Anna Wintour meets one of our most coveted Hoosiers

This interview was the first time I've actually heard Anna Wintour speak and you know? I really want to hate her. But after hearing her delicate British accent that matched her little pansy print dress so perfectly, I simply can't. She told David Letterman she wants to put him in a headlock for goodness sakes!

Yes, she seemed to deny "Devil Wears Prada" had any factual relation to herself, which I don't believe at all, and I would've liked to hear her go off on all the editorial underlings that have publicly called her things like "ice queen" and "dominatrix" but alas, she seems to be quite a lady. She's a poised, stunning, yet edgy, lady. And that, my friends, is how she came to have the coolest job on the planet.

"The September Issue," the documentary about putting together Vogue's thickest and most important issue, comes out later this month and yours truly will be attending the screening next week. (breathes into paper bag) So stay tuned for my comments, which are mercilessly embargoed until Sept. 25.

IndyFringe: Go See This

There comes a time in every blogger's life when she must stray from her main subject matter in the interest of promoting local events that deserve promotion.

"Humanature," a part of IndyFringe 2009, is one such event.
Yes, dancers of The (Re)Collective Company will be wearing clothing, or costumes rather, of some sort but for once that's not my focus here.

The performance will take place at The Earth House, within the Lockerbie Central United Methodist Church at 237 N. East St. Watching an Indie dance performance in an old church is uber-chic in my opinion and you'll be supporting a small dance company. With your help, this small company could conceivably become a larger company and that, my friends, is something this city could really use. Vive la dance! or however that saying goes...


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btw

I sadly did not win the A&E BLINDY I was so excited about last post, but Renee Wilmeth of Feed Me/Drink Me did. I think I speak for all her foodie readers when I say she totally deserves it. Bravo, Renee.

I'm a BLINDY 2009 nominee!?

Whilst embarking on the VERY long drive home from a much needed stay at my family's cabin in Michigan's upper peninsula (I'm at a coffee shop/Mexican restaurant--no joke--in Green Bay, Wisc. as I type this) I received a phone call notifying me that this humble blog is nominated for a 2009 Blog Indiana BLINDY in the Arts & Entertainment category.

Ignore how long that last sentence was, but I'm excited. And please believe the irony of what I'm wearing (purple snap pants and a worn out T-shirt from my old orthodontist) on the day I find out I'm nominated for my first post-collegiate award, for a fashion blog no less, is not lost on me.

Actually winning will be tough since I'm up against my friends and very seasoned bloggers Lou Harry (of IBJ's Lou Harry's A&E) and Renee Wilmeth (of Feed Me/Drink Me). So obviously, faithful Haute in the Heartland readers, I need your help.

Please take a second and vote for me here

I'll bribe you with the contents of my next post, which I shall compose as soon as I arrive in fair Indianapolis. They include:

• juicy details behind a phone interview with The Sartorialist, the fruits of which will appear Monday in the IBJ as my next IBJ Style installment. Here's a hint, I conducted the interview while sitting on a picnic table in Big Bay, Mich. If you don't know where that is, don't worry, noone does.
• my new knowledge of expandable waistbands and my horror at finding out one of my oldest friends actually uses this invention. And no, he's not a Hoosier.
• the setting in which I christened my new Marc Jacobs swim suit. Heres a hint: It was not on a runway and there were lots of pine trees. I know MJ would be proud, or horrified, one of the two.

Vote for me friends! Or at the very least cross your fingers.
Back to the open road I go!