Suede in the City
All of the NYFW street style moments happening earlier this month have really gotten to me, and I’ll be honest, I can’t help but feel a little FOMO. And no, it’s not necessarily because of the shows, or the parties. What I do fall in love with again and again whenever I’m reminded of New York is the electricity and the hustle and bustle you can’t help but feel when you’re there. I love the energy, the culture, and the way everyone carries themselves, even when they’re probably just running down the street to go to the grocery store. I am a sucker for an artfully pulled together outfit and a beautiful urban setting serving as a backdrop. It’s hard not to be inspired when you’re in a big city. Sometimes, I try to take inspiration from a brisk stroll down the streets of New York when getting dressed here in sunny Southern California. When I’m really feeling the need for some big city vibes, I’ll pull out all the stops: over-the-knee boots, coats, scarves, or this little number: a mini microsuede dress. I’m not going to lie, I almost left my house this morning with a trench coat too, but I reasoned with myself after my phone reminded me that it was a not-so-chilly 78 degrees and sunny outside. Needless to say, I left the coat on the floor of my closet. Maybe next time.
Sure, this outfit isn’t full-blown “winter in the city,” because if I did pull out all the stops, I’d melt. But it’s a representation of something I’ve done ever since I was a kid. I’ve always been prone to pulling inspiration from other places when getting dressed, as if doing so would make me feel closer to the rest of the world in some way. Growing up in Hawaii, so isolated from the faraway places I’d only dreamt of visiting, I proudly owned and wore things that were pretty ridiculous for where I lived–things like boots and scarves and faux leather pants. I spent my entire childhood hoping that one day I’d live in a big city (which is how I ended up moving to Southern California). And whenever I’d travel outside of Oahu, I’d do extensive research about how people dressed wherever it was that I was going. Maybe it was a means of fitting in, or maybe it was my one unspoken, subtle way of trying to feel closer to new places. To really understand how other people lived and moved through the world based on what they wore. It’s funny how the way you dress can actually be a small but powerful means of connecting with the world.
Do you ever get inspired by cities or places you’ve been when getting dressed? What places inspire your style the most?