This photo was taken several weeks ago, and is actually the first photo I ever took where I purposely aimed to get the hair properly backlit. I mean, it goes without saying that Melanie and her unbelievably gorgeous blond locks of hair were the ideal material to work with.
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Ipek’s look is the epitome of true style. She’s relaxed, confident, and chic without dashing after the latest trends. I was walking down Michigan Avenue while she was walking up when I spotted her strolling with a friend. I just thought she looked so damn cool with her as-of-yet unidentified messenger bag (an unbelievably cool Proenza Schouler PS1) slung over her body, array of bangles and bracelets, fantastic printed harem pants, and ephemeral loose top. The flat shoes really sealed it for me, you all know that I am all about stylish women in flat shoes.
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It was only when I went up to take a photo of her wrist candy that I saw her Cartier LOVE bangle and suede Proenza Schouler PS1. That to me was the best part about her, how an individual like Ipek could rock a look so down-to-earth but luxe it up with iconic accessories hidden within. Real style is all about subtleties. You might remember my photo of Saree, an all-time favorite of mine, who also embodies this idea of young women mixing designer pieces into very toned down looks. One might say that the whole Tom Ford-era YSL/Gucci sexed-up high-glamour fashion aesthetic has never been more out than it is today. To me, it seems that the only explicitly sexual references left on the runway are the bondage/fetish themes perfected at the design houses of Givenchy and Louis Vuitton for Fall. But that’s a subject for a whole other post.
Let me start off by blowing your minds; this photo was not photoshopped. At all. I’ve been approaching street-style with a different attitude lately. Now it’s all about burnishing my skills as a photographer. I had to get to the point where I realized how little I knew in order to truly learn. Isn’t there a famous saying about that? Anyway, a few days ago I dropped in to chat with the boys at Wolf Camera about this annoying problem with the sun flares in my shots. Sean was especially nice in telling me that no, flares are
not a problem. Flares are
fashionable now. It suddenly hit me,
that’s why Rumi and Garance’s photos are always washed out, its
flare. An
ah-ha moment if there ever was one.
After experiencing an artistic revelation of epic proportions, I hadn’t even gotten across the street before I spotted Taylor on Chicago Avenue. In her relaxed, effortlessly chic outfit she would blend seamlessly with the streetstyle in Paris, complete with a small hat. Perfect for catching that flare, I thought to myself. Then I saw the reflection on the car, and it hit me. My inspiration for this photo would be the iconic photograph Terry Richardson took of Kate Moss at the race track. A game-changing photo if there ever was one.
Photo by Terry Richardson
