The creation of “An Illustrated Guide to Style” is, as with human conception, the direct consequence of two independent factors converging at an auspicious moment. The first was a day in October when I had the pleasure of looking up and seeing only exquisitely stylish people. One such person is a rare occurrence in Seattle; a panorama of them representing a complete spectrum of killer sartorial perspectives is pretty much unheard of. The euphoria this produced in me was, and remains, remarkable.
The second, less starry-eyed factor: my friends are sick of me talking about clothes and (I suspect) pushed me towards a more active outlet for this most passionate of hobbies to just shut me up already. Yeah, that’s going to backfire on them.
Why illustration? Well, I wanted to play the rich history of fashion illustration off the dynamism of documenting street style - the evocative power of lines versus the clarity and “objectivity” of the lens - and also, um, circumnavigate my lackluster photography skills.
So from here on out, I’ll be roaming the streets in search of (some might say) comically oversized accessories, a little thing I like to call Barbarian Chic, shift dresses, quiet men in cuffed trousers, and whatever other stylistic flights of fancy catch my eye.