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For those of you living under a rock, PARK [Promoting Artists + Redefining Kulture] is an organization born in Calgary, that creates opportunities and events to exhibit art, fashion design and creative culture that lives within Canada.

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Park Luxe is the fashion production created by the masterminds behind PARK. I have to give it up for these girls – with over 600 guests, a set list of 7 designers showing their collections and in-house art exhibits, bars and appetizers… can we please have a round of applause for the PARK team?

The annual fashion show, held this time at Telus Spark Science Centre in Calgary was worth the 523km that I travelled round trip to attend.

It was a tough crowd for the ladies. Imagine over 300 woman breaking out their best furs, pumps and most beloved Chanels. The men were handsome and dapper as shit in bow ties and their best suits.  Everyone looked on point – we aren’t talking NYFW here, where bloggers and guests dress to be photographed, we are talking one hell of a good looking crowd.

Mind you, with every grandioso production, shit can and will go south. The bar – or lack there of was unfortunate. The line up was hot, long and confusing. Leave it up to one asshole who ignored the last seating call, jolting down the catwalk with drinks in hand, dodging models and laughing up a storm. The crowd seemed particularly amused- I however was not. Idiot.

Nicole Campre, Anne B. Accessories, Malorie Urbanovitch, Tanya Taylor, Lauren Bagliore, Paul Hardy and Laura Siegel featured their collections down what seemed like a mile long catwalk. Unfortunately, my memory card filled itself halfway during the production, but I did manage to capture my hometown gals, Nicole and Malorie. Malorie, I die for every. single. knit that went down that catwalk.

It’s legit. Spark Science Centre literally dropped the ‘S’ for PARK. 9007505Swa-a-a-a-a-g.

IMG_6000Myself & Vincent Law Binzento Vincente | image c/o katrinaolson.caSONY DSCNicole Campre | Edmonton IMG_5670 IMG_5675 IMG_5677 IMG_5682 IMG_5694 IMG_5695

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With every event, there are always new connections and friends made. It was a fun experience to check out the exclusively fashionable scene in Calgary for a change. For more photos, check out PARK’s Art Director’s site, Katrina Olson-Mottahed | http://www.katrinaolson.ca/parkluxe-2013/.

x Courtney

Welcome to the Garment District of New York City, the hub of internationally renowned fashion designer showrooms. The buildings are old and their elevators are a claustrophobic nightmare. I am not a buyer for a reputable fashion brand, so the rare opportunity to browse and buy some showrooms at buyers price – for those of you who don’t know, that’s about 3 times less than what we pay in stores – was a happy experience for closet collections, bank accounts and a good hit in the memory bank for my mom and I.

IMG_5191IMG_3125It’s buyers territory, I get it. I don’t have many photos and in some showrooms I was unable to take any photos.

Our first stop was Sondra Roberts. The designer was not in, but her assistant liked the fact that I was Canadian and let me purchase a sample handbag. Fact – no matter how hard I tried, I couldn’t drop the EH?  The gold zipper and camouflage tote I left with was just used for shooting in the October issue of InStyle magazine. It’s now used for holding all of my crap and Ryker’s snacks.IMG_5182IMG_3126It was at the KAS private sample sale that I held the door open for RHOMiami’s Lea Black. She’s worth about $65 million so I guess it was okay that she was as cold as ice. RAWR.IMG_5192IMG_5195The sequinned shorts were incredible and unfortunately completely unavailable. Can’t I have them off the mannequin?IMG_3131White leather and black stitch details. That dress though!IMG_3128Linda Richards is a luxury designer who works with fur, a lot. I indulged in a grey knit Racoon-collar vest. Sorry, not sorry.

Other stops included the Johnny WAS showroom, Kal Reiman and costume jewellery factory Grinnelle Designs. Johnny WAS is a LA based company, making it easy to understand where their boho influence stems from. Kal Rieman’s showroom was loaded with whimsical dresses and caftans. Grinnelle was our last stop and we ultimately saved the best for last – their designers are the masterminds behind the jewellery for brands like Michael Kors, Ralph Lauren and Tommy Hilfiger. We walked away with Swarovski rings and bangles for next to nothing.

SURPRISE! It’s Nigel Barker owning the streets of NYC. I snapped this pic of Nigel in the Fashion District. He is looking good as always.IMG_5501

x Courtney

My mom and I are home after a bustling weekend in NYC. Millions of New Yorkers and tourists, thousands of yellow taxis, hundreds of street meat carts and at least ONE naked angel in Times Square.

Landing as the first day of NY Fashion Week (Mercedes-Benz Fashion Week) got underway, celebrities, models, editors and designers bombarded the city for a serious SS14 fashion frenzy. Which of these categories do my mom and I fall under? Clearly, we are celebrities.

I was excited to be in the city during such an important time; to relive the energy that I normally only live twice a year through live-stream video, re-grams on Instagram and designer & blogger updates online. But, THEN it happened. I found myself entering the heavily secured doors inside Mercedes-Benz Fashion Week beside bloggers who have over 200K Instagram followers alone.

HOW? WHY? I was given the opportunity to experience a day in the life with only 80 other lucky fashionable fans. American Express teamed up with iconic handbag turned wearable apparel designer Rebecca Minkoff to produce a new way into the very VIP world of fashion week. A private party hosted by Kelly Osbourne with an up close look at the models fresh off the SS14 runway, a live interview with Rebecca and a solid performance by Janelle Monae to close out the show.

SHUTUP. Seriously. This happened. Someone pinch me.

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POSE. Going in. IMG_5240Inside the doors of MBFW.IMG_5236A fashionable crowd waiting to enter the Rebecca Minkoff runway show. IMG_5242Myself, enjoying a BECK’s beer… still in shock. IMG_5321The host of our party and live-streamed by Kelly Osbourne. She is adorable.IMG_5281The models seconds after the SS14 show. Excuse my blurry photos. My excitement overtook me. I jumped in front of the runway. IMG_5287RM SS14 line had a blatant Latin American feel to it – embroidery and loads of colour and playful shades. We also saw bomber jackets, parachute dresses, sexy tomboy appeals and serious mesh patterns detailed in leather. IMG_5289IMG_5290Those boots? I die.IMG_5292IMG_5300IMG_5308The very humble and down to earth designer joined us for a up close and personal interview sesh with Kelly. We learned her love for those great tassel heels and picking one favourite look from her collection would be like picking a favourite child. IMG_5382Janelle Monae ROCKED it out. Her performance for the party was phenomenal. I felt slightly guilty for previously making fun of her on my blog. Forgive me Janelle?IMG_5334

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You must be wondering about my little white lie to Rebecca. I am still kicking myself. Rebecca had made it clear she wasn’t taking photos with fans. I knew my only way to her would be to jump on the runway to catch her on her way out of the party, so of course that’s what I did. I stopped her and let her know that I was part of the crew and we would need a photo together. SHE agreed. As I handed my camera to someone to catch the memorable shot of her and I…

…the camera died. True story. KARMA!

x Courtney

Well friends, it’s 28 days until my mom and I hit the Big Apple! New York, New York! Fashion week! Bright lights, yellow taxis and street meat!

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Wait, have you heard this before? Yes, yes you have. Remember last February, one day before our NYFW trip and I went to pack my very expired passport. That moment where my mom wanted to kill me and I just wanted to cry. Okay, thats a lie – I cried… a lot. They call them blonde moments and I am always here to reassure you that these moments can and will occur even when you are not blonde.

Refresh your memory on my stupidity here: https://thebuttonupblog.com/2013/02/04/haute-travels-or-not

Long, dramatic, ridiculous, unnecessary story short – we rebooked. We can’t be stopped! Now that my passport has taken priority, I wonder what else I will forget. As long as I don’t forget my mom, nothing else matters, except for maybe my Burberry walking shoes and my husbands credit card.

The countdown is on for fashion fun. Who’s coming?

x Courtney

[BLOG] draft 1.0 Tuesday 2:15pm

It’s almost here. It’s almost travel time. Two half-ass sleeps until I board that plane, sweat a lot a little, drink whiskey before 9am, board another plane and land in the Big Apple. It’s come to that ever-challenging question, what the hell do I bring? Between stalking the big white NYFW tents, to Broadway musicals and fashion tours in the fashion district, to scarfing down haute dogs on the street, endless drinkies, routine trips to Kate Spade and lets try not forgetting that our accommodations – the Waldorf Astoria – have a dress code after 6pm.

No jeans after 6pm in the common areas? Knowing my mom and I, we will show up haggard past 6pm, rocking ripped jeans, leather jackets and messy hair from a shopping extravaganza on Madison Avenue only to find the servants entrance for waiting for us in the back of the Waldorf. Only us.

I hate packing. I always travel with too much, I never end up wearing half of it and I never end up having what I really need. In Layman’s terms, I suck. But, this trip is special and quite frankly important to me – and theBUTTONUPblog. Not only are my mom and I going to get wild in NYC, but with fashion week and the IFB blogger conference happening our first two days, the fashionable vibe in this city is going to be overwhelming. Perhaps, I should be professionally prepared.

Ipad. Iphone. Ipod. Check.
Zara leather biker jacket. Check.
DVF sweater dress. Check.
Jeffrey Campbell Litas. Check.
Zara spiked blazer. Check.
Marc Jacobs plum skinnies. Check.
Lauren Moshi T’s x4. Check.
Too many scarves. Check.
St. Tropez self tanning spray. Check.
Dry shampoo. Check.
Passport. Chhhhhheck?

WAIT! STOP! HOLD UP YOU IDIOT!

….. And then, this happened. Truly, the worst shit possible.

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[BLOG] draft 2.0 Tuesday 5:45pm

That’s right. An expired passport. With a marital name change, there’s no rushing this one. Trips off. My mom hates me. Okay, no she doesn’t – but I hate me.

Throughout this horrendous, traumatizing ordeal, I realized that when you dye your hair any colour other than blonde, it doesn’t take away the fact that blonde still lingers underneath. Yes, you’re still stupid. You still suck. Am I being too hard on myself? Probably. But man, am I pissed. See you next September, big, white Mercedes Benz tent.

Calgary is almost as cool as New York city, right?

x Courtney

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