Expression

Not From These Parts / Tram / 17 June 2019

If we think closely about ourselves, there are colors we tend to flock to in our wardrobe. Mine are white tops, anything denim, and pink. Clothing serves as a form of expression – it shows both how I felt when I put my clothes on and how I will likely continue to feel as the day goes on.

I’ve talked previously about how I take notice to color and as a result have failed to appreciate black and white in the past. Here it is again. A photo of an entire color palette – orange eyeshadow, phone case and top; light blue jeans, nail polish and neighbor; yellow backpack and tram poles; purple hair and jacket.

I often compare my wardrobe to the Czech people around me, instantly feeling out of place. I’m in shorts, the women are in dresses or long skirts. I look American. I wonder how she feels in comparison to the Czech fashion. Powerful. Vulnerable. Unique.

I believe Prague does not have a fashion and street culture like other cities do. I have a friend who just went to Tokyo and reported back on the street wear scene taking place there. Czech fashion is different. Many things I would never wear. Perhaps they are beautifully disconnected from expectations to be fashionable. A life I may envy. Either way she looks good.