New York Street Fashion Photo Diary
The fabulous and the zany, painstakingly collected for your viewing pleasure
I have been thinking of what New York is like this time of year, and all sorts of days are melding in my mind. I can smell the leaves downtown and scattered across the sidewalk and feel the burst of autumnal brightness before the city descends into quiet dark.
Autumn memories: I’m in the West Village shopping for books with two friends one vivid Saturday. I’m taking the subway across the East River with Hamilton blasting in my ears, high on the electric orange trees I saw back home in Sunnyside and high on Lin-Manuel Miranda’s exuberant masterwork and the cerulean sky. I’m at Housing Works bookstore on the Lower East Side, improbably attending a reading, alone, and drawing some of the readers — one was Adam Gopnik — from up in the rafters, while sipping a hot rum drink. They’re reading holiday stories down below, maybe Dickens.
There is no promise like the promise of fall, and few places that rival fall in the American northeast.
So, since I’m missing New York a bit now, I decided it’s time to share my New York fashion photo collection.
I’d wait on sending this out, since I just sent out another newsletter, but it took a dog’s age to upload these photos and sometimes Substack deletes drafts, so I ain’t taking any chances here.
Let’s dive in.
This was my very first photo in my album:
The name of that look is: “impeccable.”
Bushwick was Bushwicking on this weekday afternoon:
I want to go wherever he’s going:
I saw these two lads on Central Park South early one Sunday afternoon, around 2 or 3 PM. It was clear they were coming *home* from a party. I am “cool” if you like nerds and books. They were cool as in drop-dead, actually cool:
It was tough to capture this woman in fabulous head-to-toe 90s-esque florals, but I tried. She was so nimble!
Tourists, for whom I always feel a mix of tenderness and a couple of other feelings:
A Belle at the Ball, one afternoon on the east side of Central Park:
A museum look:
I told this man I adored his fashion sense; he thanked me graciously before our train arrived:
I have so many friends I could send this to, knowing they’d be gleeful:
Hats off to her commitment to Lilly Pulitzer pink and green, and the vaguely Carmen Sandiego feel of this look, although she didn’t look like she was having a good time with that guy:
Seen on the way to a friend’s art opening on the Upper East Side, fall, 2021:
And one of my favorite looks: a swoopy trench. Also a little twinning:
Apparently that’s all I can fit into a newsletter.
But don’t worry: I have an entire other album called Patterns, where people wear pattern repeats, and I’ll upload that sometime if you didn’t get your full of New York fashion.
If you’re in the city, say hi for me and tell it I’m sorry to be away in my favorite season!