Olen and Kimberly at W 4th Street Station

I love it when couples dress sort-of alike.

Chi at W 4th Street Station

This is Chi. He had the collar of his blazer turned up and was wearing green loafers. I thoroughly approve of both of these things.

Lawrence and Luciana on Cortelyou Road

I know, I know...this isn't the subway. But Lawrence and Luciana were dressed too well to ignore. This is actually from a couple of weeks back. I was walking to the grocery store when I saw them. They were so lovely.

Embellished Vest on the Q Train

Walker and Chris at W 8 St/NY Aquarium

On Sunday I wanted to go to the beech, so I hopped on the F train bound for Coney Island. I spotted these nice fellas on there. They were talking about snow days (yes, I eavesdrop on the train). I followed them off a stop too early to ask for their picture. Dedicated, I know. Anyway, they were going on a date to the aquarium. This is a good idea. I must try it sometime. 

Lonzo, Omiri, and Olivia at Ditmas Ave

I met Lonzo and his adorable kids on the F train home last night. I couldn't help but to notice his son's mohawk. Hands down, little Omiri's mohawk was the best that I've ever seen on anyone: adult or child, male or female. I have nothing but respect for parents that let their children express themselves this way. They were extremely friendly, albeit, the kiddies were a little sleepy, I think.

My greatest thanks to Lonzo for letting me photograph his kids...I know that can be a little iffy.

First Post

Here we go, yet again, with another blog. Maybe I'm just cursed to constantly create blogs that go nowhere and ultimately serve to embarrass me, but hey, it's fun. This one should be a little more successful, or at least I will enjoy it more as I am moving behind the camera where I am exponentially more comfortable.

Subway Chic is the blog celebrating the diverse fashion that we see on the subway. As a very recent transplant to New York City from Indiana (only a week ago!), I never cease to be amazed at the amazing fashion sense of subway riders that seems to have gone untapped by those mighty bloggers above the ground. After all, why brave the crapped spaces and ungodly heat when fashion companies pay for your car services? But I digress. The main reason that I love recording the fashion on the great underground trains is because it is attainable for someone like me with a limited income. The fashionistas, trendsetters, tastemakers, and others that share the car know what it's like to have to choose between something frivolous (but fun) or their next unlimited monthly MTA pass ($104!). These first photos are from the last week, taken covertly (but probably not so much). Here soon, I hope to get the courage to actually ask people if I may take their pictures. We'll see. These are all taken with my iPhone, by the way. It's much easier to be sneaky and pretend not so convincingly that I'm texting that way.

09.05.2012

There was an impromptu performance by a couple of amateur singers on the 6 Train at Grand Central Station. They were actually very good and my first very cool subway experience.

09.06.2012 

A playful moment between mother and child on the F Train. I couldn't help but to notice how beautiful she is in a very natural sort of way. Just the way a mother should look.

09.08.2012

Apparently, the weekends hate Brooklyn (or at least my part of it) and anytime I wanted to get to or from Manhattan, I had to take a shuttle between Jay Street and 18 Ave. I did discover a seriously cool mosaic at the Jay Street-Metro Tech station. Kudos NYC subway system people.

09.10.2012

iPhones have this incredible way of catching light that digital cameras (or at least my little one) can't seem to do. I liked this view of the last of the evening light on my ride home.

I also immediately noticed this lady and her spectacular straw hat. I like how properly she was sitting, with her ankles crossed and her visor shading her eyes as she read.

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