Dyniche and I first met several months ago at the Jackson Blue Line CTA station. I was on my way to Wicker Park to shoot street-style and she was heading to O’Hare Airport to catch a flight. The flight attendant outfit gave away her occupation but I could tell – underneath the corporate uniform – that this woman had some serious style. Her hair was perfectly coiffed, she had on bold red lipstick, and was wearing 4 inch heels. Dyniche was very clearly someone who didn’t let any obstacles like a uniform stand in her way of creating an amazing look. I went right up to her, introduced myself, and told her that if there had been better lighting in the subway station I would have photographed her right then and there for my blog, uniform and all, to illustrate how true style comes from within. We had a great chat about what it’s like to shoot street-style at New York fashion week and how we both started off buying Vogue magazines in middle school with money earned babysitting.

I told her that I believe very strongly in the Jungian concept of synchronicity, and that some day the universe would bring us together again so that I could properly feature her on my blog. Sure enough, two days I ago I saw a jaw-droppingly gorgeous woman with a red beret exiting the T-Mobile store at State and Madison in the Loop. It was almost as though this woman had dressed perfectly to catch my eye. Two of the main things I look for in a female subject are 1) colorful accents, and 2) a strong silhouette. The Alaia-esque form of her coat was like catnip to my eye, taunting me from down the sidewalk. I dashed half a block to catch up with her and lo and behold it was Dyniche!

‘Til the universe brings us together again, here’s to having an incredible sense of style, uniforms and all.