Don't tell me this couldn't be the stunt double/understudy/doppelganger to Dan Humphrey...Fine, maybe he's a bit thinner and lankier, but it's close! no?
Day 1 of my camera and me on the streets-
I’ve come up with alternative reasons why there has been very little said in style blogs about fashion in suburbia :
1. While driving your car to a particular destination where you might people watch, during that drive is when you’ll find the most interesting people to watch. Obviously this is a terrible situation because getting your camera out to photograph someone riding a bicycle through an intersection, while you’re heading right for them from a perpendicular angle, can end in nothing but disaster. Strike one against me.
2. Taking candids of your muses is much less creepy in a city. I honestly felt like a stalker, following these people around, snapping photos of them from around corners, nearly hiding behind cars. I saw one girl run, not walk, but RUN away after she’d realized I’d probably just taken a photo of her. Can you imagine what I looked like?! Thankfully I learned this early on. From now on should I just ask for everyone’s permission? The photos will be so posey though…I don’t know how I feel about posey. So yeah, strike two.
3. Something I realized today that is so cool about fashion in the suburbs is that cars are accessories! I must have seen at least ten separate car and driver scenarios that reminded me of the whole pet looking like its owner, deal. Well…maybe more like the car matched the handbag that the owner probably carried. hmmm I really hope you know what I mean or else, ya know..I probably sound nuts. But anyway, the downside to this convoluted observation is that I couldn’t get any pictures of it! I’m still such a rookie, but we all gotta start somewhere, right? strike three and I’m out!
[I'll have pictures up tomorrow.it's a promise.]
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About four days ago I left my job that I held for… oh, no more than two months [already you must be thinking, how could I possibly listen to this girl when she's obviously incompetent...but please, hear me out!]. I worked for a major film production company in Soho, NYC, and as every style seeker knows, Soho is a place of experimental and innovative fashion. I constantly thought about starting a blog solely praising the fashion people of Soho, but when I left my job I knew I’d left the convenience of the idea behind me, as well. This thought nearly caused me to change my decision about leaving, but the day before I “resigned,” from my position I saw a tremendous opportunity staring me right in the face! I stepped off of the train with my head hanging low, feeling miserable about the thoughts that crawled around my tired little brain [and I swear I'm not a person who lives lower than the clouds. I'm generally very happy! but I'll stop defending myself before this post starts sounding like a myspace entry I might've written in junior high]. So walking a few steps farther from the train, my original eyes-to-the-ground positioning shifted upwards to face my fellow commuters. What we rarely stop to think about is that the streets of larger cities are partially populated by people who migrate everyday from the surrounding suburbs. So why have we allowed for their contribution, to the evolution of fashion , fall by the wayside? Why must we assume that the brilliantly dressed pedestrians of NYC, and the like, couldn’t possibly reside in a smaller, quieter, suburban town…or in my case, borough. Suburban dwellers need to be recognized for their creative fashion sense… and I’m about to, “represent!” [sort of embarrassed for my choice of words, but it was incredibly fitting.] Stay tuned…I’ll have some evidence of these well dressed people i speak of, in no time!
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