I experienced my first NYC catcall today. That's right, I looked SO good that construction workers from Queens were hollering at me in the streets. Actually, they were more heckling me, which is fine as well. I was strolling through SoHo wearing a Ralph Lauren 'Big Pony' polo
(which btw is Ah-May-Zing! They come in the best colors and the fit is so right. They also have polo match ones where there are like 15 ponies and riders squaring off. Well, maybe not 15 but, you get the idea. ANYWAYS...) my cute new H&M white cuffed shorts, vintage lightweight wool blazer and brown leather wingtips. Oh, did I mention knee-high argyle socks? You can see my inspiration here. Oh yea. This is the part where the catcalls come in.
(which btw is Ah-May-Zing! They come in the best colors and the fit is so right. They also have polo match ones where there are like 15 ponies and riders squaring off. Well, maybe not 15 but, you get the idea. ANYWAYS...) my cute new H&M white cuffed shorts, vintage lightweight wool blazer and brown leather wingtips. Oh, did I mention knee-high argyle socks? You can see my inspiration here. Oh yea. This is the part where the catcalls come in.
The look was first featured (or will be featured) in the new issue of CHAOS, due to be released at any moment now. It is something that I was pretty adamant about doing to capture the British schoolboy theme that we emulated so damn well. And its New York, if there's anyplace in the world that I can pull this look off, it's here.
I just don't understand where a bunch of Gambinos from Queens get off coming to SOHO and heckling a fashionisto on the street halfway between Spring and Broome. The knee-high sock thing is definitely something that is an upcoming trend for men but you probably wont see more of it until S/S 2010. It goes hand in hand with the nerd chic movement that is inspiring oh-so-many slick hair parts and Buddy Holly glasses.
The moral of the story is: fashion is meant to be unexpected so play with it and have FUN! As long as your comfortable in it and it makes you feel sexy, it's SO all good. It's way better to have Queens construction workers heckle you in SoHo and get those demure glances from passer-by's on the street in the West Village than to have no reaction at all.
