Welcome...and a little backstory.

Welcome to Fake Fashun, a retreat from the banal, noisy, oft overcrowded existence of urbania. Started by two young, aesthetically-minded denizens of the windy city, we seek to provide solace for the hip. The young. The wandering. Those moved to tears by the sight of a simple plate of radishes. Those overcome with grief at the vision of an abandoned feather falling slowly to the pavement. Those who lose breath at the sound of a lone keening violin playing nearly out of tune.

We are Fuschia and Freya, your guides into the lost art of living. Sartorial advice for the fashionably inclined. Unique recipes for the discerning palate. Up to the minute commentary on the current events shaping our metropolis...and our terrene.

Born on separate ends of the globe, we first crossed paths while studying abroad at the Sorbonne in Paris. Instantly linked by our intuitive longing for artistry, together we explored the hidden corners of the City of Lights.  Back in the states, Fuschia completed a Masters in Interior Space at NYDW while Freya took an academic hiatus to find herself in the wilds of Burr Ridge, IL. Today, we inhabit a small three bedroom loft in Chicago's own Ukrainian Village. Our days are spent shopping for indigenous folk art, urban textiles, and upcycled fedoras.

Sit back. Mix yourself a Morning Glory Fizz (scotch, lemon juice, simple syrup, a dash of Peychaud's bitters, an egg white, and an absinthe rinse).

Join us.