From a purely anthropological standpoint, I am fascinated by the teenagers I see around town after school when I’m out running errands. Mostly because, apparently in Manhattan, it is 1996.
They say that fashion is cyclical and I guess they are right. The teenagers in my neighborhood are wearing ditsy floral dresses over shredded black tights, oversize denim jackets over chunky knit sweaters, their hair is expertly mussed and parted deep to the side, their eyebrows are thick and untamed. They look amazing. Like Angela Chase incarnate. I have yet to see any overalls but I am holding out hope! It is delightful!
After the jump, I’ve put together a little guide on how you can get that Manhattan Teen look. For your daughter. Or for yourself! I won’t judge. Docs are insanely comfortable, after all.