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Meet Zahia Dehar, the freshest face at January’s Paris Couture Fashion Week. Despite the fact that Miss Dehar was a fashion unknown until late last year, her lingerie collection closed the week, and none other than Karl Lagerfeld shot her first lookbook. How did Zahia rise from complete obscurity to her lofty position in...
As long as I can remember cyclists have been a part of the traffic in Toronto and for the last couple of years there has been an ongoing dispute between cycling advocates and those who prefer to get around the city by car. This dispute flares up whenever a local politician suggests creating a...
Hailey Coleman is a rising star in Toronto’s galaxy of young entrepreneurs. Her company Damn Heels is “dedicated to saving women from their (beloved) damn heels.” The idea is simple; she sells bagged fold-up ballet slippers that women can slip on when their stilettos become too painful to wear, thus saving them from limping...
About a year ago we wrote about Do Over Day for Angelina’s Wings, the journal that became the forerunner for Alexandra Highcrest Magazine. At the time we announced that we were going to renovate our Toronto offices and bring in an intern to help with the workload. Well, we’ve done it and AHM is...
I was a child the first time I flew in a commercial airliner. My mother and I traveled from central Ontario to Toronto, a short flight by the standards of the day, in mid-August. We flew in an Air Canada Vickers Viscount and I thought the she was beautiful; all decked out in her...
We don’t know how or where it happened; Karen might have brought it home following a shopping trip, I might have picked it up while working a gig, but we caught it—the H1N1 virus or swine flu. Karen was positively diagnosed a few weeks ago and during her visit our doc said, “If Alexandra...
My first cell phone would’ve been a perfect fit for a thug who wanted to pitch something through the nearest store window prior to making a no-cash, no-credit “purchase” of a TV or stereo. The phone was big and grey and doubled the weight of my purse every time I carried it. I hated...
When the team and I got together to begin brainstorming the concept behind Alexandra Highcrest Magazine the first thing we decided was that magazine would not be about me. The ‘net is filled to overflowing with diary journals (I hate the word “blog”) and most that we’ve read are so boring. Why should we...
