I love a red lip – it’s so chic and strong, and such a statement. Remember some of the most iconic women in film sporting a sumptuous red lip? Vivian Leigh as Scarlett O’Hara in Gone With the Wind or Marilyn Monroe as Sugar Cane Kowalczyk in Some Like it Hot? Maybe Liza Minnelli as Sally Bowes in Cabaret, or Jessica Rabbit in Who Framed Roger Rabbit. Speaking of this iconic part live-action, part animated film, did you know that Jessica Rabbit often comes out on top in lists of the sexiest cartoon characters of time? It would not surprise me if she even makes an appearance on adult websites such as cartoonporno.xxx. But then what about, Julia Roberts as Vivian Ward in Pretty Woman? How about Mena Suvari as Angela Hayes in American Beauty or the stunning Reese Witherspoon as Elle Woods in Legally Blonde? Or one of my all-time favourites, Michelle Pfeiffer as Catwoman in Batman Returns (because yes, I’m a huge superhero nerd).
Because Women Kick Ass
Here’s to strong women – may we know them, may we be them and may we raise them! If you’re looking to celebrate International Women’s Day this year on March 8th for International Women’s Day, then look no further. If you live in Toronto, you’re likely inundated on the daily with events, festivals and shows going on all around the city. I actually find it quite tough to pick between what to hit or what to miss. But, I always know that if there’s an event at or hosted by The Drake, it’s one I wanna be at hands-down. So, that’s why I thought I would share a bit about some of the upcoming events that will be celebrating all things women this month!
Because Everyone Deserves A Chance
Growing up with a working mom made every Monday morning memorable. After a weekend of jeans and laundry and sneakers and vacuuming, my Mom would start her daily workweek ritual of choosing her business clothes, putting on makeup in front of her mirror, doing her hair (I remember exactly what blowing out her bangs entailed) and picking her heels and matching purse. I would sit at the door of her room, waiting to see if she chose the blue suit with a white blouse, or the paisley skirt with pantyhose and a cardigan, or the black pumps with the red cotton dress. My favourite top of course was the embezzled blouse with large rhinestones across the neckline. I was mesmerized. My mom had the most beautiful strawberry blonde hair, which she would brush and wear loose, or blow out in the timely fashion of the early nineties. I would wait for the moment she passed by, her perfume wafting over me, remembering that she would smell as nice as she looked.