Because in the street is where you really live the style, streetstyle becomes an essential source of inspiration in the world of fashion.
Yesterday I left work early in the morning, and due to the good weather I was encouraged to walk through the center to later catch the bus to the town where I live. I am quite an observant person., so after choosing a good music record in my mp3 (no, I don't have iPod) I started walking without thinking too much about anything, for the simple fact of walking enjoying each step…. and I discovered the true meaning of Streetstyle,
Like the world of moda, el style and the trends really interest me (otherwise I would not have this corner in the blogosphere, of course) from time to time my gaze stopped at small details, suggestive clothes or even total looks that walked with me around the city. right on it, in the streetstyle.
I came to the conclusion that beyond a perfect match, some unique or superdesign garments, what else can “wear” a look is the skin that carries it. Those people who, even if they wear jeans and a simple white t-shirt, are capable of flooding a bus stop with style, or that young girl who, with a simple paid school uniform, can turn heads thanks to the light that her gaze and long hair gives off….
Sí, like everywhere, there were people with outfits (cheesy word to refer to "clothes to go out") spectacular. Girls who seemed to have just come out of the catalog of a multinational fashionista, and boys who could perfectly star in the new twilight because of how well combined, but in the end it was more of the same…
What I really liked was seeing those individuals who "passed” of everything, those who did not combine the scarf with the coat, but that thanks to that they achieved an amazing and stimulating combination. Those who go with dirty shoes from so much "enjoying" them… That glamorous lady who just walked out of a thrift store… Those parents who walk with their children and who don't mind kneeling on the ground with them, despite staining his beige chinos… The grandmothers who do not hesitate to take the knitted shawl and queue up at the fishmongers or greengrocers…
I told myself: The style is on the street.
but a real style, a true style that deals with the use of clothing, in all its diversity, for the purposes for which they were created, o no, but that, after all, they continue to fulfill a function. In my city I cannot go through the door of international fashion fairs or catwalks, so i didn't see any model, no trendsetter, nor any fashion editor… where it seems that the viewfinders of wonderful photographers like The Sartorialist have the focus. My city is not too big either, nor does it suffer from fashionista neighborhoods, so I couldn't see too "modern" people either” the con looks completely disruptive.
But I did see a vivid fashion, the reality of a day to day where you have to get dressed to go to college, to work or to buy the food of the day.
As you have already seen, this is a post about StreetStyle without own photographs. At that moment I decided to enjoy the eyes, pero maybe one day I'll be encouraged and start photographing those fashionable things that call my attention from the normality of day to day.
