Monday, January 05, 2004
fashion going, going: gong!
Workers in the financial district in San Francisco consistently wear a veritable uniform, most of it is black. When it's not black, it's navy or grey or camel or brown. Occasionally someone out there enjoys patterns, prints or stripes, and I am grateful.
Being in the dead of "winter" here, it's also a time that we say aloud that we are "freezing" even though it never gets anywhere near zero in this town.
And then there are apparent masochists. I spotted a woman wearing a wool coat, cropped pants and slides. The mere sight of her made me more cold. The only travesty perhaps worse than that also involves cropped pants, but paired with boots.
If you're David Bowie and it's 1978, that's great. If you're Madonna in couture performing in the New York City Virgin Megastore, that's great too.
Anyone else gets the fashion gong.
Being in the dead of "winter" here, it's also a time that we say aloud that we are "freezing" even though it never gets anywhere near zero in this town.
And then there are apparent masochists. I spotted a woman wearing a wool coat, cropped pants and slides. The mere sight of her made me more cold. The only travesty perhaps worse than that also involves cropped pants, but paired with boots.
If you're David Bowie and it's 1978, that's great. If you're Madonna in couture performing in the New York City Virgin Megastore, that's great too.
Anyone else gets the fashion gong.
