Kristina is one of my favourite people on the internet, who is always up to something interesting. Whether it’s capturing the styles of Austin and New York City over at her street style blog The Rebel Waltz, chronicling her own daily outfits, or contributing to Bust Magazine, her optimistic approach to fashion will make you want to play dress up.

How did you dress in high school?
I went to an all-girls uniform-clad high school, so my options were limited. I wore lots of big, crazy earrings and bracelets to try to “express myself” during the week. I think I got in trouble pretty regularly for my fabulously tacky accessories! On the weekend, I experimented more with things like hot pink fishnets, cut up band tees, and funky skirts. I think by senior year my style evolved into something similar to what it is now — more vintage oriented. I do find it funny that years later I’ve reverted to wearing saddle shoes and loafers of my own free will all over again.

Is there a dress code at your internship? Have you ever had to “tone down” your wardrobe for work?
No, thankfully I’ve been lucky when it comes to working and interning in non-corporate dressing environments. Sometimes I can feel overdressed or even costume-y, but people are usually pretty complimentary, especially in NYC, which is where all my internships have been. I felt more overdressed going to college classes in Texas. I definitely remember trying to tone it down a bit there. I tried to only break out the pill box hats and cat eyes on the weekend.

What has been your favourite city to take street style pictures in so far?
Initially I wanted to say New York because obviously the fashion is impeccable, but the thing is, there are so many street style bloggers in NYC that all the same pictures end up all over the internet, especially at fashion related events. Fashion week is just a street style mob scene. The chase can be fun, but also annoying. I will say that taking pics at Brooklyn Flea or summer concerts in the city is always a good time though! If I had to choose, I think I might say San Francisco was my favorite street style city even though I only spent very little time there for a few Popfests. When I did go, I liked that there seemed to be a fun, stylish ease to everyone there. Plus, I’m a sucker for cardigans and chilly weather inspired looks.

What is the most awesomely ridiculous outfit you’ve ever seen on the street?
Well, I really love that super colourful poncho/beret look in the San Francisco post, but the two pictures I think of when I read this question were the hot pink business suit and funk-tastic tie this one busy dude was sporting with no fear whatsoever, going about his day as usual, and the crazy group of awesomeness that I called the Fresh Prince Time Warp. Alone, they would’ve been pretty stylish and awesome. Together, they were unstoppable.

If you could raid any fictional character’s wardrobe, who would you pick?
Oh man, do I have to pick just one? Hmm… Definitely Marlo Thomas in That Girl. Others I’d probably include would be Carey Mulligan’s character, Jenny, in An Education, Jean Seberg in A Bout de Souffle, Audrey Hepburn in Funny Face, and Anna Karina in Une Femme est Une Femme. I like the Parisian looks of the early ’60s. These are characters who are full of effortless style and dresses to fall in love with. I think Marlo Thomas is probably closest to my actual style though, fun and flirty early ’60s. She’s also my hair icon!

I was actually just talking about how inspiring fictional characters are the other day! It’s pretty interesting to see how created characters in pop culture constantly turn up on the runway. Lindsey Weir wore a military jacket long before it was a spring staple, Angela Chase made ’90s grunge chic before the ’90s revival, Blair Waldorf single-handedly made headbands and bows popular again, Carrie Bradshaw made girls everywhere pin flowers to their blouses, and, of course, Betty Draper and Joan Harris brought ’60s glamour to the forefront. I think it was just last year that ’60s silhouettes à la Betty and Joan showed up in both Louis Vuitton and Prada. I’d say this fall season was actually pretty Marlo Thomas-esque!

Kristina’s top ten best-dressed indie bands (in no particular order)
The Bird and the Bee
Camera Obscura
Betty and the Werewolves
The Pains of Being Pure At Heart
The Secret History
Dum Dum Girls
Au Revoir Simone
The Carrots
The School
Agent Ribbons

- Interview by Anna Fitzpatrick

To all the New Yorkers who are looking to get your WORN fix: might we suggest checking out the Word Up pop-up bookshop in Washington Heights? (That’s a bookstore that popped up, not a store that sells exclusively pop-up books for the confused amongst you.) Though it was originally supposed to be open for one month, it is now standing strong at least through September. Visit their website for more information.

Photo by Yana Paskova

I grew up listening to Bob Dylan, watching documentaries about the chain-smoking, smart-talking folk singer, and sitting in corners of bookstores, rifling through an ever-growing pile of Dylan-focused books. I don’t mean “I got into Dylan two years ago, experienced all the hipster-hype, and I’m ‘growing up’ now.” No. I mean that Bob Dylan was a part of my childhood, just like he was a part of my teenage years, just like he will be a part of my adult years.

A couple of Christmases ago I bought my dad the Bob Dylan Scrapbook because I (secretly) wanted to read it first. Then, last summer, I was at an antiques warehouse and bought a 95-cent book from the 1960s for fifteen dollars. It wasn’t even in good shape and I had to glue the cover back on. What can I say? I’m a sucker for a 20-something Dylan in a blazer and dress-shirt, grinning and hiding from the camera.

Daniel Kramer’s Bob Dylan (1967), along with documentaries like Don’t Look Back and No Direction Home, have convinced me that if I were a man, I would do whatever it took to look like Dylan. I’d cut my hair like his, messy and uneven, and I’d wear slim-fitting slacks, blazers, polka-dot shirts, and high-heeled Cuban boots every day of my life. Yes, every day of my life. Oh, and Wayfarers, of course.

Not only would I be a shameless Bob Dylan impersonator, but I’d tell people the real Bob was my grandpa. I’d make up a story about how my grandma met him in Greenwich Village in the sixties, and “it was all very secretive” because I think he was with Suze then.

Everyone would believe me.

Love the button-down, drainpipes, and over-sized blazer combination.
Yellow is definitely Bob’s colour.

This suit suits Mr. Dylan perfectly. I especially like the checked shirt peeking out from under it.

This must be Bob’s favourite suede jacket that Kramer talks about in his book.

- Stephanie Fereiro

In the late 60s, Anton Perich ran an underground film program in Paris that screened the early works of Andy Warhol and Jonas Mekas. When he moved to New York City in the 1970s, he freelanced photography gigs for Interview Magazine and ran one of the very first ‘underground’ cable access shows. He was even an ‘early pioneer’ of digital art, having invented in the late ’70s an ‘electric painting machine’ that was a precursor to the ink-jet printer.

Mr. Perich’s most accessible legacy however, lies in is his YouTube channel, and the uploaded classic fashion show footage he shot during that hedonistic Loft Party/Studio 54 era (the above photo is a Perich — see Andy, Jerry, Paloma and Truman). The videos are shaky and even blurry at times, but don’t let that get in the way of your viewing pleasure. It’s a wonderful documentation of how ye old fashion show might have been presented — on a stage, minus the runway. Given the recent inclination for designers to eschew the typical Fashion Week presentation for more creative events and installations, it’s a wonderful reveal that the more things might change, the more they’ll stay the same (ie. let’s put on a show!).

There’s a Kenzo show where the models prance out in high leather boots, twirling with style to the deep disco and if you look closely, you might spot Jerry Hall, Iman, Patti Hansen (cause everyone was there). Perich even caught a few historical firsts, such as Issey Miyake’s 1975 FIT show (his first in NY). It’s high drama via fuzzy black and white video: models coolly stride out (oh my, is that Pat Cleveland?) to wailing Robert Fripp guitars and Kraftwerk blips (a perfect accompaniment for his billowing and transformative windcoat shapes).

My favourite footage? Grace Jones getting her hair cut. Srsly. It’s a quiet moment between performer and hair dresser that’s incredibly intimate. Get thee to Perich’s channel and watch it for yourself.

-Rea McNamara