by Steven Doyle
If involved in any scene whatsoever, food, fashion or anything involving fun, you know of the man named Jackson. A single named entity right here in Dallas. He owns the exciting company Fluent, which is an ultra Dallas concierge service, or a lifestyle management company, that brings clients closer to the things they need most. Like most of Dallas, I consider Jackson a friend. If nothing else, the man inspires us all to be the best we can be at all things.
Jackson is a true Dallas icon, and today he needs us. Jackson recently suffered a stroke leaving him paralyzed on half his body. The tone and lean Jackson will no doubt recover, but like many of us who operate our own businesses Jackson does not have health insurance and his bills are mounting by leaps and bounds daily. Continue reading
by Steven Doyle
The Pin Show Dallas will trasform the Dallas fashion scene as 25 independent designers take on the runway February 23, 2013. Under the creative direction of Mike Thompson, Executive Director, Bryan Embry, and Founder and Executive Producer, Julie McCullough will turn a West Dallas warehouse into an incredible runway and workshop. Enjoy the fashion show, designer marketplace, two live bands, and street-style food, all with a view of the Margret Hunt Hill Bridge in the new Trinity Groves district in West Dallas. Continue reading
by Jayne Chobot
There are actually people who laugh when fashion and food are mentioned together. Even I was once told that I can’t be known for both. Pshaw, as a Southerner once taught me to say. I have learned over the years that people who are passionate and talented in one creative area are generally passionate and talented in others, even if it’s not widely known. To succeed as an artist of any kind, an inner fire must be working that can’t help but spark other areas of brilliance and desire. I was delighted to learn last month that this theory is undoubtedly true of Dallas’s purse darling Ashley Burghardt, of Ashard Richley. Ashley and I met for a lovely brunch at West Village’s Moroccan restaurant Baboush (how thrilled was I when she did not request Tex Mex?) and I caught a glimmer of the depths of this woman’s intrigue. Continue reading