May 17, 2008
PRIM magazine.
New magazines pop up all the time. In print online, whatever the case I usually can't keep up. The new online mag, PRIM.,is one that I am constantly looking at. Strong visuals and a Studio 54 vibe keep me mesmerized, it's like a portal to uber coolness. Let's face it you, me and all you other's will never be this cool. So it goes.
May 16, 2008
Matt Blake
It's with a really sad heart that I write this next post. Matt Blake, an incredible Detroit artist passed on May 10th from a massive heart attack. Matt was such a wonderful guy, we knew him from this a group of artists that hung together as family in Detroit, it included my brother, Eddy Sykes.
I usually saw Matt when my brother was preparing for a show and I was often struck by his sweetness and gentle soul. Matt was always there for my brother and I know he helped many other artists with their work as well.
He and his wife Hazel hung out at our house one nite years back and I have never ever had someone appreciate a cup of coffee or chocolate in my life. He had the ability to make you feel so important and lucky to know him. I was struck by how much the two of them were in love. It was obvious and bright. For some reason I never forgot it.
My brother usually had a funny, sweet "Matt and Hazel" story to share with me, as I, like the rest of the city thought of them as one person and not to mention was incredibly interested in them. If there was ever a more intriguing couple...well the two of them together were an enigma. We had just spoke that week about Matt and Hazel, my brother telling me stories, both of us laughing, basking in that feeling you get when someone is talking about people they love and respect. I really enjoyed that conversation with my brother...it was crushing to here his voice on my phone, telling me that Matt had died that morning.
and so it goes.
Our hearts go out to Hazel and Matt's family and friends. You will be missed.
This memorial broke my heart.
I usually saw Matt when my brother was preparing for a show and I was often struck by his sweetness and gentle soul. Matt was always there for my brother and I know he helped many other artists with their work as well.
He and his wife Hazel hung out at our house one nite years back and I have never ever had someone appreciate a cup of coffee or chocolate in my life. He had the ability to make you feel so important and lucky to know him. I was struck by how much the two of them were in love. It was obvious and bright. For some reason I never forgot it.
My brother usually had a funny, sweet "Matt and Hazel" story to share with me, as I, like the rest of the city thought of them as one person and not to mention was incredibly interested in them. If there was ever a more intriguing couple...well the two of them together were an enigma. We had just spoke that week about Matt and Hazel, my brother telling me stories, both of us laughing, basking in that feeling you get when someone is talking about people they love and respect. I really enjoyed that conversation with my brother...it was crushing to here his voice on my phone, telling me that Matt had died that morning.
and so it goes.
Our hearts go out to Hazel and Matt's family and friends. You will be missed.
This memorial broke my heart.
Apr 29, 2008
AFRICA
Curse this retched spring cold and all it's amenities!! I need a rest and soon, however I was able to get De to take some shots yesterday.
It was one of those weekends where I felt horrible and pretty much wanted to cancel Monday, like everything else. Dee was a bit overwhelmed herself but what the hell we went on and got some of this!
NEW PICTURES OF AFRICA.
NOW excuse me as i drink som more of this whixkey/lemon/honey potion.
It was one of those weekends where I felt horrible and pretty much wanted to cancel Monday, like everything else. Dee was a bit overwhelmed herself but what the hell we went on and got some of this!
NEW PICTURES OF AFRICA.
NOW excuse me as i drink som more of this whixkey/lemon/honey potion.
Apr 24, 2008
NEW ITEMS ADDED TONITE!
So here are a few things I will be uploading to our site,Chi-Chi and the greek
Look for more:
Adolpho
Carmen Marc Valvo
Sonia Rykiel
St. John
Thierry Mugler
Gucci
Pierre Cardin
and some awe inspiring vintage dresses!
Look for more:
Adolpho
Carmen Marc Valvo
Sonia Rykiel
St. John
Thierry Mugler
Gucci
Pierre Cardin
and some awe inspiring vintage dresses!
Apr 23, 2008
I should be working, but am actually enjoying a bit of reading. Too stressed and very tired. In love with George Sand, Vera Nabokov, Anais Nin, Violette Leduc....all at the same time.
May I add that I am absolutely disappointed by the new fruit craze, Grapple's?? I conjured up visions of apple orchards that had been planted over century old soil that used to be a home for grapes. I even shared this dreamy thought with my children, I mean how else to get an apple to taste like a grape??
BY SOAKING IT IN GRAPE JUICE, that's how!
Tomorrow, the evil of FLIP FLOPS in modern day culture.
and around 40 new items.
May I add that I am absolutely disappointed by the new fruit craze, Grapple's?? I conjured up visions of apple orchards that had been planted over century old soil that used to be a home for grapes. I even shared this dreamy thought with my children, I mean how else to get an apple to taste like a grape??
BY SOAKING IT IN GRAPE JUICE, that's how!
Tomorrow, the evil of FLIP FLOPS in modern day culture.
and around 40 new items.
Apr 14, 2008
Chi-Chi and the Greek store news
The last week has been hectic to say the least. The greek and I have been getting our little boutique together. The website needs to be updated, socks need to be washed and dogs need to be feed. But it is all worth it.
Yesterday Dee came to take some pics for a story on our site/store. My mom took a quick snap of the two of us.
I'll post some pics of the store tomorrow right now I just need some sleep.
Yesterday Dee came to take some pics for a story on our site/store. My mom took a quick snap of the two of us.
I'll post some pics of the store tomorrow right now I just need some sleep.
Apr 4, 2008
Apr 2, 2008
New Items
These and so much more are being added to our store today! The greek just came home
with a boat load of frocks!
Shop us! Chi-Chi and the Greek
with a boat load of frocks!
Shop us! Chi-Chi and the Greek
Apr 1, 2008
Mar 28, 2008
www.chichiandthegreek.com
The site is up, however I still need to edit, add descriptions, and fix some fonts...but its lovely!
Chi-Chi and the Greek
Check it!
Chi-Chi and the Greek
Check it!
Mar 23, 2008
Mar 13, 2008
Paloma Picasso
I'm sure it will come as no surprise that another of my idols is Paloma Picasso. Yes, the dark hair, ethnic look and strong self image that she has is very apealing to me. I happen to have an actual sighting of her that still makes me laugh.
I used to be a make-up artist For Lancome when I was in my early twenties. My job was to "pull" perspective clients from the aisles and hopefully wow them with a quickie make-over. Talk about a stressful job. The term "deer in the headlights" summed up most of my clients look when I grabbed them from the floor.
I had 4 stores that I traveled to, all Lord and Taylor accounts.
One day I was at the Fairlane account and it was a particularly sloooow day. My counter manager and I decided to go to the local TGIF for a late lunch. This was after I had applied about 4 layers of Lancome's Coffee and Acaju eyeliner. At this time in my life I was dating an Arabic man, big surprise, and thought that the excessive eye make-up may help me fit in a bit better.
Anyhow as we were sitting in the restaurant a bit of a commontion started. A stunning woman with pale LUMINOUS skin and a jet black bob walked in. She was surrounded by about 7 European looking men, each with slicked back dark hair, all wearing dark suits and coats. She was wearing a tan trench and the reason I bring that up is the fact that she stood out from them in this glowing, important way.
I immediately knew it was Paloma. I was totally transfixed to her table, I mean we were in Dearborn, Michigan for god's sake, not exactly the most cosmopolitan city, or state for that matter. Here was a famous fashion icon only a few feet away from me.
I remember we even asked the waitress if it was indeed Miss Picasso and I'll never forget her response: "Who in the Hell is Paloma Picasso?"
That's Michigan for you.
I also remember that Paloma kept glancing at our table and calling attention to us with her guests. I probably looked like a 12 year old girl playing in her mother's make-up and jewelry. I'm sure you will also understand that being it was the late 80's my hair was huge, permed and grossly high-lighted.
I cut my hair into a severe bob after that and purchased about 12 different shades of red lipstick (including Paloma's signature Mon Rouge.)
Yesterday I saw an issue Of Pink magazine with none other than Paloma herself on the cover. Of course I bought it. My obsession starts again.
I used to be a make-up artist For Lancome when I was in my early twenties. My job was to "pull" perspective clients from the aisles and hopefully wow them with a quickie make-over. Talk about a stressful job. The term "deer in the headlights" summed up most of my clients look when I grabbed them from the floor.
I had 4 stores that I traveled to, all Lord and Taylor accounts.
One day I was at the Fairlane account and it was a particularly sloooow day. My counter manager and I decided to go to the local TGIF for a late lunch. This was after I had applied about 4 layers of Lancome's Coffee and Acaju eyeliner. At this time in my life I was dating an Arabic man, big surprise, and thought that the excessive eye make-up may help me fit in a bit better.
Anyhow as we were sitting in the restaurant a bit of a commontion started. A stunning woman with pale LUMINOUS skin and a jet black bob walked in. She was surrounded by about 7 European looking men, each with slicked back dark hair, all wearing dark suits and coats. She was wearing a tan trench and the reason I bring that up is the fact that she stood out from them in this glowing, important way.
I immediately knew it was Paloma. I was totally transfixed to her table, I mean we were in Dearborn, Michigan for god's sake, not exactly the most cosmopolitan city, or state for that matter. Here was a famous fashion icon only a few feet away from me.
I remember we even asked the waitress if it was indeed Miss Picasso and I'll never forget her response: "Who in the Hell is Paloma Picasso?"
That's Michigan for you.
I also remember that Paloma kept glancing at our table and calling attention to us with her guests. I probably looked like a 12 year old girl playing in her mother's make-up and jewelry. I'm sure you will also understand that being it was the late 80's my hair was huge, permed and grossly high-lighted.
I cut my hair into a severe bob after that and purchased about 12 different shades of red lipstick (including Paloma's signature Mon Rouge.)
Yesterday I saw an issue Of Pink magazine with none other than Paloma herself on the cover. Of course I bought it. My obsession starts again.
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