Missing Bill...

"There aren’t many New Yorkers whose loss resonates after they’re gone. But Bill Cunningham certainly will be among them," Ralph Gardner Jr wrote in a recent Wall Street Journal article. Gone, our collective Sunday morning ritual; gone too, our fantasy of being photographed by Mr. Cunningham while purposely lingering on the corner of 57th St and Fifth Ave...

Thinking of Bill Cunningham today when we snapped this photo of Nicole standing outside the shop. (Doesn't she look amazing? And, yes, she's in head-to-toe Clementines.)

We (this can be read as the royal "We") notice individual style and want to record it because he taught us how. As The Times' Vanessa Friedman says, He was among the first to recognize the value of observing what people wore in their everyday life, and to understand that it was a reflection of identity and culture, a means of communication used by all, and thus a crucial historical record. Before there was Scott Schuman, a.k.a. “The Sartorialist,” or Tommy Ton, or Phil Oh, there was Bill, riding his bicycle, reporting on what he saw: the idiosyncratic and the ubiquitous, but above all, the honest.

He will be missed...

 


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