Friday, April 20, 2012

The Sartorialist visits my hometown

I guess you'd call The Sartorialist a fashion blog, but it's not, really -- not in that brandname-dropping, advertorial sort of way.
He takes ordinary people, on ordinary streets, and turns them into fashion statements. He captures fleeting flashes of beauty that most of us walk by everyday -- sunlight on a  French summer dress, a tough New York girl on a bicycle, a tailored business suit that says more about its wearer than words could describe.
He almost never shoots Hong Kong, so I was happy to see him here.
Given that everyone thinks we're all about bling-bling mainland Chinese in head-to-toe LV, I love the fact that The Sartorialist chose for his main Hong Kong image little Indian girl, in what looks like a homemade bright yellow costume and a schoolbag. 
There's also one weird-looking hipster on Wyndham, amid the brick and bamboo scaffolding at the back of the Fringe Club. A more typical image is that of two sexy Asian girls in miniskirts; but the fact that they're at a daipaidong keeps it real. 
He's always asked that his images not be reproduced, so I have to respect that. Click on the links to see them.

1 comment:

  1. The journey is part of the experience - an expression of the seriousness of one's intent. One doesn't take the A train to Mecca.