Sometimes I wish I could just wander about the streets, snapping shots of interesting people by day, getting to know their life by night. By sometimes of course I mean I wish this on a daily basis. But alas, my camera is currently galavanting with an unidentified Spaniard in Barcelona.
[Lessons Learned Abroad #37: When in Spain, limit your sangria consumption to ounces, not gallons, and maybe you'll be able to leave with some of your belongings still in your possession- maybe.]
So, here are some images someone else, no one hugely important or anything, snapped during their own fashionable worldy adventures. Enjoy.
*Disclaimer: Not all European motherfuckers look this hip, but I'd say a good amount do.
Just dirty enough that I am not questioning this man's gender. When did someone decide menswear needs to always be androgynous? IIIII, for one, like to spot men as men- at least on occasion.
Dressed obnoxiously, with erratic prints and colors?
Pairing bizarre hemlines with each other?
Unbrushed hair?
Clearly this woman and I would be friends.
Different, but the same. I like this a lot.
Where are you! Can we meet? Can you take me to some art gallery and then on a boat ride down the Seine?
Check the collar detail on this man's shirt.
Combined with his attitude.
Love him. Winner fo sho.
You ladies are exactly like a billion others. Yet you're fashionable because you're able to observe and imitate what you see has been deemed in vogue at the moment. I still like you though, you're cute.
And I want to say, "Here's to me, to go change the world!"
And I want to play 'til they're kickin' down the door.
And I'll be alright long as I ain't seen it all.
And I'm holding tight to that night we had a ball... We had a ball.
Here's to the kids out there smoking in the streets.
They're way too young, but I'm way too old to preach.
They know it all, but they ain't seen the truth.
Just play my song, and I'll show it all to you.
-Kings of Leon.
♥ Lini
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