Brandon Stanton's Blog, page 452

"I could look poised in a paper bag. These are ladies’...

"I could look poised in a paper bag. These are ladies’ pants, I don’t even care."

Today in microfashion.

Today in microfashion.

Thank [Amorphous Deity used to describe the magic, wonder, and...

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"At this time in my life, there’s nothing I really value...

"At this time in my life, there’s nothing I really value more than interaction with my children, and they’ve just grown so busy that there’s not much of it. All I can really do is trust that they care, even if they don’t communicate it, and reflect on all the times that I didn’t reply to my mother when she sent me things."

May or may not have just passed Mr. Miyagi in the Fulton Street...

May or may not have just passed Mr. Miyagi in the Fulton Street subway station.

"My dad is being a huge asshole right now."“How...

"My dad is being a huge asshole right now."

“How so?”

“He told me all I do is cost him money.”

“Do you mind if I share that?”

“I don’t care. I already did an art piece about it.”

"Hold on. Let me get sexy."

"Hold on. Let me get sexy."

"She passed away when I was 21, two months after we found out...

"She passed away when I was 21, two months after we found out she had cancer."

“How would you say that you are most like her?”

“She was my artistic and fashion inspiration. We were always doing projects together. If there was ever anything I really wanted because everyone at school had it, she’d always say: ‘Let’s make it!’ One time I came home and she had made me some moccasins from a piece of suede.”

"It’s too cold for dadgum pictures!"

"It’s too cold for dadgum pictures!"

"Is there a particular memory that comes to mind most often when...

"Is there a particular memory that comes to mind most often when you think of your youth?"

“We used to spend our summers in the south of France. I remember playing in the spice garden in the backyard of our house.”

“What specifically do you remember doing in the garden?”

“I’d be half in my imagination, and half in reality. The way children are…”

“Can you give an example of that?”

“I don’t know… say that I was playing in a patch of lavender. And I’m smelling the lavender, and holding the lavender. In my imagination, I’d also be in the future, giving the lavender to my family and friends.”