The concept of street style makes very little sense to anyone who doesn’t directly work in or follow the fashion industry.
“You mean to tell me that people…take photos…of other people’s clothes?”
“And they’re not celebrities?”
Not in the traditional sense, no.
“They just dress cool?”
So, I don’t blame anyone, really — and especially not my parents, nor my grandma — for not quite understanding this whole thing. For many, the runway is for fashion; the street is for walking and the paparazzi is for Ellen DeGeneres or The Beatles.
There’s this viral thing that I’ve seen on Instagram that’s like, “When you show your mom a funny meme and she asks, ‘Who is that?’ Mom! Just laugh and then move along!” Street style operates in a similar way. You just want to show your dad a cool pair of pants, have him agree that they’re cool, and then move along with your damn day.
But no. Dad cannot look at a pair of ripped jeans without asking how much you paid for something that’s already falling apart.
Mom cannot look at a photo of a well-dressed woman without asking if she’s your friend, and why haven’t you introduced her?
Grandma cannot look at anyone without a hat. And somehow it’s your fault if you show her a snapshot of someone without one, as though they were a child who you neglected to properly dress.
If you can relate, I warn you now: don’t show Milan street style to your dad, grandma or mom.
But just in case you’re homesick, I captioned the photos as though you did.
(P.S. Shout out to the dressers of this circuit. You guys nailed it. You always do.)