I was never a HUGE fan of the runways. Everything seemed so untouchable, and very difficult to translate to real life. So where do I turn for inspiration? The STREETS, of course. City streets are so alive, and vibrant, and the fashion reflects that.
Meet Fleur, from Paris. First of all, how much am I jealous of her name? I mean, seriously. FLEUR? It means "flower"!!! How stellar is that? Plus, her coat is one of the most beautiful things I've ever seen, and the purple tights just make it that much more special. And who doesn't love the messy-chic hair?
Yay for cool vintage-looking coats, cuffed blue-gray jeans, and killer sneakers.
I would pay anything, GIVE anything, to be able to be in a cool European city riding around on my bike in a cute dress. I hate Pennsylvania.
The whole thing is a little dumpster-chic for me, but those electric blue boots are nirvana. In a shoe. Has anyone ever read the Principles of Love series?
So simple, yet so, so incredibly awesome. This girl outshines the dumpster girl above by a mile.
Oh, me? I'm just a ridiculously awesome hipster with great hair and a killer outfit. No biggy! I'm too cool to care!
Totally office-, even church-appropriate, but so goddam gorgeous.
*Has a jealousy heart attack*
Currently listening to: "New Slang" by the Shins
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Fab post, and good God that bike gave me heart palpitations.
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