‘Fashion is not something that exists in dresses only. Fashion is in the sky, in the street. Fashion has to do with ideas, the way we live, what is happening.’
A cauldron of inspiration and the epicentre of influence- the street has long been an object of obsession for any fashion junkie.
Previously reserved for high culture and the beau monde, it was undoubtedly Yves Saint Lauren who revolutionised the world of haute couture in the 1960‘s. His avant-garde Beat Collection paid tribute to the beatniks who roamed the streets of Paris. Clad in biker jackets and turtle neck sweaters, Saint Lauren was the first ever couturier to take inspiration from clothes already seen on the streets.
Fast forward forty years and the anarchic world of fashion continues to take a leaf out of its very first Saint’s book…
Look at today’s courageous innovators, the likes of Vivienne Westwood, Zandra Rhodes and Betty Jackson. The curators of all things wacky and wonderful are forever indebt to the scene on the street. Be it the swinging sixties, the birth of punk, 90’s grunge or today’s schizophrenic concoction of new rave, boho indie and experiment electro. Such designers see that uninhibited, creative exuberance is never confined to the studio, or the pages of a magazine. But out there, breathing, talking and walking too.
I double dare you not to admire the world’s most stylish pedestrians.
It takes only a few seconds to walk down London’s Camden Town before a sense of euphoria hits. Not a sugar rush, or an alcohol induced high, but a euphoria roused by unusual culprits. Culprits that like to parade around in Doc Martens, chaps and Mohawks…
The inspiration behind The Clash’s acclaimed ‘London Calling’ and home to a sea of colourful markets and eclectic vintage stores; Camden requires a visit quick snap. Attracting almost 10,000 people each weekend, it is essential exploration for any style hungry fashion junkie.
There’s no neutral ground- you will either love or hate Tokyo’s infamous street style capital, Harajuku.
Literally translated as ’pedestrian paradise,’ Harajuku is a hybrid of pioneering and daring costumes. Steeped in subculture, it’s a place where clothing detracts reality and incites fantasy. Abundant in Gothic Lolita’s, anime characters, cyber punks and high school uniforms (even on non-school days,) Harajuku is the Japanese heart of all things weirdly fantastic.
With countless boutiques, select shops and craft stalls, it’s impossible to grow bored. However, if you like your space and a quiet days shopping is more your kind of thing…be wise and avoid. This pedestrian paradise is often so overcrowded it has to be closed to traffic.
Out of New York’s five boroughs, Manhattan guarantees to transport its visitors to an esoteric world of allure and fascination.
Think Sex and the City. Think Woody Allen. Think Times Square and Fifth Avenue. Manhattan certainly needs no introduction.
Whether it’s the look of a budding actor, a failing author or a dormant illustrator, Manhattan’s street style is the quintessence of artistic panache.
With thousands of couture boutiques and even more money friendly alternatives, it’s of little surprise that the city that never sleeps is never very far from fashions top hot spot.
Not as flamboyant as the Bits, Yanks or the Japanese, Milan promises a different kind of fashion fix.
At first, Milanese street style could be labeled pristine but oh so tedious. Immaculate, but lacking character. Safe and not too in your face. After a few hours in Italy’s second largest city however, you can’t help but envy the effortless glamour before you.
Home to Armani and Dolce and Gabbana, Milan’s couture culture is ever present on the streets of Corso Buenos Aires. The leading shopping street, not only in Milan, but all of Europe. It’s pricy, but always makes a great shopping experience. Even if it is the look, but don’t touch kind.