every outfit walks a little way and has a story to tell.
This one’s will be a story of spirit flowers and love rivers- the story of a gently cloudy day and it’s running people called “les retentissantes”
The very Brede & Thi, both hot bosses and super chefs, “suprised” me with an announced picnic lunch(” DO WORRY WE WILL” was Brede’s msg the day before) and (whatelse.) loads of talk. new hair cuts, masterful cucumber sandwiches, bruschetta, salads, jobs, cake, fun, water, sun, losing clear view of this abundance of tasty food.
further spoiing myself i took a “day off”. which means a looong run and watching a little tv (bbc plus the weather forecast cause they’re wearing suits – my current ‘fashion-crush’) instead of studying for that paper on friday….no bad conscience dissimulates here.
whatever ways we walk – we constantly need to leave our well-known, cosy cities and head for open, wild spaces. a woman can lose the whole world in her handbag, but she can find it back in one glance of golden eyes. there she finds pearls- and shadows.
(HYPE THIS ON LOOKBOOK)