"What I mean is, to me it looks like a girl who is into fashion and just acting like she likes sports"
I think that's what I meant when I said it's hard to see the fashion in the fashion.
You know, every time I go into The Big City, I am quite frankly struck by how, ahem, clownish people look. I have very rude thoughts. Thoughts like: Why are you wearing cowboy boots? The closet you come to cow is a soy burger! And you, you over there! What is the point of you all together? Is your dissertation work on the use of the word "and" in bodice rippers deserving of even one soy burger? Is it? Is it?! Aaaaahhh!!!!
After a little while, though, I remember what cities are about and how they function. They are places to collide and trade. There are some interesting side effects, artifacts, and by-products - and capital-F Fashion is one of them. As are museums and opera houses. Go anywhere else, and cowboy boots mean "I wrangle cows." In the city, they mean something more like, "I wrangle latte lines and yoga mats, and live where the brick has been exposed."
Oh, I guess I live in The Big City now. I forgot. It's why I'm looking for faux leather overalls, which are fundamentally inexplicable.