearer.”

Part of the cleansing includes tips and tricks to update:

There are classic items that every wardrobe needs along with the fun and more frivolous buys that add variety and style to an outfit.

Jasjit has helped clients pull armloads of $20 stylish blouses from sale sources.  At this price I ask if she considers these, “wash or toss!”

When the person does not know “what works,” Jasjit will create a Personal Look Book for them in which she will email images to take shopping with them.

Jasjit wants to bring out the best in everyone and not only is she successful in doing so, but her clients enjoy the process of discovery about their true aesthetic, unveiling who they are now at this point in life.

Bringing out a client’s true energy or true self is the special gift that Jasjit has committed to each individual she works with.

I asked why women hang on to clothing that no longers suits their look or fits their lifestyle. Jasjit calls this, fear of the unknown, or “clinging.”  The client’s inner voice defends the past; “I knew that part of me.” and the new identity could feel risky.

Jasjit told me she was able to release the inner self of a client by taking an architectural approach to their wardrobe. Once the timeless proportions, and beautiful lines of the garments were gracing this woman, Jasjit was filled with joy to bring out what she saw as this person’s “grandeur.”

I wanted to speak person to person with Jasjit because her clients have extolled her virtues in testimonials:

"Elaine"

“I look so good, it feels dangerous to go out! Thanks so much.  Line up the clients, I can see them fighting their way to your door.” Elaine  – Musician

"Rebecca"

“I really felt like I was stuck in a style rut.  I was defaulting to what was easy and comfortable, but not really thinking about how to put an outfit together that looked polished.  My business is fairly casual, so I was dressing accordingly.  But Jasjit talked about the possibility of attracting a higher-paying category of client, and I may be more attractive to that kind of person if I dressed in a more professional, upscale way.  I now feel like my wardrobe reflects ‘Rebecca Coleman, Marketing Professional.’  My wardrobe is an investment in my business and therefore, myself.  And I’m worth it!” Rebecca  –  Media Consultant

"Sulia"
"Sulia" - Versatility of Ties

“I have successfully worn the jean jacket, the dark grey trench coat, the short jacket with fluffy sleeves, the black pants, the reddish wrap around top, and of course, the knitted top.  I am happy wearing every one of these pieces.  They feel like they are really me; just different facets of me.  THANK YOU!”  Sulia

“I am extremely intrigued at your smouldering affair with ties.  Given that I consider your taste and style as being on the level of goddess… the thought of speaking in ties – to the extent that my name came up… is something of a knighthood.”  Rory (“A Guy” BTW)  – Musician

Choose a new look, cleanse your wardrobe, or enjoy the benefits of shopping with your own personal stylist.  Jasjit works to fit your needs and your budget, by incorporating elements of the current season along with your lifestyle to create a more stylish and confident you. Book a free initial assessment at 604-644-9362 or info@joiworks.com

Contact information is at this link to Jasjit Rai’s Blog where you can read more about her as well as exciting up-dates on fashion and styling: http://joiworks.wordpress.com/

Copyright © 2010 Nicole Rigets

Zilli Knits??!!

Zilli rifled through the pages of her journal looking over her writing.  There were only six empty pages, and then she’d slip into a new one, with a cover decorated in dried and pressed flowers. This Spring flowers would embellish every outfit and accessory.  Zilli kept an eye on the NYT fashion pages and felt  gutsy knowing she would be wearing her jeans with a wardrobe of striped shirts this season.  Full of confidence she chose to peruse a two year old entry from her journal written at a time when she wondered if she’d ever write for publication.  Here’s how it went:

A stay-at-home Saturday last week; Zilli’s favorite.  Sleep in, love up, afterglow (pink apple cheeks), oatmeal with fresh blueberries and strawberry applesauce, brush teeth, climb back onto bed beside Mac, admire the view, the birds, the white sail sailboats, start to read, fall asleep in the Saturday sunlight with some of the windows open to the sea breeze, wake up one and a half hours later, make lunch; big plate of fruit using one pear that tasted like liquor, a cara cara orange, grapefruit, cameo apple, and a mandarin orange…

Zilli and Mac ate sunflower seed butter on ancient grains bread made with spelt and kamut, lightly black salted, and served open face.  The French music radio station played fifties jazz. Incongruous as it seems, Zilli started to knit the pink mohair pullover she’d seen displayed at the wool shop in her neighborhood. Four double-size cotton candy balls of wool, bamboo needles, and a printout of the pattern were tucked into a clear plastic bag with a black shoulder strap and a smile. The only reason Zilli knew how to knit was due to her maternal grandmother who the family called, “Chickie,” so Zilli and her younger brother did too.  Chickie made heavy wool jackets with zippers up the front for each member of the family.  The Canadiana-style patterns always included snowflakes, deer, or elk on either side of the zipper; each above a knit pocket, and below a full collar. The jackets became a trend; smart looking, warm and beautifully made.  Quite the opposite of the relationship occurring between Zilli’s parents.  The  more the tension increased the more Chick knit, and knit, and the relationship still came unravelled.

The daylight dimmed and Zilli got up and washed all the dishes including the ones used the night before.  Why, she wondered could she not keep up with cooking and cleaning the way other people do?  This transitive thought did not stop her from making snacks for the movie at eight, her choice: “American Cousins.”  She couldn’t remember it now but had written, “loved it,” at the time.  She washed her face, made triphala tea, and sat down to write thinking maybe she should write for other people and stop writing for herself. Perhaps that’s waylaid thinking:   Zilli wondered if that was the reason her blue pen got damaged and had to be returned to France for reconditioning.  Very little had been written in her journal since she decided to stop whining in it.  Zilli stopped writing down her dreams once she noticed them becoming repetitious.  She was dreaming a lot but not taking a pad to bed to capture them.

It’s been suggested that a person write for 5 minutes as soon as they wake up.  She would try that for a change.  Change is what she felt she was about now.  Finally the old habits of mind just don’t work any more; they were stalling her and she knew it.  In order to gear up for progress in life a person has to think new, be fresh, open and eager to be the change they’ve made. “Be the change I’ve made!!” said Zilli to herself.  She came across a directive in a small coiled book from 2002 telling her to write a story and it wouldn’t have to be a story about her.  She gave this some serious thought.  She would buy a book, any drama in print, and alter the cover.  This would be her story:  appropriated, altered on the outside, and just like any other on the inside.

Satisfied with herself she got out her handbag, daubed some glue on the front and stuck an old metal belt buckle to it.  That would do until she went shopping in the morning for faux flowers to attach in a frame-like manner around the ornament. The keys to the Benz glinted against the white marble countertop, they knew Zilli would take them for a drive tomorrow.

Copyright © 2010 Nicole Rigets