SF Street Fashion: Defending San Francisco's Sartorial Strength
According to some magazine called GQ, San Francisco is "sartorially-challenged." They ran an article that ranked the worst-dressed cities in America, and we came in at number 20. I took the ranking personally; I happen to think San Francisco has great style. And since when is GQ a fashion magazine? I thought its purpose was to showcase shirtless men and pantsless women. No clothes means no fashion, right?
Apparently our biggest fashion crime is opting for understated, colorless attire. We offered some entirely valid excuses for our ineptness last week, such as BART seats grimy enough to destroy an outfit, but I'm not ready to admit we don't look good. Besides, the New York Times says we're cute. So there.
S.F. style takes risks. That's what I love about it and that's what makes it stand out. Here are some wild, colorful defenders of San Francisco's good name. I'm starting out with the minor risk-takers and then raising the stakes.
This gentleman starts us off on the mellow side. He caught my eye as he was making his way through a crowd of commuters on Market and I knew I had to chase him down. (Fashionable city-dwellers, walk slower! I'm tired of sprinting after you all the time.) I am totally enamored with his take on regular office wear. The floral shirt, the denim jacket, and the scarf all turn it from bland to handsome.