My first blog crush can be found over here at Tuin Woman (to see my original post, click here), where her blog/project is called Au Coin De Ma Rue. So unique, and very interactive with individuals on the street in her joint cities of Brussels and Amsterdam.
Very much like blog crush secondus. If you don't know of Scott Schuman's The Sartorialist, allow me to introduce you to your next time-suck on the ole tripple-dub. But, knowing the folks that visit here episodically (you lot, there), I'm 98 points positive you all are well aware of Scott and his lovely better half, Garance Doré and their fashion blogs. Scott Schuman has been steadily working for many fashion publications since the early successes of his blog. This man of taste with the nonpareil "eye" of the street fashionista is really quite extraordinary ... truly.
I thought my interest in fashion and luxury (which began in earnest after acquiring my first Armani topcoat in my teens which I proudly wore to Spago back in the day the same week my mom (sweet mum) opened her boutique) would launch a luxury network. After law school I founded LuxeMont.com (and its various subs) a full 2 - 3 years ahead of the curve from the other websites who began chasing this high-end niche. Not quite, not just yet.
I'll be surprised if i'm not hit with a C and D (cease and desist) for my rather liberal reposting of Scott's original shots, but below are several of my all-time street shots from thesartoliralist.com., with my accompanying commentary to prove-up my bonafides as a recurrent visitor. I've wanted to do this post for forever and a day, but today is finally the day (well, it's actually, like 2am or something thereabouts, but you get my drift, Dear Reader, especially because you also post in the middle of the night as well, n'est pas?).
Easter in Harlem, New York City:
I mean, would you look at this shot? Good gawd that's good. Good? Nah, brilliant. Makes me sick with envy to see Scott so good at what he does. The gentleman in the suit looks like the type of cat that Tommy might meet up with at the crossroads to sell his ever-lovin' soul (nod to O Brother, Where Art Thou?). He has that vibe that Tarantino searches for in his films. Dude is just B-A-D A-Double-Ass. If there were ever a time to visit Harlem for a fashion photog uber blogger, Easter Sunday is the day. Can I get an Amen?! As someone who lived in South Central for almost ten years, I know of which I speak when it comes to an Easter parade.
University Place, New York City:
I hate to quote myself, but what the hay (or is it hey! ?): Unbeknownst to Scott, he has captured "Botticelli's 'birth of venus' writ moderne." Truly extraordinary coincidence! I mean look at the wind in her hair; the hair color; the pose. All we need is a clam shell behind the poor girl, et voila! Writ moderne, baby. But, Mr. Schuman does that continually, viz., he captures a moment with his skilled eye and he nails his subject mid-pose, almost a mise en scene of a street artist. Because that's what Scott is, a moving, roving artist with camera (say it like Jenna from 30Rock, CAmerahh, to capture the Manhattan moment of it all) in hand, and he snaps and snags and shares with us his day's catch, dragging it back to the cave for all of us in his tribe to appreciate and become sated with his subjects' unique choice for ensemble.
New Oxford Street, London
Well, below is my favorite shot ever on thesartorialist.com. How can a photog get this lucky? I'm talking about her porcelain doll skin color, the wet pavers, the black/dark brown background, her ensemble (or is it a uniform and she a player?), the colors of her coat (even its lining!), the bows in her hair, her ruby red lipstick, and would you look a that ribbon tied on her case? Good cripes this shot kills me. What say you, Dear Reader? We already know what Karena *(our blogger pal at her eponymous named blog ... see her comment below as well!).
Poolside, Los Angeles:
Had to comment here, because, frankly Scott is never in LA. Well, rarely. LA has so much style, but it is not displayed or concentrated like it is in New York because truly no one walks in LA (great Motel's song from the 80's), and we have this urban sprawl thing happening here in LA County and SoCal. But, there is a great deal fashion and style, and one does see it exemplified in the rapidly gentrifying downtown LA district, East LA, West Hollywood/Melrose area, Los Feliz, Santa Monica and of course Beverly Hills, but it's a bit dated.
I've seen this dude on thesartorialist.com a few times. He's got this "v" thing happening. His hand tat, the lapels of his jacket, the shape of his face/beard, everything is a wedge on this fellow, as he pierces his way through life.