Riot in the Streets: The Coolest Girl in the World (Montreal QC, 04/17)

Yesterday was the best day ever; the first warm day Montreal has had this whole cruel, cruel year. It was like "Sunny Afternoon" by the Kinks exploded into real life and I got to spend my whole day jubilantly running around inside of it. Yeah, that's exactly what it was like. I'm never one for false modesty- I looked pretty cute yesterday, fully summered out in short-shorts, sunnies and leopard print ballet flats that I ripped the bows off of. I also crossed out my "McCartney" tattoo with inky black pen and wrote "THE KINKS" overtop of it, which was clever of me. Nevertheless, I was totally upstaged: after photoboothing my face off at the McGill subway station, I re-emerged into the meteorological bliss and had my socks entirely knocked off (well, I would have, but I wasn't wearing any, because it's SUMMER!!!) by the inordinate and enchanting hotness of this girl:

Okay. Are you joking? Is this some sort of weird fashion prank that the ghost of Elsa Schiaparelli played on me? How can anyone be so cool as she is? I can't even deal with it. This girl's whole summer babe thing would be Street Style quality even without the cello/double bass/whatever-the-hell she was rolling down the block like it was nothing. I love the monochromatic brown, the shape of her glasses nails that generally unattainable midpoint between class and wack, and her vintage day dress fits her like a damned Hermes glove. But obviously the whole thing is elevated from "normal awesome" to "stunningly iconic" by the presence of the GIGANTIC STRINGED INSTRUMENT. I flipped the hell out to this girl over how amazing she looked- I was in a real dither over her and can barely remember what went down, but I vaguely recall saying something along the lines of, "That's the BEST accessory I've ever seen!"

Seriously. Who needs Chanel when you have a cello?

Posted by Laura in Street Style
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