In New York City everyone has street style, even those - especially those - who aren't trying.
It's a fascinating multi-cultural melting pot, where everyone looks like an off-duty model, musician or artist, and even street cleaners, preachers and salesmen have class.
Then, come February and September, New York Fashion Week hits, and the real street style - as we now know it - begins. At the Lincoln Centre, and for brief moments outside off-site shows, hundreds of photographers - all stylish in their own right - swarm to snap models, It girls and well-dressed fashion insiders.
Bloggers twirl and network, and with each flash you spot Burberry, Prada and, less expectedly, Birkenstocks. This year, even more than ever, it's cool to be casual - Normcore and sportswear reign, and sneakers, sandals, sports bras and pony-tails say more than a tricked-out dress.
For the more polished - editors, celebrities and the like - it's sleek stilettos and slicked back hair, simple dresses or knee-length skirts, white, white and more white.
During the shows, the street style circus plays on - not all those bloggers have tickets - while inside, the working class of the fashion world, give or take a few It girls and famous faces, sit and take notes in their sensible shoes and skirts.
But step outside the bubble, literally a minute down the road and the fashion crowd dissipates - it's back to workers, tourists, hustlers, and little old ladies - the colourful, fascinating normality of New York.
This year, Tresemme ambassador Candice Lake, the London-based Australian blogger, photographer, model and Vogue contributor, photographed the best hairstyles and looks outside the shows - see our favourite shots here:
