April, 2013 - The Seventh Sphinx

It finally feels like springtime in Boston. Sort of. You still need a pretty serious coat but it’s getting there. Here are some shots I took on Newbury Street yesterday.

I need a pair of driving gloves. Clearly.

This guy was wearing a great ivory fisherman sweater (complex cabling, and a color I love) under the leather jacket, the whiskey color of which I also loved.

Magnolia buds

Red!

Loved both of these outfits. So much going on, and so much individuality in each element. Especially like the patterned tights under the ripped jeans and the geometric grandfather cardigan with the leopard headscarf.

This man standing outside the RH gallery looked so polished.

This is one block over, but still.

Can we agree that fashion is not always about utility? Is rather often completely independent of and/or irrelevant to utility? Can be solely about decoration and aesthetics?

OK. So, I sometimes wear fake glasses.

That is, frames with non-prescription lenses.

And why not?

They are awesome.

Why should I be denied an entire category of accessories merely because I have, at the moment, good vision? As Superman teaches us, glasses can completely alter your silhouette, can transform your face. And he didn’t technically need them either.

So, anyway, I have a bunch of fake glasses. I mean, a few, you know. Like you do…

[They’ll come up at some point, I’ll show you.]

And I want another pair. This pair.

These are speaking to me with the simple clarity of destiny. They speak of a new self, and they are persuasive.

Month: April 2013

on the street: springtime on Newbury St.

maybe….these: Warby Parker frames