
I had a wicked case of insomnia last night, resulting in madly clicking through fashion week street style images at 4:00 am. Suffice to say, it was a bad scene friends.
It could have been my bleary eyed exhaustion, but, after a few minutes, all the outfits started to just sort of blur together in a giant mash-up of cobalt blue and Celine bags and dashes of neon and brightly painted nails and wrists full of bangles...
Don't get me wrong, there was some major sartorial eye candy happening in these formidable ensembles. And certainly I admired the wearers' boldness and fearless embrace of color and pattern and accessories (boldness and fearless embrace in matters of dressing not being my strong suit), but because everyone looked exactly the same, nobody looked fresh.
I was quickly bored with all the excitement.
But then that image above of Vogue editors Meredith Melling Burke and Hanneli Mustaparta popped up, and I was shook out of my visual stupor. They just look so modern and easy and, well...awesomely simple. Not overthought or self conscious or uncomfortable. They look like women there to notice rather than to be noticed. I've been thinking about the image all day, which is not something I can say about any of the other photos (and there were hundreds friends, did I mention it was a bad scene?) I came across during my early morning Internet-fest.
Hmm...
It could have been my bleary eyed exhaustion, but, after a few minutes, all the outfits started to just sort of blur together in a giant mash-up of cobalt blue and Celine bags and dashes of neon and brightly painted nails and wrists full of bangles...
Don't get me wrong, there was some major sartorial eye candy happening in these formidable ensembles. And certainly I admired the wearers' boldness and fearless embrace of color and pattern and accessories (boldness and fearless embrace in matters of dressing not being my strong suit), but because everyone looked exactly the same, nobody looked fresh.
I was quickly bored with all the excitement.
But then that image above of Vogue editors Meredith Melling Burke and Hanneli Mustaparta popped up, and I was shook out of my visual stupor. They just look so modern and easy and, well...awesomely simple. Not overthought or self conscious or uncomfortable. They look like women there to notice rather than to be noticed. I've been thinking about the image all day, which is not something I can say about any of the other photos (and there were hundreds friends, did I mention it was a bad scene?) I came across during my early morning Internet-fest.
Hmm...


































