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In a message dated 11/14/03 10:34:39 AM Eastern Standard Time, [log in to unmask] writes:

It's New York. You can do whatever the hell you want, wearing whatever the hell you want.

However, the sandals with socks will give you away (to the locals, at least) as a tourist. The colorful knit stocking hat could give people the impression that you're a Rasta Man, but might give a flavor of locality rather than foreignness.

Which reminds me, I saw some guy (perhaps a Sikh, or maybe just a wannabe) the other night with his hair wrapped in some sort of cloth and piled up so high on top of his head that he looked (from the rear) like Marge Simpson.

Did I tell the Pinheads about the time 20 years ago when I saw some guy walking through Herald Square wearing fringed leather cowboy chaps? Or the time in the lobby of my very own Lincoln Building where I heard a vaguely familiar metallic jingling in the lobby (which is marble clad and echoes beautifully) and looked toward the source of the sound, where I saw a Nubian gentleman wearing spurs on his way to get an elevator?

I realize that NewYawkers get a warm fuzzy feeling inside when they think they are unique. However, this stuff goes on in any big city. Two examples are: A negro State Department sweetie in the early '70's in bright red lipstick and high heels who liked to drop a lace hanky in front in any person who went into the men's room at the Geology Department at George Washington University in DC, the peekaboo bra street walker I saw who was simultaneously pick pocketing and servicing a "friend" on "The Strip" in Baltimore. I could quickly come up with more examples in Atlanta, LA, and Boston, but who really cares about this stuff? It's boring after you become as jaded as all Pinheads seem to be. The more people that you have in any one area, the more likely it becomes that one will see the fringes of human behavior; that is just life in the present, past, and future.