Bill Cunningham New York

I guess it was late 2011 or early 2012 when I saw and fell in love with this documentary. It paints a portrait of an incredible man who leaves you in awe by the time the credits roll. He is humble and that is such a rare characteristic. I just wanna sit in some crummy two-bit deli with him and chat over sandwiches and coffee. Bill just comes across as so genuine and sweet. My mum bought me a copy of his book Facades for Christmas last year and every page holds a photograph more gorgeous than the last. Bill Cunningham, I adore you.

(photo kidnapped from impawards)