So hard to say goodbye to Anthony Bourdain

Written by Sabine Demosthenes

I’m in total shock.

I’m in this weird, very bad dream where Anthony Bourdain committed suicide.

Can I wake up out of this terrible dream and this horrendous week?

Wake up!

It’s not a nightmare. This is real.

I’m on my train ride into city and I’m just crying. The young lady next to me probably thinks I got dumped by a boyfriend, but it way worse than that.

Anthony was one of the people I looked to in order to set an example as a good communicator, a good citizen of the world and to be the “enfant terrible” of my generation.

He made me feel like it was okay to be an outsider, to be different and to be real without being obnoxious.

His TV show, “Parts Unknown”, is a ritual of mine and my hubby. Anthony was such a good guy. Not the most perfect one, but you could see that he had this gentle soul, even when he was looking like a real rock star with all his tattoos and his attitude.

I am speechless.

My thoughts are going to his family, to his love, to Éric Ripert and to all of his friends, including the fans.

I wish I could write his biography, but you know what, if you want to know who Tony was, please watch all of “Parts Unknown” and read his masterpiece book, “Don’t Eat Before Reading This”.

I will write it until I’m dying, but for anyone that is struggling, please, reach out.

One of my favorite quotes from Anthony is:

“You learn a lot about someone when you share a meal with him”

Thank you Chef!

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Kate Spade is still shining like a bright star

Written by Sabine Demosthenes

Learning the news of Kate Spade’s death was unexpected and so sad.

Her name has been part of my repertoire since my “not so glamorous” teenage years in the nineties and into my early twenties.

I was always curious about the next handbag she would create, even as the minimalist kind of girl that I am.

But yesterday, when I learned the sad news of her death, I was reminded of when one of my high school classmates decided to end her life her first year in college. This classmate had everything going for her: beauty, perfect body, great hair, a sweet boyfriend and the status of one of the popular girls in school. At the same time, she was sometimes moody and seemed so sad.

Everyday, I would walk to school and our paths would cross. We walked the last 2 min to school together. She could sense that I was shy to talk to her. I would always give her my biggest smile, but then look down and walk faster. She would acknowledge my smile and my shyness.

There is not a day I don’t think of why I didn’t made the first step to being her friend.

She was my aunt’s neighbour. I still remember that dreadful February night when she called my home to talk to my mom who later told me that a young girl had died. She didn’t know I went to school with her.

By the time my mom was about to tell me the news, my best friend from high school had sent me an MSN message (yes, it was before Facebook messenger and texting).

I went to my room and picked up my high school yearbook, turning straight to the page her picture was on. I was numb. I cried.

I couldn’t go to the funeral because I felt so guilty about not reaching out to her. And I managed, with time, to face it but let me tell you, I struggled a lot afterwards.

Yesterday was a sad day.

But suicide is happening everyday. When someone is famous, we tend to be more aware because it is broadcasted across every form of media. But I would like to say, out loud, my thoughts about a specific thing I saw that made me so mad.

Why are outlets like TMZ, etc. are taking pictures of the body on a stretcher leaving the apartment building?!

I really get super mad about seeing a picture like this (by accident) because it is on the front page. Like when my classmate died, the local newspaper didn’t send a photographer to take a picture and put it on our Wednesday issue.

You get my point.

It’s a painful moment for the family and friends and everywhere you will go, this picture will be on every news outlet, tabloid and so on. It’s so awful and such a lack of respect.

For the young girl that lost her dear mom, for the husband that lost his wife and the mother of his child, to her family and to her friends, my thoughts are with you.

And to the tabloids, get the hell out and show some respect. Damn it!

In a way, she is still bringing lights into our life and she is forcing us having this really difficult conversations about depression and anxiety. Maybe this tragedy will save more lives.

For anyone that is struggling, please, please, please, we are here for you and there are some incredible organizations that are here for you. You are not alone.

We are not alone.

http://www.depressionarmy.com

https://www.nami.org

https://letstalk.bell.ca/en/

John is still with us.

The first week of December is not the happiest week of this so called magical month.

37 years ago, John Lennon left us. He was on the verge of releasing a brand new album.

He was the ultimate New Yorker, watching the wheels of life pass by with both his sons growing up, his wife by his side, and a new decade to discover.

The wheels stopped rolling on that fatal day. The world stopped rolling too. I wasn’t born yet (3 years later), but my brother was 4 years old and he remembers this day clearly. He remembers my mom crying on the phone, telling someone that John had died. My father was in shock and disbelief.

Since I was probably 4 or 5 years old, I have been a big Beatles fan. This was because of my brother and by accident actually.

Saturday morning, on a sports radio station, there was an oldies music show (ironic). And, while we were playing or he was studying in another room, I was in his bedroom playing with my dolls. I remember the first time I heard The Beatles song “Do You Want to Know a Secret” and my reaction was almost ethereal. I was so taken by the melody and the fact that I was having this reaction. This exact moment was the start of my love story with The Fab Four.

A couple of years later, when I was 7 years old, I watched a movie on TV about John and Yoko. On that Sunday movie night at home, I cried realizing John was no longer with us and someone was really mean and killed him.

My brother, again who is until this day my ultimate teacher, explained to me what happened and why. From that moment, I did the math with the Polytechnique tragedy, and I was so mad.

Again, violence was destroying this world.

But today, I want to focus on John and what he brought in our lives.

He taught us to fight the good fight, even if it is not the most popular one.

He taught us not take ourselves too seriously sometimes.

He taught us that we are not perfect and we all make mistakes. It’s never too late to reconnect with our loved ones.

John wasn’t perfect at all. But, he was a real, beautiful soul. Life wasn’t always easy, especially when he was little.

The Beatles have shown us that we may not have chosen our family, but our friends can become the family we choose.

37 years later, we still imagine a world without anger, without hunger, and without pain.

The scars of his death are still visible. It still hurts. He didn’t choose to leave his body like this. No ones would actually. He didn’t get the chance to see his sons becoming wonderful men, or to grow old with his soulmate.

My favourite John Lennon tribute is by his brother, George.

Let’s enjoy this beautiful tribute.

All those years ago by George Harrison

When George sang you are the reason we exist, gosh my heart is melting and tears are caressing my cheeks.

Let’s remember happy thoughts of John today.

Let’s remember the love story of when a man fell in love with a woman who became his ultimate muse.

Let’s remember his sons, and hope they had good memories, even when sometimes father-son relationships can be tricky.

Let’s remember he got the chance to have 3 more brothers in his life.

And let’s remember he was a working class hero, like the rest of us.

Here my favorite quote of John:

Caroline de Maigret : La plus cool des Parisienne à mes yeux de Montréalaise

Elle est une des icônes de la mode de notre génération. Elle une mélomane incontournable qui adore la musique. Elle est une des femmes les plus cool de cette planète.

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Je vous présente en ce lundi 16 octobre 2017 Caroline de Maigret.

Caroline de Maigret

Pour ceux et celles qui ne la connaisse pas, voici l’occasion de faire sa connaissance et de vous laisser charmer par cette belle parisienne.

Née en 1975 en Neuilly-sur-Seine en France, elle est la fille d’un père politicien et d’une mère championne en natation.

Au cours des années 90, elle a travaillé avec les grands du monde de la photographie tels que Mario Testino et Peter Lindbergh (wow) quand elle résidait à New York. Mais qu’est-ce qui m’a impressionné avec Caroline est une fois de retour à Paris au cours de l’année 2003, elle lance sa boîte de production de musique. Je trouve ça audacieux et vu que j’adore la musique, disons que je la vois comme un modèle à suivre en ce qui concerne poursuivre ses passions et son instinct.

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Durant la même année, elle rencontre Yarold Poupaud et voilà le début d’une belle collaboration professionnelle et personnelle qui dure encore jusqu’à ce jour. Ils sont juste trop beau ensemble.

Caroline a écrit un livre en collaboration avec ses 3 copines qui sont Anne Berest, Audrey Diwan et Sophie Masqui. Ce livre est un ‘’must ‘’ à avoir chères fashionistas et femmes de ce monde. ‘’How To Be Parisian Wherever You are’’ est un incontournable livre à avoir. On parle toujours de ce style parisien, de cette attitude qu’elle semble à avoir cette Parisienne ultra cool. Le livre le décrit très bien, mais c’est bien plus que les tenues à porter.

Caroline

C’est une question d’attitude. En fait, tout est dans l’attitude. J’adore le chapitre sur les Simones , Not a wedding (tellement moi), cool or cold et la liste continue. Je ne peux pas m’en passer de ce livre.

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J’ai bien aimé lire un article qui décrit parfaitement Caroline sur le site web du magazine Elle France lors d’une entrevue avec la journaliste Françoise-Marie Santucci. Je vous partage le lien de cette belle entrevue.

http://www.elle.fr/People/La-vie-des-people/Interviews/Caroline-de-Maigret-Parisienne-de-tous-les-pays-2862092

Peut-être qu’un jour, je pourrais parler avec Caroline de musique avec un regard émerveillé sur son rôle en tant que productrice.

Caroline et Chanel

Et entre une conversation sur Les Beatles et Pink Floyd, on pourrait parler de son expérience de travailler avec Testino, Lagerfeld et Marc Jacobs tout en portant mes chaussures Converse et en sirotant un verre de vino.

Je vous laisse sur ce vidéo super géniale de Caroline de Maigret pour la maison Chanel.

Caroline de Maigret and Chanel Derbies

Son côté super cool ne peut pas passer inaperçu. Que nous réservera Caroline durant l’année 2018?

Caroline de M.

D’autres belles surprises!

http://www.cdmdiary.com/en/

XXX

It’s not what you think.
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There could be children reading The Chronicle!

Yesterday was a day for reflection.

Reflection about the unforgettable date, Tuesday, September 11th, 2001.


We all remember what we did before, during, and after those horrific atrocities.

I can’t even remember what I ate for lunch last Tuesday, but I sure do remember every move I made that day, sixteen years before.

Life was seemingly sweet in the summer of 2001. But in August, the first earthquake in my life was the death of Aaliyah. I was so shocked. I couldn’t believe it! A plane crash, what?! No, it couldn’t have been!
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A few weeks later, as a freshman, I was excited to be an adult (in my mind) and I was ready to face the world. I was so not ready for September 11th. For the first time, I was really scared. My mom was my safety blanket, but I could feel she was shivering and wasn’t so sure that she would be able to protect my brother and myself like she always had. My father was catatonic with panic. I was even more scared.

Kendrick Lamar‘s XXX song was on my mind all day long yesterday. You are probably thinking to yourselves “hmmm… I don’t see the link between 9/11 and XXX”.

“America, God bless you if it’s good to you
America, please take my hand
Can you help me under…”

For me, I came to realize especially right now in 2017, America is so divided. Even yesterday, the President elect made this monumental date all about himself…

Kendrick Lamar’s Damn album is a wake up call about what is going on in this world.
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The Bob Dylan of our time, or perhaps the Kendrick Lamar of our time is, by all means, the wake up call America needs. It is one of the best albums. Listening to it yesterday made me reflect of my life…. Before 9/11. During 9/11. After 9/11.

That day will never be forgotten, but neither can we forget what is going on right now. 
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Peace from Sab and Caitlin Murphy

Lyons Empire

It is coming!

It will be epic and out of this world.

We got a small taste of it when Jenna Lyon  was the captain of the J.Crew ship.

Jenna

I won’t talk about her departure from J.Crew but instead, her impact on the fashion industry and pop culture on a this Chronicle that will take 2 minutes of your time.

She manage to mix originality with classics.

She didn’t have the easiest childhood. Like me and probably a lot of you, she was bullied because she was in a kid standard different. But she didn’t let her stop her. Instead, she didn’t play the victim and she realize she had a gift. A visionary gift early on.

Automatically, I was attracted to her.

STREET STYLE: J Crew President Jenna Lyons attend New York Fashion Week at Lincoln Center in New York City

She work really hard to get where she was as the President and Creative Director of J.Crew. She didn’t kiss asses but she is a firm believer of working hard for the things you love.

Actually, her message is to be passionate and with this passion, you will move some big mountains.

My kind of philosophy.

She is laid-back, hard worker and authentic person.

Here some words of wisdom. Even at 34, I still need it from time to time.

Jenna Lyons commencement speech at Parsons 2017

The best is yet to come with Jenna Lyons.

I will sure be the first one to get on this joyride.

Will you ride with us?

J

 

A quiet storm hit us

It sure did.

Albert Johnson aka Prodigy of Mobb Deep passed away. I just can’t believe what I just read yesterday.

Prodigy

Another great hip-hop pioneer left too early but my oh my, the legacy he left will be forever engrave in the music history.

It’s not a surprise he became of musician, a poet and a musical prodigy. Born and raised in a musical family, his journey was already design to shake this world up with his powerful and street smart lyrics. With the help of his patner in crime Havoc, they played a big part of our generation playlist.

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Some people will remember him for his famous feud with Tupac. But me, I will always remember when my brother brought the Murda Musik and I was mesmerized when I heard Quiet Storm for the first time.

As John Lennon sang on the first verse of A Day In A Life:

I can’t believe the news today of boy

My thoughts and prayers are going to his family, his friends and his fiercely fans.

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