“You caught me at my most slobbish,” Laura said to me when I stopped her at the corner of Sansom and 17th. “Then I’d love to run into…
I stopped Nikki as she was about to step into a tattoo shop on 4th Street to get her elbow done. “It’s going to suck!” she told me.…
“I was feeling very Prince today,” Isaiah told me, on his way to a photo shoot. He describes his style as “sleek, edgy, and androgynous,” all attributes the…
Kat has gotten quite adept at recognizing the potential in the clothes her mother no longer wants. That bleached denim jacket was hers. So was the Gap sweater.…
Monika described her style to me as “a good mix of ’90s, classic style, and a little bit of western minimalism.” I’m not sure what western minimalism is,…
I first photographed Lukeja back in February of 2013. I didn’t recognize her when I saw her walking around Center City the other day. But she remembered me,…
Nearly everything Gibbs is wearing in this shot has either been personalized in some significant way or has a personal story attached to it. As an anthropologist, that’s…
“I usually dress way more conservative than this,” J. told me, as we stood at the entrance off an alleyway off of 17th St. “I usually dress like…
I could see Aubrie’s vintage Liz Claiborne scarf from hundreds of feet away, that classic color-blocked patchwork that Claiborne has made so synonymous with her brand. Funny how…
My street style photography has always been circular. I seem to loop back around to a certain core aesthetic, an aesthetic, I might add, that has remained essentially…
I’m taking a break from posting my pictures from New York Fashion Week. After a while, those images start to get old. All flash and no substance. Clothes…