I was sitting at my usual corner in the coffee shop yesterday, sipping on an oat milk latte and scrolling through my phone, when it hit me – something’s shifting in the way people are dressing lately. It’s not a loud, runway-declared revolution; it’s more like a quiet murmur that’s been building up, something you notice in the little details on the street, in cafes, or even on the subway during rush hour. You know, those moments when you’re half-awake, clutching your to-go cup, and you spot someone whose outfit just makes you do a double-take. That’s been happening a lot more often recently. Take last week, for example. I…