Edited by Jessica Lapidos
In a city where open container laws simply do not exist, liquor is sold by the fishbowl, and streets are closed at night to ensure that pedestrians have full run of the bars, people are out and dressed to the hilt. Well, almost all. I’m not counting the 35,000 Lutherans gathering for some kind of convention in Church-themed t-shirts, trolling around Nawlins allegedly not drinking. Those I did find nearly all happened to be involved in fashion one way or another. I met indie designers, stylists, a Princess, and one guy who, outside of work, strictly wears platform Jeffery Campbells. Take a look.