NYFW Street Style: All Blue Outside Lincoln Center

Just about every street style blog I follow — minus, perhaps, The Sartorialist and Lord Ashbury — goes through the occasional slow period. Posts get further and further apart. Days, even weeks go by without anything new. Often, these slow periods correspond with winter, when shooting street style is physically painful to accomplish. Other times, they correspond with summer, when bloggers, like everyone else, go on vacation. But just as often they set on as a gradually building fatigue. Posting cool pictures of cool people just stops feeling as rewarding as it did before. You start to wonder just what it is you are doing — what it all means, what it's all for. And once you sink deep enough in that shit, it's hard to pull yourself out again.

I'm going through something of a slow period right now myself. It's not quite as existentially-weighty as the one I just described, but it's producing the same effect: less new content on my blog. As you know, I've been slowly depleting the fruits of past labors, i.e. stuff I shot at last New York Fashion Week, like this post. But I think the cause of this blogging fatigue is a fairly common one: the knowledge that a new fashion month is about to be upon us. Soon, hundreds of bloggers will descend upon New York, London, Milan, and Paris to brave the cold and shoot style stars in their less-than-weather-appropriate attire. We will spend our days on foot and in taxi, running from one runway show to another, calling out the names of models, editors, and buyers, so that they'll turn around and pose for us for a few seconds. I — like plenty of other bloggers at this very moment — am storing up energy. Street style hibernation.