round and round and away we go, four by four and away we go, high not low and away we go
Lately, printed shirts has been on my mind. I think I tried on like thirty pieces today, but the thing is it needs to be the PERFECT fit. And not have a text that include a big city name(the last "Hatérs" barely made it). I'd like to pair them with printed, tight fitted scuba-pants(these preferably)(I might just have ordered them) and my vintage, brown Riverland-boots. Perfect amount of lazy and almost-almost-passing-for-Isabel-Marant(I wish!).
First two from Monki, next three Gina Tricot and the last one from BikBok.
moi je joue
I celebrated last weekend, like the tradition offers, with family and friends at their old mansion, and let me tell you these people go ALL IN. Tomatogazpacho served from inside a ragged doll? Oh yes. Marinated cauliflower resembling preserved brains? Yum. Dried brown leaves spread through out the entire house? Check.
...You can see why growing up with this leaves its marks. My family did a super-cheesy dress up as "presents". (God I love my family, they're insanely quirky and funny.) But this weekend I figure a big box isn't ideal for dancing and making your way to the bar, so after some thinking I believe I've settled on Brigitte Bardot. Yes, one of the most gorgeous women to ever live might seem ambitious, but I'll take any excuse to pretend to be French! What'll you be going as?
Goth-inspired shoes has simply been feeling right to me lately. Like all this fall/winter really need is a pair of over-the-top, sky-high, hide-your-sons-looking boots and a couple of well selected t-shirts along with some denim and oversized knitts. It works great with this minimalistic school girl-ish outfit, too. I like to believe that this is the everyday equivalent of Dorothy's ruby red heels - no matter what you wear, these babies will bring it all home.
Or maybe I'm just going crazy, you know, what ever.
Also, how much do I need this Joya perfume? Juniper Berries, silken Lotus Blossom, Yuzu... Should I consider this essential for my future existence or am I just telling myself that?
Goth-inspirerade skor har känts så rätt för mig på sistone. Som att allt den här hösten/vintern behöver är ett par over-the-top, skyhöga, göm-era-söner-liknande boots och ett par väl utvalda t-shirt tillsammans med denim och oversizeade stickade plagg. Det funkar bra med den här minimalistiska skolflicka(-ish) outfiten också. Jag gillar att tänka att det här är varje dag versionen av Dorothy's rubinröda klackar - det spelar ingen roll vad du klär på dig, de här godingarna tar hem alltihopa.
Eller är det bara jag som börjar bli galen, ni vet, skitsamma.
Också, hur mycket behöver jag den här perfymen från Joya? Enbär, silkes Lotus, Yuzu... Är den nödvändig för min fortsatta existens eller är det bara jag som intalar mig själv det?