Going out on the streets here is always an adventure. The fashion in London is quite extreme. There are the dapper businessmen in the business district but the young people fashion trends are quite ummm… strange. We like to joke that it looks like kindergartners with no supervision who dress themselves. The further into ‘young hip’ areas that you go, the worse the clothes. My friend Tamara says she feels like she lives in a bad 80s movie every day. The strange thing is that no one pays attention. People walk down the street and pay no mind to someone in a teal ruffled prom dress and hot pink tights- it’s just another Tuesday. I frequently marvel that the only one giving the man with a giant orange mohawk strange looks is me. People just don’t care or even notice. However:
I went running in shorts when it was in the low 40s a few days ago and people stopped and stared at me like I was a two headed monster. It was the most quizzical looks too, like they couldn’t figure out exactly what I was doing. If it had been any colder they may have had me committed.
Next time I am just going to go running in my ruffled teal prom dress with hot pink tights. No one will even notice.