Once upon a style, the street fashion sites looked like a breath fresh air, from the Harajuku collection "Fruits" to the emergence of Hel-looks. The Sartorialist, Face Hunter, and OMFG Misshapes, do you remember Misshapes? It seemed as though they were here to liberate us from the perfect monotony of magazines, which had nothing to do with how real, interesting people dressed. Now many of them kind of look like those magazines, haunting the Fashion Weeks of the world.
(Hel-looks is still mostly my exception to this rule. Call it national pride, or a sense of their lack of selling out, I feel they still feature enough real, different people to be interesting.)
Sometimes I swear if I see another fashionista in the "it-oufit" of her social strata, accompanied by their pretence laissez-fair explanation, of how they don't really follow fashion, but are instead "inspired by sea-captains, bear wranglers, great dead authors they've never read, but whose picture looked cool, the music of the Marsh Hares of Baker St., or some other le vrai chose", I'm gonna take an ax to the computer. And the lack of smiling. Oh with the lack of smiling!
That is not what you will see in Dirt Road Style, a section of this blog where I'll feature pictures of stylish friends, acquaintances and other Island dwellers, wearing outfits of their own, distinct sense of style. Just for fun. Fun dammit.
Give it up Mali, who has more thrifty style, than a pack of rabid grandma's at Good Will.
Mali is wearing all thrifted items, shoes gifted from Milla, and was at the time of the picture-taking suffering from a cold, poor thing. She haunts the magical Dump and the Value Villages from Mt. Vernon to Vancouver with a skill unmatched by any mortal. She likes cats, and big sweaters and cozy shirts.
It's a good thing she uses her powers for good and not evil.
So what do you all think of this here new feature?