(images via google, unknown tumblr/sorry, dansedelalune, rachelcomey, sophievaka, lhommerun)
Girls in jeans and breton tops, with their canvas bags, sitting outside cafés reading books and drinking lattes. Some of them wearing just a hint of lipcolour to add polish to their otherwise casual and relaxed appearances. The music playing Peter Sarstedt.
I live in a country where most people pride themselves on not caring about such trivialties as fashion. Where I believe the French aversion to gaudiness comes from sympathising with the sans-culottes after the Revolution (even members of aristocracy started wearing the humble uniform to show their support; and weren’t there rumours of Marie-Antoinette and her circle dressing as peasants?), the root of this mentality in case of the dutch lies in their Calvinistic background. (I always liked the appropriate) symbolic Calvin in Calvin Klein’s label.) But if you think that would lead to penchant for minimalism and uniformity, and abiding the laws of good taste, think again.
Although it may seem liberating at first, this sort of environment can certainly become stifling over time. There are of course notable exceptions, as witnessed on current blogs. As younger generation gets exposed to international fashion via internet, they are experimenting more with tastes and the influence is certainly becoming noticeable.
One of my favourite things to witness, for example, are younger girls working within cultural parameters to achieve something stylish and refined yet restrained. For all their casualwear, there is something deliberate about these looks as they are aware of being seen and taking their responsibility for adding visual noise to the streetscape. They seem navigate this fine line between casual and careless far better than the older generations. These girls might just be the ones the rush in the subtle fashion revolution of the country of Netherlands.