Thursday 20 March 2014



Vanity and the Narcissist

Toronto's World MasterCard Fashion Week is nearing its end and after viewing newly unveiled designs that are most certainly a feast for the eyes and titillating to the senses for a host of reasons, whether because of the playful prints used in Laura Siegel's line or the bold and brooding solid collection displayed by Matiere Noire; the  feminine yet rustic and visually appealing medley of looks shown by Joe Fresh or the luxe and ultra-hip presentation by Mackage, the week thus far has not disappointed. As fashionistas and fashionistos alike await the remaining designers to parade their masterpieces down the runway, I, like-wise, am eagerly anticipating what more the week holds in store.



As mentioned in my previous post, well, for me anyway, style has been kicked up a notch when it comes to daily wear selections. I'm reflecting on my wardrobe choices over the past 4 days at a job where I use glitter, patterns and incorporate hues for arts and crafts as opposed to couture designs, and I realize that I did in fact go that extra mile in celebration of this week's tribute to Canada's remarkable design talent. My usual teaching wear involving comfy leggings and belted sweater dresses paired with ballet flats were replaced with wide-legged trousers, pencil skirts, Polo shirts cardigans and heeled boots or pumps. To be honest, I don't even feel that this was a conscious effort; the event coverage, along with the multitudes of beautiful Instagram photos posted all over social media, the talk of favorite designs and lines among friends and acquaintances simply subtly inspired me to take more pride in my appearance at my daily 8-4 workplace.



I've become overly aware that there is a fine line between taking pride in one's appearance and going to such an extreme that the outer self is of utmost importance. I always profess to be of the mindset that it is from the inside that beauty manifests itself and from that core of being, the outer then follows. I am all too aware that when immersing myself in the upcoming trends and salivating over the couture designs I tend to get caught up in the external. That is not to say that I have a negative opinion of fashion and its place in my world, I simply mean that my view about what fashion truly represents must always be understood so not to lose sight of true beauty. Fashion is not purely vanity, but instead an extension of the wearers already inwardly beautiful self. It is the icing on the proverbial cake, so to speak.



 Believe it or not, void of this little blog of mine and my excitement about publishing my debut novel, which thereby has me constantly announcing progress on all available social media outlets, I generally tend to shy away from being the center of attention and am actually quite the introvert. Perhaps this is why I do tend to select more muted prints or clothing that is void of color all together.



When I originally was advised to begin a blog about my novel for the purpose of having an ongoing account of the process for readers to become familiar with my writing style and my intentions to attach my work to the Because I Am a Girl foundation, I initially retracted and shrugged off the suggestion. Reason being that I find it difficult to write about myself and my innermost thoughts in the moment. Most recently, my publisher requested that I create an "about the author" write up to be used on the inside jacket of my novel. It's been 3 weeks since the request was made and I've come up with every excuse as to why I have not gotten it done or even begun the assignment, ( maybe I'll go a bit easier now when I ask students to write their own autobiographies. Lateness will be more acceptable.).

There's a part of me that feels almost narcissistic when writing about my life accomplishments and I tend to find that there is a fine line between communicating achievements and droning on and on in a "look how woooonderful I am" manner. I mean I'm not about to drown in my own reflection or anything, but by times, I re-read some of my past autobiographically written pieces, whether cover letters, or as extension assignments completed during my English Lit. degree days, and I actually feel nauseated at my egotistical ramblings. Clearly I have not mastered the art of tasteful bragging and self-promotion.



That being said, I know that I must understand the importance, in this case especially, of healthy self-promotion and understand that bragging and purposeful communication of past achievements are two very different things. I will, in fact, step up to the plate, bite the bullet, take the bull by the horns and promote away.... at  least maybe possibly by next week some time, sorta kinda....maybe I'l get it written.

Happy reading!
Jessica Ashley Dafoe

Sunday 16 March 2014



Let the World be Your Runway (or Catwalk)

Tomorrow marks the beginning of a number of important events. I suppose the most pertinent to me is that it's the first day back to the grind after a restful week away from the school (wahn wahn wahn). I prefer to focus on the events I'm a touch more enthused about which are also set to commence in a few short hours.



Well firstly, how can St. Patty's Day go unmentioned! A day where we all dress up in green (not typically a color I migrate to when making my daily wear selections) and have an excuse to begin drinking green beer at 10 a.m. Of course I will not be partaking in that portion of the tradition. Perhaps green Kool-Aid with the students will have to suffice. What I find comical is that a large number of participants in these festivities haven't a clue as to the story behind the day of celebration. I have to admit, I'm one of them. My Irish ancestors would surely be offended. After a couple of pints, does it really matter? Let's just call it a fantastic way to let loose and socialize while sporting temporary foamy green mustaches that have been caked on from the incessant swigging. I'm proud of my one quarter Irish heritage! Cheers!

Along with those foamy mustaches, I believe street style may be temporarily amped up a notch for the Toronto fashion scene's big event. Toronto Fashion Week begins tomorrow and carries on through to the weekend. I have to say, although I enjoy clothes and fashion and also paying attention to the incredible design talent within this city and country, Fashion Week has never been quite as exciting to me as the one set to begin. There are various reasons for this; one being that my aforementioned gal pal, L.C., who has worked her tail off to get her foot in the door as a fashion insider, has just been granted an accredited press pass for the entirety of the week, due to proving herself  as a talented, knowledgeable and well-versed fashion writer in Fashion Studio Magazine. I am beyond ecstatic for her and what this means for her future success in the fashion world.




Interestingly enough, the main character of my novel The Tantalizing Tale of a Bitter Sweetheart works tirelessly to break into the fashion world. This obviously has meant a good deal of research, on my part, to understand the workings of the fashion industry, the process to creating a line, the elements involved in a single runway show, the seasonal shows etc. I have attempted to bridge fiction with non-fiction in the area of fashion weeks and media written about within the novel and hope that I have done the industry justice in the manner that I have included it.



I suppose this fashion week is of interest for a multitude of reasons, not only to celebrate the success of a good friend and cheer her on, or to marvel at the newly unveiled collections, but to also edit where need be in relation to the events in the novel that are heavily fashion-world focused.



Lucian Matis, the design team behind the Rudsak brand, Vawk and the design team behind the Mackage brand are a few of my favorite T.O. and Canadian designers that surely always impress. I know that the week will uncover a few more gems to be added to the list.

I intend to work my runway all week, even if that runway is surrounded by 9 year old students and paper airplanes and my selected daily outfits are coated with chalk and paint by day's end.





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Jessica Ashley Dafoe


Wednesday 12 March 2014



Spring Fling to Summer Sweetness

Well, it's Mid-Winter Break for schools in Toronto and usually, although "winter" is included in the title, the seasons have begun to change and it is about that time to start shopping all of the new spring trends. I'm gazing out from my 10th floor condo into a swirl of blustery snow, once again, after yesterday feeling quite optimistic that we had bid adieu to the now dreaded white stuff.  We can dream can't we?


After enduring one of the worst winters on record for the city, I'm sure we could all use a little pick me up. I was hoping to be enjoying runs along the lake and strolling jacketless, sporting perhaps a light cardigan in its place, through Bloor West Village, over these holidays. Instead, I headed even further north to a location that is most often colder than Toronto; cold is cold after all. Once you've experienced instant frostbite due to needing an exposed hand to grip an early morning coffee while trekking to work, you've pretty much prepped yourself for the even greater White North. (Yes, I'll endure just about anything to ensure I've got that perfect cup of coffee to begin my teaching days.)



I have to say, that in place of the usual seasonal rejuvenation that occurs at this time and naturally brightens spirits, faking the warmer temperatures and treating yourself to a bit of bodily rejuvenation at a relaxing spa, is just what the doctor ordered in these desperate times. I visited Body Blitz in Toronto not long ago and followed this up with a visit to Lac Leamy Hilton's Spa this week. Both experiences were like a temporary escape from the relentless elements, yet not quite as effective as a beach holiday.(There's still time to hop a plane, however.)


Toronto Fashion Week is fast approaching, and though the fashion forward are eagerly anticipating the fresh designs to be unveiled, I must say that while the city remains blanketed in what one would normally associate with a 'ringing- in of the new year' style snow, it unfortunately puts a bit of a damper on the event. Let's hope the luck of the Irish results in some spring-like temps, for the event that is set to commence on March 17th.



Likewise, I am looking ahead to spring 2014 with excitement but often am discouraged by what seems like a never-ending deep-freeze. My novel is set to be launched late spring-early summer and I've begun making the plans for the launch soiree. It is, however, quite difficult to imagine decor for the patio and summer cocktails I intend to serve at the event, whilst completely under the effects of mind-numbing temperatures. It's like the ice-cream headache that wouldn't quit.

In due time I hope to be devouring a dish of Rocky Road attempting to combat the sweltering heat. It's just around the corner. IT HAS TO BE!




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http://plan-international.org/

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Jessica Ashley Dafoe




Saturday 1 March 2014



Destination Relaxation

After a week wherein I was forced to lay my own muse aside in order to focus on the demands brought forth by my 8 to 4 gig teaching future world leaders, writing report cards and working tirelessly to prepare their proudly written manuscripts to be published by a children's publishing house, I can now get back to basics; back to focusing on my own manuscript, that which has safely arrived back from my editor looking even more stunning than before and ready to be further glamified by the publishing house.
In all honesty, however, the balancing act is a tough one. This week was most certainly the most grueling I have experienced since the beginning of the year, and this summation of the past 7 days has made me stop and reflect. Not on myself, but on individuals that I know who are constantly expected to wear 2, or even 3, hats on an ongoing basis. I give kudos to all of you career 9 to 5 or even sometimes 9-9 moms and dads out there that I know. I have great respect for you because while I am here sighing and complaining about my heavier 8-6 days of the past week, and not being able to focus on my passions and self, you all are in constant demand with zero personal time.  But you all do it well and wear those hats like rock stars.

As for me, well, when stress has of late been cranked to the max and there is a window of opportunity to escape and leave it all behind; to just clear the mind and rejuvenate the soul, I act on impulse (something I have actually been chiding my students to steer away from, being impulsive) But I 'm not talking about jumping on a toboggan and sliding down the indoor school steps here, as a few of my boys did this week. I'm talking about heading to a destination of calmness and enjoyment. One that washes away the week's memories wherein a student, who has decided he has an obsession with fire, brought in matches and began striking them without a second thought, nearly setting my classroom carpet on fire. 



So after the final report card was written, the last trip with my boys to the principal's office was complete, and the final  student's manuscript was signed, sealed and delivered among the rest to the children's book publishing house, destination relaxation became my focus. The destination chosen along with my counterpart for the getaway to serenity, I now find myself in surroundings which make those memories fade into nothingness for the time being and new found memories of enjoyment and stress-free revelry are forming. 

My experience has always been that making time for me is of utmost importance. Whether by curling up with a good book away from the demands of the everyday, or jet setting to a beach surrounded locale for a 36 hour unwind, or heading to wine country for the much needed effects that a stellar glass of vino brings, me time is a must. 


That being stated, this sudden escape has actually lit a fire under me (figuratively, not literally as my pyromaniac student attempted to achieve) to begin creating the outline for my next novel project. I can't wait to get started!

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Happy reading!
Jessica Ashley Dafoe