London Style

We live not according to reason, but according to fashion.
–Seneca

From the beginning, one of the things I liked about London is one simple fact:

You can wear anything here!

And when I say anything, I mean it. Gone are the polished days of London Fog trenchcoats, black bowlers and Burberry plaids. (Well, the Burberry knock-offs are still everywhere– yuck).

Now I cannot claim to be a fashionista, but I do know a FASHION DON’T when I see one. Put simply, it is that person that makes you say “What?!” to your friend/spouse/self the moment you see them.

So, in honor of London’s renegade style, its obession with chasing celebrities no one anywhere else has ever heard of (Davina Mccall? Dannii Minogue?), and because I have a new, subtle, quiet, Sony Ericsson camera phone, I have launched a spinoff:

The People’s Paparazzi©

Have a look! And don’t let me catch you!

Elizabeth Howard

Elizabeth writes literary non-fiction, haiku, cultural rants, and Demand Poetry in order to forward the cause of beautiful writing. She calls London, Kansas City, and Iowa home. 

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