One would notice the individuality that surrounds Manhattan depending on the area. We live in the LES (lower east side) that screams hipster, dark colors and an anything goes kind of apparel. It encourages messy hair and a rolled out of bed look. Walking in Soho and on 5th Avenue you will find a more pulled together look with a lot of fur and a sense of money. The fashion in Manhattan is cutting edge and on any corner little boutiques host one of a kind fashions at any price.
When you walk the streets no one person fits a conformity mold and one starts to notice that anything goes when it comes to fashion. You become more daring, you add more not less and if something speaks to you, you go for it. Black is the color trend and in cold weather states that seems to be the classic color of the season. When the weather turns less cruel so do New Yorkers. We smile a little more, we walk kinder and black gets a brief retirement. Its a play ground for the fashion forward or those on any budget. You can play dress up here from Lady Gaga to as white trash as say Brittney Spears post meltdown. You own it and therefore it looks trendy and it makes you stop and notice.
In Union Square I sat on a bench, people watching. This is easy to do here, and you could really do this for hours. Who needs to TV when the live entertainment value of New Yorkers is entertaining enough. A multicolored wig caught my eye. Not only the color but the height of this thing was impressive. A good ten pounds of fake colored fro, bouncing carelessly as big busts of wind failed to knock the glory off his head. Every color of the rainbow, a teased mess and he was damn proud that he had found it. He was wearing it today and no one could stop him, it would take a short door entrance to knock his prized locks off. Oh and the strut, that man STRUTTED like he was on a runway for Chanel.
And that my friends is New York City. No shame, no conformity and all individuality (with a dash of what some would say is crazy). You can get away with anything here except for urinating in public and fighting in bars. Even the homeless people here are all that and a bag of chips. Every one not only walks really fast here but they walk with purpose and with a strut (unless you are a tourist).
Here's my cheers to NYC. You go New York with your bad self. New york is like an Italian woman, it will cook you a nice meal but if you piss her off it will be quick to give you the middle finger. There's no place like it however I hear London is comparable.
Even the homeless people think they are all that plus a bag of chips?! Ok, someone needs to tell them... ;)
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