What is the first image that comes to your mind when thinking of Dutch women?
Do you perhaps imagine them idyllically riding their cute bikes, carrying a bunch of tulips in the front basket and smiling to you as you keep on staring and ask yourself how come they can bike and type a message at the same time? Or how they can bike while carrying two kids and a bag of groceries – all on the same bike – while talking on the phone?
It`s true. Dutch women love to bike and are proud of it. And this is, in my opinion, where part of their other characteristics derive from, for good and for worse.
In the first category, I would like to place: their natural look, relaxed and unpretentious air and their athletic, healthy figure.
In the second category, I have to place their clothing choices. It`s quite a pity that such tall, lean women, limit themselves to wearing some unflattering, non-feminine items: bulky cowboy boots, sneakers, boring leggins paired with denim skirts or with crazy dresses, and jeans, lots of jeans. In Summer, the boots are replaced with some ugly bulky slippers, that I`ve never seen worn anywhere else but here and maybe in Germany.
Of course, when you ride a bike every day, you have to be practical and I can understand that. Let`s say you want to wear your new dress today, but, guess what, it`s cold and – what a surprise!- it`s raining at the same time. So what do you do? You take your dress, but you also put on a pair of leggins to keep you warm. Jump in a pair of reliable boots, grab a jacket and off you go!
I have seen this standard outfit so many times that I`ve become full of admiration when I notice a woman on the streets of Amsterdam “daring” to wear something else. Like a trench coat, like a pencil skirt, like some heels.
The selection of photos is mainly made of exceptions, but you will also recognize some of the clichés I mentioned.
I will conclude by saying that Dutch women are some of the most natural I know, in terms of looks, attitude and style. But just how much naturalness one can handle, that`s another story. 🙂