Showing posts with label King Street. Show all posts
Showing posts with label King Street. Show all posts

6/18/2012

King Street (Pert WA)


King Street is a flashback of Perth splendorous past and a street listed with the Heritage Council of Western Australia. It traverses the two main arteries of the CBD -Murray and Hay St- and is metres away from the other artery -William Street- but it has a completely different vibe and atmosphere from those. 

King Street looks like a piece of old Europe transported to our laid back Perth.
Despite its narrowness and short length, the street concentrates a considerable number of high-end fashion shops gracefully mixed with others more accessible, and a few cafés and bistros. However, it is not an ostentatious street per se, but for the brands that have decided to settle here. In other words, the posh shops have settled here because the street has class, it is not that the street has class because it has fancy shops.

I love the fact that, despite being so central and surrounded by busy streets, King St never seems to be too busy or overcrowded. On the contrary, is peaceful, quiet and pleasant to walk around. It is very cinematic, in a way; the sort of little street that you'd see reproduced in Hollywood studios for romantic movie scenes at night. 
It has a sort of micro climate, too, and it always feels colder than the surrounding area.

King Street attracts an increasing number of newly-weeds, with their lovable joyful aura of happiness, dismounting from their hired limousine or Rolls-Royce, walking hand by hand and kissing while professional photographers immortalise the moment in front of the poshest shops: Tiffany's and Louis Vuitton amongst the preferred. "Oh Gosh of the Tiffanian Olympus bless our union with plenty of Vuittoned family members. Amen".  The wedding, and even proposal, love parade on the Street reflects, in a way, the day-dreaming and aspirations of many young well-off people (getting rich fast from mining, building, and land and stock-market speculation) enamoured and obsessed with well-known luxury brands, which give them the look they are looking for their newly-found public persona. I don't want to be hyper-critical. I love "Bally" bags and some jewellery by Tiffany's, but I don't think I would parade in front of any of those shops on my wedding day. Mr Bally is not going to give me what I don't have, make me happier, or make my wedding day more memorable.  
 

If you aren't a local, include King Street in your visit itinerary. Wander around. Seat at any café and get the vibe of the city, especially during the weekends, as this is Perth's G-spot. Right there. Yeah baby. Don't hesitate to enter any shop, even the poshest ones, this is Perth after all, a casual city where rich people can wear flip-flops and talk as if you were deaf. I have always found that if you enter the poshest shop with poise and emitting the vibe "I am a posh in disguise" everybody is going to respect you and bow at you. In fact, I am always surprised at finding those high-end shop attendants and doormen at King St attentive and respectful, while petty shop attendants in the CBD give you the cold shoulder just because they decide that their stuff is not for you.