I’ve lived in Seattle’s Capitol Hill district for just over 4 months now and I see things differently. That is to say, I don’t trip over the sidewalk or small dogs in disbelief anymore when I see someone sporting a cherry red beard and coat to match. (I am Not making this up, folks).
Broadway is the place to get a little taste of what I mean. It’s the main drag on top of Capitol Hill, and this colorful, busy street never disappoints for people watching. It is home to a coffee shop and a take-out Indian or Thai place on every block, galleries, boutiques, and enough second-hand fashion shops to put eBay out of business.
So here’s a little fashion show on a typical week day in my hood.















To answer that question, “What would you call this look?” I’d have to say a little Matt Barleyish. I really LOVE that people were willing to pose for you ’cause they KNOW they are lookin’ good.
Definitely Matt Barley. (Sorry Matt, I know you like to be unique.) I would have to say that plastic girl with the purple wig looks the Caitlin. The dog might be my favorite. So what I really want to know, is, what line did you feed these people to get them to stand there for a picture… “hi I’m a journalist with Seattle Bride and I am doing a piece on local pirates..”?
Well, I’m glad you posted this. Just in time, too, because you know that next month I come out to visit you and now I know just what to pack. Dread locks, lavender wigs, and no arms. I think that just about sums it up. But seriously I do want a henna tatoo. Eric said I could tell him anything now and it wouldn’t surprise him so I think that means he’d be thrilled if I got one.
Matt didn’t live in Seatown for years, haning’ with hippies and learn nothing! That is the “only in Seattle” look and Matt’s got it down (maybe improved with a little Mr. Darcey vibe).
That was the funny thing– I didn’t have to tell anyone anything, I’d just say, “Hey, can I take your picture?” Granted…. I did butter them up with a few carefully worded compliments. The guy with the feather kept saying, “Thanks, hey, thanks for taking my picture!”
The crazy thing is, all I have to do to stand out on Broadway is push Freyja’s baby stroller down the street. I lose count of the people who stop to look at her.
Meghan, you are a scream. Just don’t forget your huge red high heels….
Hey… that second hand manikin has his second hand down his pants!!
I think this is my fav blog so far!! You guys are SO good. Keep it up!