Have clothes this spring Mary alice stephenson, fashion director for harper's bazaar, appeared on good morning america to review the top four fall 2002 trends that she spotted during fashion week in new york, which just ended.It was the first fashion preview since last spring because the shows that would have happened this fall were scheduled to begin on sept.11. The looks included in the gma fashion show are not cheap but anyone can look to the styles for inspiration before they go on a shopping spree, stephenson said. Romantic blouse:A romantic ruffled blouse belted at the waist worn over a long white skirt is the perfect example of romantic feminine dressing.The whole look was by ralph lauren, but you can find similar blouses anywhere. Color:Retrostyle jersey dresses cling to the body and feature blocks of bright color.These are available in many stores in all price ranges.The designer of the dress featured on the show was marc jacobs. Blazer:The tailored look will be big this spring, with the blazer serving as a key accessory.A winter white blazer should be a wardrobe staple, stephenson said.The outfit on the show was designed by calvin klein, and included shorts and flat grecian sandals, but the blazer can also be worn with khakis.Flats will be very popular for the spring. Trench coat:Don't leave home without a trench coat this spring, stephenson said.A simple, classic coat in khaki, white or black can be purchased anywhere and is a very wise buy.The outfit featured on the show was designed by donna karan. Firefighter Free Next Day In-Store Delivery and menswear inspire fall looks One of the fashion trends for this fall was inspired by the hero firefighters of sept.11.The father of charles nolan, the fashion director for anne klein, is a retired fireman, and the designer is showing a firefighterinspired jacket.It is a black and blue wool coat with alternating stripes and big buckles. Designer michael kors offered casual luxury in his new line, with looks suitable for sporty weekend getaways.It included aspeninspired looks such as cashmere turtlenecks, big bags, roomier clothes, and some fur such as a sable vest trimmed with denim.They are luxurious items that can be worn forever, and are good for mixing with what you have. There is also a return to men's inspired wear for women.The looks from designers such cheap ralph lauren shirts as ralph lauren and narciso rodriguez include fitted jackets, pencil skirts, all with long and lean classic shapes.The key colors are black and white. Another fall look is the embellished look, seen in oscar de la renta's and bill blass' fall lines, which emphasize a romantic bohemian look.The clothes themselves are simple, but the accessories are not.The material is beaded, sequined and trimmed in fur, with moroccan, russian and african influences.Feminine looks, including poet blouses, ruffles and lace are also part of the trend.
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Life may be a toronto islands beach There is no worse toronto destination than the beach.Despite claims that hanlan's point is"Everything that is good about toronto", it is sticky and foul. For the last month i've been filling in for a colleague at the toronto star.She works very hard.Trying to keep up reminds me of the first time i merged with highway traffic.So a day at the beach sounds like a day at the beach. At the dock for the toronto islands ferry, we wait in a holding pen.Sky above, surrounded by barred walls, on a sunday afternoon it must be like a prison yard before a riot.There are only a few dozen people here:Backpacked teens, multigenerational picnicking families, a lone whitehaired man wearing a chartreuse wool jacket.They hug the walls to avoid direct sunlight, sunscreen application allowing only so many minutes of recreational island time, not to be wasted on the queue.Not only am i closer to the common man than i care to be, but we're all in an agitated state, standing still, accomplishing nothing. As the boat approaches, juicy couture tracksuits children and grown men rattle the bars of the gate.It slides open.We march forward. On the boat i have the opportunity to multitask, confronting my fears of crowds, open water and being trapped in a mental institution(Thanks a lot, shutter island). The boat deposits me on centre island.On my bicycle i set off eastward for the clothing optional beach, endorsed in an article in this newspaper as the best. The bike path takes me through what could be the set from lost:Faded 1970s singlestorey structures;Trees that spring up suddenly, blotting out civilization;Cottony tufts of dandelion seeds dispersing in the breeze, trying to impregnate everything like a cloud of tracy morgans. Save for the faint sound of small porter airplanes landing nearby, it is quiet.And as i ride i remember why i've refused to come here for decades.At 9, i stewed in the ferry queue with my mother, who i only saw on sundays, as it snaked out of the holding cell, rounding the adjacent hill.At 12, my father sent me to sailing camp, where out on the water we were boarded and thrown in the lake by the rich kids' sailing camp, an act of feral tribalism you'd have trouble believing, unless you'd ever watched little boys at play. At hanlan's point i lock up and approach on foot, the sand trying juicy couture accessories to swallow my sneakers. It has taken one hour to get here from home. Along the beach lay a couple hundred nude and seminude torontonians, as if the sand, unable to grow tomatoes or asparagus, had sprouted fannies and fiddlefaddles.There are no children. While i support everyone's right to nudity, the bros who go shirtless in april have ruined skin for the rest of us. It's almost 40 degrees with humidity, with not a cloud in the sky.And i am at the beach. I peel off my sticky tshirt, socks and pants, down to my swimming trunks.No, i'm not naked.I said i was at the beach, not caligula's rome.Hiding my money in my shoe(As jerry seinfeld pointed out, no criminal would ever think to look there), I walk into the tide. The water is a sublime temperature, clear and padded by soft sand.I get just far enough out to remember that i'm a terrible swimmer, then saunter confidently back to shore.Though i know the sand will fall off my feet as it dries, i can think of nothing else until then. I reapply a sunscreen that coats my arms and head in an unctuous veneer i can't wait to wash off. It's too bright to read, or at least i can't get comfortable.So i relax by tweeting photos of cars parked in the bike lane. Laying in the sun with my eyes closed, i begin to list the places i'd rather be:At work, completing any of a halfdozen assignments;In a cool movie theatre, drinking;At an ice cream parlour or the gym, feeling like i should be doing the other;Or on my deck at home, which is clothingmandatory. A gentleman approaches, asking about the ferry's schedule, his sunreddened View More gizmo, like a poached lobster tail, dominating the conversation. In the hot springs of iceland and japan i went nude.But in japan they carry tiny white cloths to cover their takoyaki and in iceland they giggle to demonstrate modesty.
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