Shmuly, Mimulo

Shmuly is the Mimulo Man. And his personal style certainly suits the place. Suspenders? Suspenders are awesome. Also the slim fit of his clothes. Something that is all too rare in this world of Israeli, French, and other foreign nationalities of bochurim. Slim, but not tight. The color choice is also a good one. Not garish, very natural. Grey and green are great combinations. 

Adidas. I am very, very, very fond of Adidas. And check out the subtly striped pants. 

A closer look at the suspenders:

Great-Grandmother's Ring - Bunch O' Bagels

Just - lovely. I love unique, unusual pieces of jewelry that have a history. 

Yehudis, Sara, and Chaya - Bunch O' Bagels

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 I present these three young ladies, whom I spotted having lunch at Bunch O' Bagels. (If you girls read this, I really want to thank you for saying yes to my decidedly odd request. You restored my faith in humanity!)

Let's start with Yehudis:
The tartan skirt was what originally caught my eye. I don't know why, but this vaguely British pattern is not one I see often. Worn with this buttery blue jacket, the plaid is visually arresting, but not jarring. And it fits Yehudis so well.
I also really enjoyed the usage of blue. I have a thing about matching/coordinating different elements in outfits, and Yehudis did just that very well.
A closer look at her braid, and casually knotted cream scarf:

I loved the detail on this jacket - the pocket, shoulder-thingy, tight sleeves.
Her boots were also unusual. They are the ubiquitous slightly worn brown leather, but the lacing at the ankle is something I've never seen. It contributed to the (unintentional, I'm sure) woodsman reference:

Now we move on to Sara. What drew me here was the soft colors and fabrics Sara used. I covet - very, very much so - Sara's beret. It is the perfect beret. Big enough and soft.... and a wonderful color. I wasn't quite able to catch it, but she also had this lovely embroidered detail on her capped sleeves.

Last - but not least! - we have Chaya. Chaya also had a lovely coordinated element to her outfit, and coincidentally, in the same color family. A perfectly faded jean skirt (another item I covet), intriguingly patterned hoodie with that delicious faux-fur color, and lovely, lovely Wellies.

Another thing I loved about Chaya (well, all the sisters, really) was her hair. She had it piled up in a semi-beehive:

Notice the red pen anchoring the whole shebang:

And an aged-to-an-almost-purple leather bag:

Raizel, BunchO'Bagels

BsdRaizel takes the typical frum girl spring silhouette and twists it. Yes, there's the jean skirt. Yes, there's the black jacket. Yes, there's the tights and flats and sunglasses and scarf. But they all have a twist (Well, except for the skirt. But you gotta have a base to build off of, you know?). I couldn't get a good shot of her military-inspired jacket, so please, click on the above photo for a better look. 

In the meantime, let's look at lovely purple sunnies that coordinate so well with the incongruous, but intriguingly patterned scarf (New York spring weather is sooo schizophrenic!).
Continuing the purple them, we have spunky footless tights worn with pleated sand-colored flats. 

Shiny Shoes, Crown Heights

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New feature announcement: When girls in Crown Heights refuse to let me take pictures of their their full outfits, I'm going to ask if I can shoot their shoes.  (Or when the shoes are just absolutely fantastic. I love shoes. Please, check out Shoeblog.com or Robert Avrech's Friday Footwear posts, and join me in Shoe Fantasy Land). 

Anyway, these are gorgeous. Disco-ball shiny, four inch heel, perfect peep-toe. Stunning. 

Take a closer look, please. 
SIGH. 

(I need to go shoe shopping.)

Doorman, Central Park

BsdThis gentleman healed my soul from that encounter with Subway Lady. I stopped to take a picture of him, and he approached my friend and I so that I could get a better shot. Thank you, Mr. Doorman! 

I know this is a uniform, but man, it's pretty snazzy. I 'd love to see a bochur try to pull off a top hat in Crown Heights.