Fashion Week is a myth. Well, maybe more like a misnomer. While the seasonal proceedings in each global metropolis (New York, London, Milan, Paris) last approximately seven days, the cumulative tour spans more like a month.
Which is to say that Nordstrom’s traveling trend spotter, Crystal Nicodemus, is practically a decathlete. Amidst days on end spent fighting jet lag and jogging between the venues of every major women’s runway show, she still scores shot after killer shot of the world’s best dressed.
Keep reading for additional highlights from Crystal’s social anthropology of the female of the species in London and Milan (as observed on our sister blog, The Thread)—blue-haired mermaids, stiletto-clad cyclists and all.
First stop, London:
Top knot x crop top = Dream Woman 2014.
Aviator-equipped Kerry Pieri is an ace editor at Harper’s Bazaar.
Channeling Jean Seberg.
Girls in cozy sweaters: turtleneck edition.
….and, rad ripped jeans edition.
…and, rare kicks edition.
Caution: Cat eye sunglasses make women look amused, whether they actually are or not.
Mirrored shades and slip-ons—a girl after our own hearts.
Whoa—a rare shock of color amidst the growingly popular monochrome.
And that brings us to Milan…
…where the citizens seem friendly enough, even if their shirts suggest otherwise:
Every week should be Shark Week.
Eva Chen, editor-in-chief at Lucky magazine.
Digging her leafy tropical print against the ancient stonework. (Nice one, Crystal.)
She must have read our post with the leather joggers.
Pattern mixing at its finest. (Now you know what to do with your koi-print tie.)
Military inspiration. We salute you.
Palazzo: (n) A palatial building—or pair of pants—esp. in Italy.
[All photos by Crystal Nicodemus.]