Having packed and moved to Vancouver, a beautiful city in every respect, I believe I am surrounded by a new wave of fashion. Here there is Street Fashion and there is Urban Fashion. I have yet to coin the words more accurately, but for the moment those will do.
Street Fashion shall be referrred to as the true fashion of the daily person. These being Emily Carr schoolgoers, Kitsilano residers, and anyone else who dresses to express rather than to impress. There is something about this city that instills a hint of "cool" in just about every individual. And it shows in their attire. Cuffs, plaids, greens, messy little buns, crazy rimmed glasses, wooly knits, beautiful tiny purses, and little shoes. You could call them Off-the-Runway looks. You could call them hipster, artists, Vancouverites, (but its not just them). I shall call them Expressionists.
And then there are the Urban Dressers. Go downtown to Robson Street. Oh these people know how to dress. Pinstripes, Summer Suits, Designer Bags, Expensive Heels. Its all there. The latest trends fresh from the Runway, you can tell, because they are dressed to the T, but also in the way they walk. They are busy, mostly. They strut to and fro. Downtowners. They look good, don't get me wrong. But there is something missing. A spirit perhaps, beyond the external. No expression of any soul. No art in the apparel, no fun. Just an expression of money and being up-to date with the best and newest.
Don't get me wrong, they both dress well. I personally enjoy them both, they both look good. They fill the city with perfect shots for my dear camera, turning it into a constant runway. But I admire the Expressionists.
