Posts tagged Hipsters

Fuck Yeah Hipster Shoes by girlgoneglobetrotting:

On our last day in Montreal, I discovered a hidden gem of a shoe shop. I ducked into L’Espagne à vos pieds (which means Spain for your feet) looking for a gift for a friend’s upcoming birthday. What I found was an adorably authentic store that stocks walls and walls of brightly colored espadrilles from a small Spanish town where the shop owner’s grandfather lived. I met the owner, Diego, and his baby Esteban, who promptly stole my heart by being so chunky and calm.

Espadrilles are traditional footwear from the Basque region of Spain and are popular in the south of France. The versatile footwear with soles woven from Mediterranean grass has been worn since the 14th century.

L’Espagne à vos pieds has feet in modern and traditional worlds. One wall of the store features a touch screen where customers can interact with the shoes Diego hopes they will purchase. Videos of the shoes being made, slideshows of Spanish villages and more are made available to pique customers’ interest. The shop’s website is just as technologically advanced, offering a 360-degree tour of the shop and utilizing Google Maps.

After listening to Diego for a bit, I picked up a pair of denim espadrilles for my friend. She loves them (yay for good gift giving!) and I strongly encourage you to visit the site or L’Espagne à vos pieds when you’re in Montreal.

Where to find it:
4518 Rue Saint-Denis
Montreal, QC H2J 2L3 
espadrillestore.com

Photography by me. July 2012.

Photography Instagram rules - when you are in fact staying in a retro hotel, retro filters are ok. The Marriott Chateau Champlain was opened just in time for Expo 67.  
Photo by wehavemetbefore:

Sickest room ever! #downtown #montreal (Taken with Instagram)

Photography Instagram rules - when you are in fact staying in a retro hotel, retro filters are ok. The Marriott Chateau Champlain was opened just in time for Expo 67.  

Photo by wehavemetbefore:

Sickest room ever! #downtown #montreal (Taken with Instagram)

This is what Montreal hipsters do. In other parts of the world, people understand that you leave useful free stuff in the street because someone who needs it will take it - in San Francisco, for example, there are even boxes called “free boxes” where you can put things.
In Montreal, hipsters just put useless shit in a careful pile and call it a give away, because, well, to hell with waiting for garbage day! It’s interesting to note that the McGill Ghetto and the Mile End of Plateau Mont-Royal, the city’s two hipster epicentres, are also by far the filthiest.

This is what Montreal hipsters do. In other parts of the world, people understand that you leave useful free stuff in the street because someone who needs it will take it - in San Francisco, for example, there are even boxes called “free boxes” where you can put things.

In Montreal, hipsters just put useless shit in a careful pile and call it a give away, because, well, to hell with waiting for garbage day! It’s interesting to note that the McGill Ghetto and the Mile End of Plateau Mont-Royal, the city’s two hipster epicentres, are also by far the filthiest.

Make love, not war!

Love will always win the day in Montreal, especially as the year progresses and the climate gets hotter, steamier and… well, plain sexier! And so although spring is protest season in Quebec’s true capital, the city’s best barista, Sars Lawls née Lawlor , has been putting her people skills to work to help relieve some tension in the streets. To put it another way, she’s helping people find love - and consequently sex - at the demonstrations.

Her new blog, Parc Laff, sets out what to wear in order to set yourself apart within a heaving human sea of uniformity. Parc Laff takes its name for Parc Lafontaine, which is in  normal times a wonderful haven of respite from the shrill beat of urban and life, but like the proverbial Dr. Jekyll and Mr. Hide, can rapidly become the epicentre of conflict when things go rotten in Quebec society. Probably the most infamous conflict to happen there was Lundi de la matraque (Baton Monday) which took place on June 24, 1968, the day before a federal election. 290 people were arrested and 128 people were injured on Saint-Jean Baptiste Day, the national holiday for French-speaking Canadians. Demonstrations against the federal government turned violent, and but the Prime Minister, Pierre-Elliot Trudeau, famously stood his ground on the stage. “Je déteste la violence. Démocrate, je n’admets pas qu’une infime minorité d’agitateurs tente de chasser à coups de pierres les invités de la majorité,” he later wrote in his memoires (I hate violence. As a democrat, I cannot accept that a tiny minority of agitators armed with stones would try to chase away those who had been invited by the majority.) 

And so it is in this spirit that Ms. Lawls writesIf you’re like me and love to go to a nice night demonstration is the beautiful streets of Montreal, this will give you a good fashion base for the summer of red and black. For the terribly trendy Manif Date night try a nice tailored jacket.”

She also offers a number of hints for being sexy - and political - in environments that may not normally permit such a provocative combination, like the office. Madame Lawlor is already deftly attracting the attention of the crowd: @manifdating has already given the thumbs-up to her testosterone-tempting textile teases.  So, Tumblr today, Flare by Friday (or perhaps more likely Vice on Vendredi)? Time will tell! 

Top image: June 24, 1968, across the street from Parc Lafontaine. Source: Alain Cognard.  Bottom image: Watermelon Blazer, £65.00 from TopShop, sourced from Parc Laff.

Artistes at Place des Arts? Or just hipsters?

Artistes at Place des Arts? Or just hipsters?

The best part of my week is when a celebrity mentions me on twitter. A celebrity just followed me actually: it’s George Clooney’s girlfriend.
Overheard/Entendu @ Nouveau Palais, Mile End

Unfortunate hipster fail

I noticed these last week, and although they are cool, it’s unfortunately a dangerous practice. Also, I think one would be enough. Doing all of them just seems a bit blah. So who ever you are, please stop.

Open File has the story: Somebody has been going around the Plateau and Mile End spray painting fire hydrants gold and the fire department is not too happy about it. The colours of hydrants signify different water pressures. “(The paint) allows you to quickly distinguish the type of water supply and conduct, whether it’s a primary or secondary source,” said Louise Desrosiers, head of prevention for Montreal’s fire department. “This is a problem.” Read on…


Part of me looks forward to the day that St. Henri is “worthy” of a Starbucks.

Jess Versteeg, Editor of Francophication

Tout à l’heure, en me plaignant (en français) de l’organisation tout-croche de la conférence d’Art Spiegelman à une bénévole de Pop Montréal, je me suis fait répondre (en anglais) “We sold 675 tickets, how do you expect us to manage such a big crowd?” Conclusion : ne laissez pas des hipsters gérer l’organisation d’un événement, sauf si c’est une mission pour aller chercher de la PBR au dépanneur.

Gabriel Gaudette, qui se presse à rajouter que “malgré ce que mon commentaire peut sembler indiquer, je ne suis pas un Hipster Hater. Bon, je trouve leur accoutrement piqué aux juifs des années 60 ridicule, leur snobisme sélectif un peu réducteur et leur propension à boire de la flotte là où de la bière serait plus appropriée dégoûtant (sans parler de leur obsession pour les vélos fixed gear, qui font d’eux une espèce en voie de disparition). Mais le temps nous dira s’ils produiront des objets culturels pertinents, et laissons la chance au coureur. Dans les entrefaits, je peux quand même les pointer du doigt et rire à leur dépens, non?”

Question de votre rédacteur-en-chef : Un hipster francophone, est-ce que ça existe ?