street style

#nyfw #streetstyle Definitely #yay

New York. I am so curious what comes to people’s minds the moment they hear the name. What do you think of? Now. Now, now.

What do I think of? I’m imagining you asking me and we have this dialogue in our super rich imagination. I’ll do both parts, I’ll draw the dashes like there’s no tomorrow. With you. Though I’m sure your mind is running wild inside that head of yours, too, you just have to see it and release it or, you know, enjoy the pain/pleasure.  

Very interesting. Talking to yourself. Well, actually, having dialogues with yourself. I do it here and I do it publicly, you are super safe on your couch.

New York? You’re asking me.

I am now at this shooting in New York – cough – in a studio that has been arranged as to feel “there”. From the brainstorming, we all concluded that NY is, above all, about the city itself. About what you can see outside the window. Eyes take shapes of the buildings, of the flatiron (building, hello!) and THE streets. Of the street where you can see that beautiful sunset. Ooh!

This is me talking as a future tourist of a place I am super anxious to see and heard every possible clichée about. And then sharing them.

Of the streets?

This is where I intended to get. There are things someone says sometimes, even 8 years ago, and they forever stuck in your memory. Unlike other stuff you heard 5 minutes ago and bye! It’s like you haven’t ever heard of it. A freshly returned from NY (8 years ago fresh) friend told me then: “Jees, the women on the streets of NY, Jees!“.

And this didn’t sound like a clichée to me then. Brasil, Russia would have, but not NY. At least not to my ears. When I heard her, I pictured the image below and 8 years later it became reality:

Both the ones on the right and on the left.

In my imagination, the hair was blonde. The attitude and style, however, were exactly as in the story later told above by @ohwawa_: “Fashion week time. Remember everything isn’t just about the runway, sometimes your runway is just walking the streets of New York. See you soon New Yawkkk!

Because yes, it is about New York Fashion Week and starting last season’s, New York street style has become very personal. Inside and outside shows’ attendees are no longer worn by their clothes. Quite the contrary. Moreover, they are actually represented by their style which is what style does best and so, therefore – ladies and gents! – we finally have street style.

Hashtag.

Or style.

Hashtag.

You’re driving me nuts with all these hashtags. 

Pain/pleasure, remember?

#lfw2016 The Kitten Heel: Who Does It Better?

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“What does it better?” sounds closer to the truth and to the truth we must be heading when trying to answer it. “Who does it better?”, though, kind of sounds better. It does?

The “battle” is between the fashion shows and the street style when it comes to launch a trend. Not that trends are the dictators, I think we passed this phase when we all realised that personal style prevails fashion trends.

But. But!

When we all seemed to have calmed down with the trends va-va-voom, post fall 2016 fashion shows a half a year ago – due to the fresh emerging clothes down the runways – boom! You can ignore the previous “fresh”, because it is nothing (and we all thought it is impossible; nothing is, apparently) compared to the fresh trend that has just emerged for this fall, during the Milan Fashion Week in progress.

Off the street style.

Courtesy of Natasha Goldenberg, Pernille Teisbaek, Annina Mislin and so on.

– The queen of kitten heels is Emmanuelle Alt

Or that of Chanel, Mansur Gavriel, Jimmy Choo, Balenciaga, Prada, Valentino and so on?

Both. I guess it’s chemistry. Chemistry is everything (and sometimes, not this times, yes, timing is a b*tch). Ladies and gentlemen, the kitten heel!

Its popularity started with Audrey Hepburn back in the ’60s as a rebellion against the stiletto (?!)(?!). The oh-so-small heels were introduced in the ’50s for teenage girls as trainer heels (?!), whatever that is. Nowadays, the white sneakers are used – by the whole planet, not just teenage girls – for training, if by training we mean running from show to show. Fashion shows. Because this is where the kitten heels have been reinvented (again).

It makes sense, they’re comfy. And the sneakers mania has to be in the shadow for a bit, just in time for the big revival. The big trend.

Well,  it seems like the kitten is here to stay. Just like the stiletto. And the white sneakers. That’s not just chemistry, that’s ménage à trois. Whatever that is.

P.S.: mind the red top Natasha is wearing.

Eeeeooooeeeeoooo! The red alert.

 

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Pictures via vogue.com

#nyfw Whenever, Wherever

An attire to be worn everywhere and everywhen is something everyone would be so nice to own in their wardrobe. You never know when you have to rush out the door to #nyfw and look your best. Without mussing and fussing about it, though “best” sounds so for fashion week.

Overdressing for fashion week, also, feels so. At least from looking at the pictures on social media, where everyone seems to want to be someone. But why is “everyone” so wrong when “everyone” means yourself?

Is this the reason behind for us all when always getting down to jeans? Or is it just me (still!) looking for the perfect pair of jeans? For ages. From my mom’s belly. I am not kidding and, until further notice, I am so wearing my mom’s jeans. Why am I still looking? For the times when my mom wants what’s hers.

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If only Tamu here and I were friends. I would wear hers when my mom wants mine. Well, hers.

Three chicks here and only two pairs of jeans. Lucky me, I like wearing other people’s jeans.

@tamumcpherson was photographed during #nyfw and Tamu was so being herself. In her (or her mom’s, maybe?) perfect-shade-of-blue jeans.

The aura.

Everything fits so harmoniously on her, it must have took ages – or was she born like this? – to find all these timeless (and oh-so splendid) pieces, but hey! At least there’re timeless.

At least? It’s everything!

A kimono is timeless, it became timeless nowadays. Two years ago I don’t think many of us would have said this, though the kimono, my friends, dates from the seventeenth century. Men – in France – used to wear them as indoor gowns, when, due to their exotic features and relative rarity (they were coming from Japan, after all, in the 1700 something) they became status symbols of wealth. Now on we know.

The mules, well, let’s see if they become timeless. Until then, they look so.

A good white t-shirt is almost as good as a good striped t-shirt.

The bag? You make yours timeless and put a whole lotta stories in it. Just like Tamu here does with the pictures in her camera.

Ra-ra.