Blunted on Reality

I imagine this coat to be owned by someone in the late '70s.I assume they resided in Harlem or somewhere of that sort. The neighborhood was like a rundown version of Paris in which life was lived outside, on the streets. I imagine a culture, different and separate from that of mainstream America,thriving in Harlem.

 My inspiration for these photographs were drawn from American Gangster, Frank Lucas. I originally fell in love with Harlem 2 years ago, before ever planning my escape to New york. Somewhere along the way Brooklyn stole my heart. When I think of 70s Harlem  I think of extreme urban decay and poverty. I also paint pretty pictures of the Harlem Renaissance, and early jazz scene.

…fast forward to January 2014 and here I stand

In late december I decided to give my hair a break from the cold weather and find a suitable protective hairstyle. I decided yarn braids was the way to go. Who doesn't love the idea of sporting fake locs?? Maybe one day I'll build the courage to grow my hair out.

The Details: 

Thrifted sheep fur jacket

J-Brand Lux Sateen pants 

Zara turtle neck

Derek Lam boots