With rare exceptions, Riga dwellers dress quite nicely to be out in public. We were warned to not bring logo covered clothes as this was strictly not done. We have found that that isn't completely true but there definitely is less than what we see in the States. (we were also told that Latvians don't smile but we haven't found that to be the case at all)
Women's boots and shoes are quite fabulous. Our landlady promises that Spring will feature all of the young ladies blooming in bright colors, short skirts and high heels. Our friend, the late Joanne Burns, would have gone crazy here for the shoes - when she was alive she had every available space in her flat filled with new shoes, some never worn and still fresh in their boxes. Jo, who is rarely a slave to fashion, has expressed quite a bit of interest in the footwear here. And rightly so because they are seriously stylish.
Unfortunately the plague of graffiti is in full force here. Very lovely architecture tagged with infantile scrawls marking one's ownership like a dog peeing the boundaries of their territory. The KGB building has been spared, perhaps even the young punks with spray cans don't want to be associated with that memory.
Saw this scrawl the other day and had to take a picture: