I'm in Biarritz and I have to admit, there is no real street stylish here - but there may be some surf stylish to report. I just got a new battery for my digital elph so I will snap some pictures. Roxy was here last week - the big women's surf competition but I had just stumbled into town and didn't take full advantage. Have to go into town and buy a firewire cable to start working on my Bread+Butter footage to put on www.girlonthestreet.com. It's still sitting in my video camera. Okay, ciao for now!
Greetings From Biarritz, France.
xo
Chauncey

1. Barcelona! (mostly)

Top to bottom:
(1) Bread and Butter. The best street style goes out to the gorgeous girl from Madrid who is the lead singer of a band.
(2) Paris Metro. She bought the leather du-rag in Africa. She said 'non', you can't get it here (in Paris). Maybe if I asked again she'd say 'oui.'
(3) It's about the studded tan boots lovingly worn being worked with a beat up bolero style denim vest. She pulls this off nicely.
(4) Girl in red hot blue satin jumper enjoys the Wrangler stage.
(5) Peach jeans miss chats on her cell phone with her gorgeously clashing pink and black zebra bag - so Italian
(6) In Barcelona, DJ Premier was performing and I ended up there. I spotted these guys wearing these wacky "New Negro" tee shirts - so I asked. That's their band. New Negro. They proudly posed for the picture, no further explanation.

Welcome to Street Stylish

I thought of this blog today while at the Bread + Butter tradeshow in Barcelona. I don't want Girl on the street to be a street style/fashion website but sometimes the old street style bug rears its visually stimulated head (oh my god I just wrote visually stimulated head).

So here's the deal - I can't even post my pictures until I get back to Paris because I took them with my phone, er, I mean my iphone (no, I don't have an iphone yet. Not an appropriate expenditure as a vagabond in Europe.)

But take my word for it for now -- t-rust me... this one girl from Madrid, who is in a rock band had jet black hair and red lipstick and was wearing some kind of Frida Kahlo-esque red schmata she says she made herself and she was so ad-or-able, preciosa! I can't wait to show you that and other findings.

Lame!!!... I know.....just jabbering on without pictures.. but I swear I'll make up for it asbestos I can. Here's a picture of me in the meantime, though it probably offers little in the way of consolation. Just kidding! I hold my street stylishness to be self evident. Just kidding again! Where do I strike the balance between tediously self-effacing and self-congratulatory? You decide.

(I'm looking at Frida Kahlo now.. Did she even wear this thing on her head? I think I imagined it.)

God Bless America