I'm fake I'm hip and I know it.
Hotter than a glued on Fendi badge.
Hotter than a fake Louis V bag.
I travel the fashion capitals of the world to take hip photographs of people and then photoshop them out of recognition just because I can, I am the fake sartorialist after all and everything I do becomes fashion history the second I click 'Post to Blog'
Maybe its just the new bike lanes, but Fashion obsessed New Yorkers have been hitting the headlines (and lamp-posts) and getting regular concussions due to fashion labels taking little interest in protective head gear.
We need protective headgear that is reflective of our cultures taste and aesthetics. Headgear that is not affordable to the masses, that makes a statement, that is hand sewn in a small Italian village by celibate nuns.
It might just be a dream today, but someday... on the street ....
Update: As fate would have it: the New York City has been handing out these rather nice safety helmets at community events. (Via Cool Hunting)