This girl was moving really quickly thru the Christmas shopper crowd on a recent Saturday on the King's Road. And I was in pursuit. Got this quick shot & was gaining on her to see if she was photogenic (she was) & was just about to ask her, when she ducked into a doorway (like a home, not a shop). She gave me the slip! I'm sure she didn't see me.
Now, I'm fully aware I didn't get her permission, and if she gets in touch, I might have to take this down... I mean, this is quite a mad English eccentric look, but there was something about her energy, and confidence.. I kind of like it. Granted, it breaks every fashion rule (my mom was pretty lax with our wardrobes, she pretty much let us do our own thing - but I do remember her teaching me that you can't mix patterns. 'Why?' 'Don't ask me: it's the rule'.)
Well I say: when it comes to style, some rules are meant to be broken. Altho, this might be a step too far. Jury's out, cupcakes: what's your verdict?