When Roads Felt Like Home

Last year saw some raised fashionable eyebrows when Hedi Slimane launched her fall-winter collection for Saint Laurent. No, punk and grunge were not back, at least not in their whole, overwhelming, on the face selves. But they certainly seemed to have inspired even the most tailored of Slimane's outfits.

The word Grunge was supposedly taken as anti fashion. As I was watching a documentary on Vogue's journey so far, almost all the editors sort of did not like the 90s: the years of Nirvana, Courntey Love, ripped jackets, ripped fishnets, greasy hair,  dr. Martins...They were glad that it got over and designers were launching new things.

Even when no one is launching anything, even when there seems to be all rest and calm, youth finds its way into alternate fashion. Every year, you can see thousands of men and women rocking the look on tumbler and pinterest. There always seems to be a team against the picture perfect, dolled up majority.

The mainstream will always resist the extreme. But rebels will do what they do best. No matter how many nude pumps are manufactured yearly, no matter how much the beauty salons have appreciated their incomes,  the grunge, the bohemian or both will always be there.

So have you liked my Facebook page yet.

The girls in the picture below caught my fancy every afternoon before their performances at Auto Expo. Loved the way they dressed and sat there everyday, carefree, not giving a damn to the world.