I was sitting at my usual corner in that little coffee shop on 5th Avenue, you know the one with the terrible Wi-Fi but amazing oat milk lattes, when it hit me. Something’s shifting. Not in a dramatic, runway-show kind of way, but in these quiet, everyday moments. Like the girl two tables over, typing away on her laptop, wearing what I can only describe as the perfect ‘I didn’t try too hard but I absolutely did’ outfit. Oversized blazer, vintage band tee, and these wide-leg trousers that somehow looked both slouchy and sharp. It wasn’t just her; it’s everywhere lately. On the subway, I’ve been seeing less of those…