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  • Mysteries of Science

    I have seen Hasidic Jews in Brooklyn strolling on the absolute hottest days fully dressed – layered in black (or navy), even with wool hats (streimel), in what appears to be the most uncomfortable wardrobe imaginable. And on occasion, we do see Islamic women fully draped in black on hot summer days. Of course there are religious elements at work here, and when one is dealing with religion, fashion and comfort play second fiddle.

    But there are many others, as shown in today’s photo collage, where the appearance alone of wardrobe appears to trump cooling comfort. Even on a blistering hot and humid August day, take a walk through the East Village, and you will witness any number dressed in tight black jeans and heavy boots.

    Unfortunately, the issue of black versus white clothing and heat is not as simple as the fact that black absorbs heat from sunlight and white reflects it. There are additional considerations – how tight the garments are, wind speed, and the reflection/absorption by the clothing of heat from the body. White will reflect body heat back, and black will absorb body heat, so the net effect of loose white clothing is actually less cooling.
    From an article from the Straight Dope by Cecil Adams, Does black clothing keep you cooler?

    Desert-dwelling nomadic people such as the Tuaregs wear loose-fitting black clothing, and have been doing so for a very, very long time. If there were an advantage to wearing white clothes, you’d certainly expect they’d have figured that out by now.

    Apart from color, there is also the issue of full dress. I have also met numerous individuals, both men and women, who will not wear shorts, skirts, sandals, or any wardrobe elements that expose the legs or feet – only what summer heat requires for maximum cooling. In these cases, there is also no religious dogma; perhaps the operative factors are vanity and/or self-consciousness about their bodies.

    Or maybe there are some fundamental differences in human physiology. Have you ever noticed people in a wardrobe of dress clothes on a hot day who do not look the least bit uncomfortable or even show one drop of perspiration? Another mystery of science…

    Photo Note: These photos were all taken in Washington Square Park on very hot days during this summer.


  • Eight Twenty Five

    Posted on by Brian Dubé

    From time to time, early in the morning, I have heard the lone voice of a bagpipe from my window. This is peculiar enough, but what has been even more perplexing is that it frequently happens early on a weekday. This meant that I had to discount many theories – festivals, funerals, or other functions. It has since occurred to me that someone uses the park space as a good location to practice – playing bagpipes at home would not be looked at favorably by significant others or neighbors in an apartment building.

    Of course, the simplest solution to satisfy my curiosity would have been to dress quickly, leave the house, and chase down the sound. But the times when I have heard the bagpipes being played have been rather inauspicious.

    Yesterday, Wednesday at 8:25 AM, on a beautiful sunny morning, I believe I encountered my mystery man taking a nap.
    I do not know where you live, but seeing a man fully clad in Scottish Highland dress at 8:25 AM, snoozing on a park bench, is somewhat startling. I am not sure why a man needs to dress in such a way so early in the morning if he is practicing and not performing, but I am sure that there are things about this man’s musical practice which I do not know.

    Of course, I admit that this search for absolute reason is rather parental. There are many things that people do which are not necessary, particularly in this city, such as being tattooed, eating at midnight, and taking photographs of someone napping on a New York City park bench in Scottish Highland dress early in the morning.

    People come to New York City for many reasons – for an opportunity to make money, to pursue a creative interest, or just to be themselves in any way they want. And the beauty of it is that you can do it here without hardly turning an eye, except, perhaps, by that of a photographer carrying a camera at 8:25 AM 🙂

    Photo Note: The oval-shaped article on the man’s lap is a sporran, a pouch that functions as a pocket when wearing the pocketless Scottish kilt.

    Other People Posts of Interest: TasteOnly In New York, Out There, Spike, Narcissism Gone Wild, A Colorful LifeSpring Madness, Walid SoroorNew Yawk Style, New York NymphSuperheroes, Balsamic VinaigretteFacts and Fiction, Tale of Two ColorsSnake Charmer, ParasolCircus Amok, Piercing Al Fresco, Flamboyant, Color Brigade, New Yorkers Gone Wild, Debutante Ball, Fashion Forward

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  • Time Has Come

    Posted on by Brian Dubé

    Although there are some very outrageous participants in the annual Gay Pride Parade, most New Yorkers realize that, like any other parade, the dress and manner of the paraders does not typify their everyday life. They only represent a small number of the huge LGBT community – many members of the gay community do not participate at all.  Certainly there are members of any group who are flamboyant, but I always point out to those who are new to the parade that this is their day to act out, just like revelers on many other occasions. As the photos indicate, this is, literally and figuratively, a rainbow coalition.

    The parade is enormous at this point in time – hundreds of thousands attend. The parade begins at 52nd Street and works its way down Fifth Avenue, ending in the West Village. There are floats and groups representing teachers, other professionals, civil servants, and politicians (both members of the gay community and those with a strong support for their causes). Apart from the serious agenda, the event has an extremely festive character – it could easily be mistaken for a dance parade. The event is part of Gay Pride week; some of the photos are from Friday’s Dyke Parade.

    With much of the road already paved after decades of struggles, same-sex marriage is one of the last important hurdles to the gay movement. The push for same-sex marriage shows a serious interest in committed relationships. The passing of such laws should do much to stabilizing lifestyles and gaining greater acceptance by societies at large – the gay community’s ultimate goal.

    Six states have already legalized same-sex marriages (Massachusetts, Connecticut, Iowa, Maine, New Hampshire, and Vermont) – some currently being performed, others to begin in the near future. Ironically, New York State, which is liberal with one of the largest numbers of gays in the United States, is lagging in passing its own legislation.  But I am sure it is just a question of how long for legislation, whose time has come…

    Related Posts: Steal the Show, Dyke March, Rubyfruit Bar and Grill, Gay Liberation Monument, Pride March 2007, Gay Pride Parade 2006

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  • Cosmetics

    Posted on by Brian Dubé


    What is more unsettling than contact with a crustie? How about a crustie wearing a pet rat? (If you are not familiar with crusties, see my previous posting here). Take a close look at the photo, and you will see that this girl is sporting a white rat under her hair on the back of her neck. A crustie’s dreadlocks typically goes unwashed, so I imagine her hair provides not only a secluded spot for her companion but also a nesting ground for a variety of flora, fauna, and other edibles.

    You expect many strange things in New York City – it is a magnet for the fringe elements of society. But there are things that shock even a seasoned New Yorker. For me, a crustie with a rat around her neck was one of them.
    People know the city is extremely liberal and, most of all, tolerant. There are individuals involved in all manner of activities in public; frequently, authorities and law enforcement just turn a blind eye. Two nights ago, two mounted police officers observed the onset of a fight, one individual wielding a guitar as a weapon. The officers left – no one knows why. The fight escalated, and one individual was knocked unconscious, required an ambulance, and was taken to a hospital. Those of us who witnessed the occurrence are convinced that in any other locale, there is no way that someone that menacing would have been left unchecked.

    One issue is, of course, that many activities which are disturbing or distasteful are technically not against the law, and individuals here are brazen enough to have tested the law many times, risking arrest. Many criminals are quite street savvy and know exactly what is required to be arrested. Even those who are technically engaging in activities for which they can be arrested are a problem; most are released the next day and are back out on the street. My contact with crusties has been rather benign, but they have been a serious problem – see this New York Times article here.

    But what to do with the “undesirables” or homeless? It would seem that outreach programs would make sense, but I rarely see or hear of any efforts like this anymore. Many homeless prefer the freedom of the streets to shelters or programs, so there is resistance to being helped.

    New York City is a center of fashion, and even the homeless often have a sense of style, putting together an outfit from whatever is available. I like our crustie’s earpiece made from a small twig and flower…

    Note: One posting that many readers commented on was about Stephanie, a young homeless woman who lived on Spring Street for quite some time. I saw Stephanie using makeup a number of times – somewhat repellent to watch and sad, but in another way heartening to see that the girl still had human dignity and enough pride to make an effort using cosmetics.

    Posted on by Brian Dubé

  • Mermaid Parade 2009

    Posted on by Brian Dubé

    This is the 2009 annual Coney Island Mermaid Parade. The weather was chilly and rainy, but the turnout was good and fun was had by all. This annual parade is one of the most enjoyable in New York City. The parade route includes the Coney Island boardwalk. The Atlantic Ocean is a wonderful locale to view the creative costuming with a mermaid and start of summer theme. See the full gallery of photos here.

    Photo Note: Make sure to click on photo to enlarge for detailed view!

    Related Posts: Mermaid Parade 2006, Mermaid Parade 2007

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  • Facts and Fiction

    Posted on by Brian Dubé

    When someone looks like this, photographers take notice. However, how to proceed? I discussed the dilemma of shooting people at close range in my recent posting, Walid Soroor.

    I pointed this man out to a couple of friends who agreed that this man’s appearance was definitely out there and blog worthy. A suggestion was made to approach him directly and ask his permission. Legally, photos taken in public for non-advertising purposes do not require permission, but cooperation, when you get it, not only makes the process immensely more comfortable but also leads to better photos and some nice side benefits. Like a name, biographical facts about a person, email address, and possibly the raison d’etre for their extreme style.

    Although wild speculation is a lot of fun, the person behind the surface is rarely who you imagine, and often, the truth is more interesting than fiction. I am comfortable approaching strangers, but I do feel that it requires a certain amount of “getting into character,” like an actor, selling myself, and convincing the subject that I am a serious person and that the photos will be used in a respectable manner.
    In this case, a brief introduction, along with a New York Daily Photo business card, sealed the deal, and my subject said, “Fire away.” I relayed the green light to my friend, photographer Bill Shatto, and the impromptu location photo shoot began.

    I learned that our subject, Jim Vehap, was born on the Lower East Side, an authentic New Yorker now living in Milwaukee with family. He is half Albanian and half Italian. His tattoos were done at the time of his 6-year stint in the Marines (Beirut 1983). The shirt was a bicycling jersey, and the origin of the plaid shorts was not discussed. I suggested he might consider modeling – he said others had recommended that he look into this. He asked how he might pursue this, and Bill acquainted him with the Ross Report, a industry publication which includes listings for casting agents, studios, talent agencies, and others in the film and TV business.

    Jim works as a paralegal and had interest at one time in pursuing a masters degree in theology. Quite an amalgam of contrasts. Not the man I thought at all – another case of facts more interesting than fiction…

    Photo Note: Look closely here and you will find an assortment of piercings – nipple, navel, and ears – and closeups of Jim’s tattoos, including ones reading Rare Breed and Rude Boy.

    Related Postings: Out There, Spike, Narcissism Gone WildSuperheroes, Snake Charmer, Circus Amok, Fashion Forward, Piercing Al Fresco

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  • Dance Parade 2009

    Posted on by Brian Dubé


    Saturday was the 3rd annual Dance Parade. Many asked me the reason for the parade – they seemed perplexed. I answered, “to celebrate dance.” I’m not sure a parade needs more of a reason – perhaps so many are estranged from celebration and unmitigated fun that something of this nature grates against their being.

    The parade started at 28th and Broadway and headed south, finishing in Tompkins Square Park for the Dancefest from 3-7pm with continuous performances on stage. The other participants did plenty of milling and strutting along, with numerous spontaneous performances.

    Every imaginable type of dance was represented with broad ethnic diversity. There was Samba, belly dancing, swing, Korean traditional dance, Polynesian, Indian, Nepalese, Afro Latino, Mexican Folkloric, modern, tap, jazz, disco, ballet, plenty of hoop dancers, and other creative works. Dance lessons were offered, and after parties were thrown around the neighborhood.
    The parade itself had many participants who were not really dancers but, true to New York City style, no one was policing or jurying marchers. Only the desire to be involved was required.

    I thought one of the most striking ensembles was Shir Dance – see their website here. Four women did two living statue movement pieces – the colors and images were quite striking. You can see more images of them and others in my gallery of parade photos here

    Posted on by Brian Dubé

  • Easter Parade 2009

    This is my 4th year at the annual Easter Parade and Easter Bonnet Festival. The dress goes way beyond the traditional bonnet and fancy dresses for Easter Sunday. There are some extravagant and outrageous outfits. The “parade” is really is more of a loose gathering – there is no marching or parade movement from one destination to another. It takes place along Fifth Avenue from 49th to 57th Streets, which is closed to traffic from 10 a.m. until 4 p.m. The best spot is around St Patrick’s Cathedral, which is where I concentrated my strolling and shooting. The weather was rather brisk but sunny, and a good time was had by all.

    If you want to get a look at what the Easter Parade is like, you can see my blog postings and photos from the last three years here:
    Easter Parade 2006
    Easter Parade 2007
    Easter Parade 2008


  • New Yorkers Gone Wild

     

    I’ve written before about how New York City not only tolerates the unconventional but also embraces, nurtures, and even encourages it. Iconoclasm is celebrated here. I had a high school English teacher who was personally frustrated with the ostracism for thinking differently in a small town. He encouraged us to attend university in a large city and move from the provincial small town environment.

    One day, he announced that although it was required to have the local paper in the classroom, we would not be reading it – we would be reading the New York Times. The local paper, he said, would remain stacked in the corner and was suitable for training your cat. A bit harsh and disrespectful of local talent, but it was the Dead Poet Society of my youth. I shared his frustrations, and his advice had an influence on my decision to move to New York City.

    I think things have changed much since that time. Electronic media, styles, and popular culture are much more quickly adopted across the globe. However, at a core level, most people really don’t like the offbeat or unusual, excepting for some, perhaps, a period of wild youth and rebellion. Take a look at some of the captures I have gotten in the last three years.

    First, we have André. I called this posting Out There, because he really is. In this second photo, Fashion Forward, he poses for me with an unusual dresser. I have subsequently met André on numerous occasions and have learned that he has done quite a bit of fashion work – he has graced the cover of French Vogue and has his own Wikipedia page. Spike is a character who could easily be subject to hostility in another environment. Here, we have a man who travels with an exotic bird, boa, and small alligator .

    Women who dress provocatively will always get some looks, but I can’t imagine the reaction in a small town to women dressed like some whom I photographed. Take a look at Narcissism Gone Wild, the Water Sprites, this urban Wood Nymph, topless women in a Dyke March, the bearded lady who founded Circus Amok, and a group of metal fans in Piercing Al Fresco.

    I had to hustle to capture the woman in today’s photo. I loved the geometrically designed coat as well as the snakes on her legs, which I assumed were tattoos, not printed hose. I never got a chance to ask her or give her my card – I imagine she likely would have posed as would any New Yorker Gone Wild…

    Related Postings:  Spring Madness, The Dance Parade, Twelve Tribes, Penny Farthing, Homeless Art, Superheroes


  • Uggly or Not

    For some time now, I have been fixated on capturing the Uggly phenomenon in New York City. In fact, I have made general announcements to friends and coworkers just last week that I was waiting for an opportunity – perhaps a group of young women.

    Imagine my elation as I witnessed what appeared to be a made-to-order event. On Saturday morning I noticed a couple not only both wearing Ugg boots but also toting Ugg-branded bags. It felt like I was seeing the smoking gun after a crime. This couple obviously had just purchased a pair of boots in complementary colors – the classic beige for him and black for her. This case was His and Hers Uggs, and they were quite happy. In a bizarre, fortuitous twist, the woman actually posed for a photo with an Ugg bag on each side of her (photo upper right). Quite pleased with the results of the photo session (lower left), the couple went off stepping proudly down Mercer Street.

    The story of Uggs is a long and sordid war story. The sheepskin boot goes back millennia, and their use in Australia is attributed to the fact that they are the world’s largest producer of wool. Popularity of sheepskin boots rose with their use in World War I & II by aviators to keep their feet warm in non-pressurized cabins. They were popular with surfers since the 1960s for keeping their feet warm while out of the water.

    In 1971, Shane Stedman registered the term Ugh-boot, as well as other terms, with the Australian Trade Mark Registry. In 1999, the Ugg name was purchased by Deckers Outdoor Corporation, which began aggressively pursuing Australian manufacturers using variants of the Ugg name. However, the terms ug, ugg, and ugh have been used generically by the Australians since the 1950s. Blue Mountain Uggs go back to 1933. In 2006, Uggs-N-Rugs (an Australian manufacturer) was successful in having ug, ugg and ugh boots removed from the Australian Trademarks Registry. Read a history here.

    Ironically, ugg boots were never intended as street wear but rather for short term and/or indoor use (recommended to be worn sockless for maximum warmth – ugh). That stops no one, of course, from unintended use, much as we see Land Rovers driven in Manhattan. (See my story, Different Bummer, on shuttershades.)

    So after half a century, why the sudden interest, in spite of the fact that some consider them quite hideous? I have read reports by doctors warning of foot problems owing to their lack of support. Many reasons have been given for their boom in popularity, including the purchase of 350 pairs for $50,000 by Oprah for her staff, and its listing on Oprah’s Favorite Things show. Adoption by celebrities such as Kate Moss, Sienna Miller, Sarah Jessica Parker, Gwyneth Paltrow, Jessica Alba, Brad Pitt, Jennifer Anniston, and a myriad of others has also been cited.

    But for our couple, all that matters is that they procured the latest rage in fashion in the USA and wore their his-and-hers pair proudly in the streets of New York City, Uggly or not…

    More about the companies: Decker (publicly traded DECK) was founded in 1973 and is headquartered in California. Sales in 2008 were $580 million. The bulk of their sales comes from Ugg boots. Although still branded Ugg Australia, shoes are now manufactured in China. Copies can be found everywhere, of course, and can be had for a fraction of the price of the Ugg brand.
    Companies like Blue Mountain, Nganjo, Jumbo Ugg, and Uggs-N-Rugs do manufacture in Australia and have campaigned for consumers to patronize their brands, which they claim as not only more authentic but also higher in quality and a better value.


  • Halloween Parade 2008 Part 2

    (See Part 1 here)

    Here is Part 2 of the annual Village Halloween Parade – make sure to click the photo to enlarge the image.

    As promised, here is the gallery of over 40 photos on my Flickr site.


  • Halloween Parade 2008

    I have attended the annual Village Halloween Parade for many years, battling the crowds. Unless one arrives very early and jockeys for a good viewing position, it is virtually futile to attend. Nearly all the side streets on both sides of 6th Avenue for the entire parade route (of nearly 1.5 miles) overflow with people and are cordoned off early by the police. Like myself, most city residents I know have essentially given up on attending. I now typically just peruse the streets after the parade ends; costumed participants continue to mill around until the wee hours of the morning.

    However, since the inception of this blog, I have obtained a press pass, allowing me to roam freely among the paraders. This privilege is extraordinary, as the parade has become virtually unmanageable with the enormous number attending – estimated at 2 million. The history of this parade is an artistic one, so the costuming is particularly creative. Many plan for this in advance with enormous amounts of preparation. There are floats and very elaborate displays. The standards are high and the number of participants is huge; it is difficult to see more than a small fraction of the outstanding costumes. Tomorrow I will post another collage as Part 2 and a gallery of photos on my Flickr site…

    NOTE: A history of the parade, with links and photos from the past two years can be found on my previous postings: Halloween Parade Preview 2006, Halloween Parade 2006, Village Parade 2007 Preview, Village Halloween Parade 2007, Village Halloween Parade 2007 Part 2


  • Zombiecon

    This was the fourth annual Zombiecon, a celebration of the living dead. There is very little information about the event on the official website. The dearth of info, either pre- or post-event, is reminiscent of a Flash Mob. One observer called Zombiecon a “weird hybrid of flash mob, pub crawl, and “Thriller” video.”

    However, it is not truly a flash mob because of its spontaneous, unplanned nature, but the loose structure of this event does give it the feel of one. I wrote about flash mobs and smart mobs in my articles on the International Pillow Fight and the Silent Rave (Part 1 and Part 2). To be notified and involved in these events, you will need to be in the loop or connected, and the same appears to be true with Zombiecon.

    The New York Times said, “This loosely organized spectacle will roam the streets of Manhattan, dressed in their best grave-defying fashions and gaping wounds, spending the afternoon scaring children and shopkeepers and hunting for brains (and beer)”

    It appeared that Zombiecon 2008, which is a loosely structured “parade” around Manhattan, terminated in Union Square, where I happened upon it by accident. The group was hard to miss. As typifies many NYC events of this nature, there were many creative, clever, and inventive costume concepts. I used one of the more benign participants for my photo choice; most were much more ghoulish and bloody, and the thought of a photo starting the week on a Monday morning (not to mention being on this site in perpetuity) was not an appealing prospect. For more photos of the macabre, you can see hundreds of galleries on Flickr.  For me, I prefer a milder image before lunch…


  • Fluff

    When viewed in the grand scheme of things, and in light of life’s serious problems, fashion, trends, and style can seem very unimportant, fluffy, superficial, so temporal, and perhaps even boring. I watch runway models on television and I am incredulous that people take fashion so seriously and that there is an enormous industry built around what a few have decided will be next, draping it on walking sticks and then parading the result for admiring hordes who hang on every crease.

    But then, we are not always looking at the grand scheme, and it’s not healthy to only live indulging in life’s serious problems. And a world without style would be a more boring one. We don’t want our lives to be guided strictly by utility and designed by bookkeepers. We need style just like we need flowers and parades, as I wrote about in Gratuitous in Nature and Let’s Have a Parade.

    I have only been into Trash and Vaudeville once, many years ago. I considered it a must-do since I have walked by it literally hundreds of times and it is a landmark retailer, located on the major thoroughfare in the East Village: St. Marks Place. It occupies two floors (Trash upstairs and Vaudeville in the basement) at number 4 St. Marks, an 1831 Federalist-style building. I only vaguely recall the visit and did not spend much time. The store’s origins goes back to 1971 and has been a destination for punk and goth clothing and shoes, with a history of selling to celebs such as the Ramones. Perusing various online review sites, I see that the place is still looked on quite favorably by many, so I imagine this place would be fun for those disposed to the punk/goth genre.

    I remember being with a friend one night who was on an absolutely hysterical rant over Marshmallow Fluff. His central point was that when it comes to fluff, only America could invent and successfully market such a product, one that he saw as emblematic of much that he hated about America. But I must confess – as a child, I just loved Marshmallow Fluff…

    Photo Note: I originally took this photo because I thought the pile of trash in front of Trash was so appropriately ironic. But my posting took its typical twists and turns in the course of writing.


  • Crustie

    I really wanted a full ensemble of crusties, but not knowing when or if I may have the opportunity to photograph a group, I present you with a lone crustie girl.

    I did actually have opportunity some time ago for group shots, but a photographer friend and I both found them rather menacing, and we were unsure as to the reaction we would get if we fired away with professional-looking photo equipment. So we abstained. However, since that time I have been yearning to capture crusties for this blog. The woman in this posting was photographed in Tompkins Square Park, where groups of crusties can sometimes be found.

    What is a crustie? A contemporary nomadic bohemian. Anti-authority with varying politically nihilistic values such as anti-work, anti-government, anti-war, anti-religion, anti-vivisection, and anti-civilization. Of course, there have been many other subcultures that loosely fit this definition, such as hippies, with whom crusties have much in common.

    The countercultural incarnation known as crusties have their own brand with signature characteristics, the most apparent being the rejection of bathing, dirty clothing in drab brown, greens and black, and dirty dreaded hair – hence the term “crustie.” A dog is a common accessory, as seen in the photo. Other accoutrement are butt flaps, tattoos, clothing patches, punk rock hair styles, bullet belts, and sleeveless jean jackets.

    Fundamentally homeless, crusties survive using various means, such as dumpster diving and begging. They are sometimes associated with crust punk (or crustcore), originally known as Stenchcore, founded by the bands Amebix and Anitisect in Britain in the 1980s. In the USA, crust punk began in NYC with Nausea from the Lower East Side.

    I’m fascinated by subcultures so wide and deep, with a long history and about which I was completely uninformed…



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