No one saw this coming, but that's what they said about the homicidal clowns. And Trump. But for a brief moment, let's talk fashion and the latest demon baby 2016 has borne from its festering womb. "WHEN WILL IT END?" they moaned. Relax—as far as the last 300-odd days have gone, this is not that bad.
What are we looking at here? The Warhol-ian shock of hair? The just-right pant crop? Well, yes, but also non! The *shoes,* which commenters have identified as either sailing or scuba shoes or cool-kid Crocs. Whatever they are, they are indicative of the larger, just-as-strange Fashion Tendency of wearing water-sport gear on dry land. Here is a wetsuit in London in September.
And another spotted in New York:
So how do you achieve Street-Style Scuba without looking like a total phony? Or, rather, how do you transcend SSS to look like the sort of Jacques Cousteau polymath who would own not just a rash guard but a whole submarine's worth of them? Simple—after accepting that you are a poseur but that is okay because aren't we all, procure a long-sleeve version from Cover Swim or Cynthia Rowley or J.Crew. Then wear it with skater-y denim and hoodies and T-shirts—with the zipper-y bit uncovered—because if you're going to be a fraud, why not combine multiple subcultures you don't belong to?
Or slip dresses—slip dresses work too.
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