Though back to school is a concept pioneered to get students out of their summer daze and back in the piratical groove of education, the fact of the matter is, “going back to school” is universally applicable. Whether or not you’ll find yourself head back in the books come September 1, there’s an undeniably eerie feeling that comes along with kissing summer so long. Short Fridays come to an end, office inappropriate wears that were once immediately vindicated with a simple, “sir it’s 167 degrees outside, what should I have worn?” become unmistakably inappropriate and casual day drinking stops registering so casual, perhaps in fact even becomes worrisome. So whats a clown to do?
In light of the damper I’ve just put on your Thursday, see below the pseudo culmination of the entirety of this week’s Urban Outfitter denim challenge, highlighting the denim and such that might just make the transition a bit more seamless. Because being faced with the notion of real life is only as bearable as how…imaginary you can make it.
Seeing as it is, after all, a back to school story, we figured shooting the selects would make perfect sense in Washington Square Park.
Ah, the intergalactic high waist jeans. Essentially, they work as a neutral, the same way leopard print once did and speak volumes to the emerging trends of the looming Fall/Winter, see: Balenciaga, Christopher Kane, my banner, the Star Wars team at large. Poles were climbed to get this shot, so.
Hey, how about a lightweight Mickey sweatshirt equipped with obligatory gold scripture to hang out by the slides and monkey bars with your really, really young friends. I have a couple theories about gold and this season and most of them end in, buy now: wear later. On an unrelated to gold but still important graphic note: some of the additional transition muscle tanks and tees online are pretty rad.
And then there were the geometric eighties party in denim formation. Seamlessly photographed hanging from a tree because if you don’t find yourself doing the same, you can at the very least seek solace in knowing should you sit under the tree, reading books and shit, your ass will not get dirty. Or, maybe it will, but it won’t make much a difference in the grand scheme of this print.
Photographed at top: BDG feather jeans, Jeffrey Campbell heels.
Though highlighted here are a slew of printed jeans, the torn and distressed offerings–my heart is with these and additional muted colored jeans in solid varieties are a pretty easy and effective transition back into the jungle. Also, clear backpacks. What are you thinking?
