This Bud's For You

Ring around the rosie, pocket full of groceries. Pants please, pants please, give me those pants!

This Bun's For You

Eeny meeny miny moe...bun the jeans and the momo!

Printemps

Chin up! Those prints work together like (a) magic (eye)!

Loaf Him or Leave Him

Blonde on Blonde

Blonde on blonde are on the subway. Blonde jumps off. Who is left?
On Blonde.

Fair on fair, denim on denim (on denim), art on art. Love on love.

French Fries

Serving up some great legs (and decent style) in Paris. Can I get some legs with that?

Cheeky in le Marais

Isn't Narcissism a French Word?

I caught this hip hippy checking her reflection in a bank window. She tugged at her face, watching as the wrinkles disappeared and then settled back into place. It was a sobering moment, and one that made me appreciate my youth...and backback purses and Tex-Mex headbands.

My Blue Heaven

Horrible pics, but she is my pick for best dressed in Paris. Messy hair with light ends, blazer, and streamlined denim tucked into matching high-tops...Cool as a cucumber.

Rachel Comey Fall 08 Preview?

Close Call in Paris

Over My Dead Body

A bicycle over Montmartre Cemetery

L'Androgynie

A beautiful boy with all the right moves in Paris.

Abracadabra

Pulling off a rabbit in a hat - Paris

Walkin' on Seineshine

St. Paws Cathedral

The walkers are on all fours in this London edition of Game Pet Match.

Dance Away

No, I didn't see Bryan Ferry in London (I wish). I am litchrully (sound it out) asking this GF to kindly remove herself and her dance-pants so I can see her boyfriend! Still worth posting based on the view of his great shoes...and of St. Paul's Cathedral.

Mind the Gap!

Great COMME des CROTCH pants outside the Tate Modern in London.

...And in Camden Town.

Jants Across the Pond

At a cross in London.

Fee Fie Foe Fum

"I smell the blood of an Englishman!" Near Victoria station in London.

Hipster Granny

Those Buns

His stride is straight off the catwalk. Maybe he is late for a go-see with Tyra.

Her Eggcellence

Sunny-side up anyone? Creamy knits, a camel saddle bag slung across her chest, and a fantastically vibrant yellow turban with white on top. Hats off to her!

Mixed Nutts

I mean that with the utmost respect. Seriously. My first two subjects honestly made my day. First Meet Morton, with his sweaters (why wear just one?) and scarf. One more "sweetheart" out of his mouth and I would have run away with him forever.

I could not understand this woman's name through her thick accent. I did manage to hear that she found her jacket at the Monterey Jazz Festival, which she has attended for 10 years. I wanted to snatch her jacket and glasses and run for it! I should mix-matchup she and Morton, but this blog is not meant to be a dating service.

And today's (tribal, Cosby, geometric, Tex Mex print) theme continues...

Great Jacket - Horrible photo. I was driving and managed to snap it through the window.

Tag He's It

When I say camera you say phone: Camera - Phone! Camera - Phone!

Foxy Brown

The Carpet Matches the Drapes

Come out come out wherever you are! A few close calls in the last couple days, but I've hit a dryspell in the pool of inspiring individual style. Today's post is a perfect example of the "like pet, like owner" drama that plays out on my street each day. There is more where this came from!

Papa's Got a Brand New Bag

Brace Yourself

Green With Envy

It's a Girl!

Here's to my perfect strangers. The diamonds in the rough. Pushing envelopes always, whether you mean to or not.