(River Island skirt, Zara shoes, old H&M top, vintage Escada blazer and belt, Oasap bag, New Yorker watch, Jewelry Box ring)
EN: These last days have definitely been “off-days” for me fasion-wise so I thought I should make up for them by wearing something as crazy as possible! So I went to my closet, picked out a springy floral print skirt (who cares if it’s autumn?), a blue off the shoulder sweater, some killer shoes (when I say killer I mean they kill. My feet that is), and an amazing vintage jacket by Escada. I’m so glad it’s that time of the year again when the temperatures drop and outerwear is becoming a necessity!
And I’m pretty sure I’ve said this before but I love this jacket to pieces! It’s one of my most prized vintage possessions ever…
On another note, I’ve been to Paul quite a few times recently and I would just like to say that (for me) their cakes are as addictive as Keanu Reeves. Oh my…
RO: Arghhhhh, am ramas in Bucuresti si weekendul asta de-a trecut. Initial vroiam sa ma duc acasa, la Buzau (stiti voi…Bubu, haleu en-gros, sh uri, bunica pupacioasa…destul de tentant) dar am ramas pentru targul ala de joburi. Si Doamne sfinte, rau am facut. M-am dus sambata undeva pe la orele pranzului, neaticipand ce omor urma sa fie si in ce hal urmeaza sa fiu calcata pe picioare. Ca n-aveai loc sa arunci un ac e una (m-am si pierdut de cateva ori de grup), dar era muzica data FOARTE TARE. Si n-auzeam mai nimic. Defapt, de mai multe ori le-am cerut duduilor de la standuri sa repete ce spuneau, pentru ca, ce sa vezi, imi urla Inna in cap. Am plecat cu un teanc de fluturasi si oaresce nervi. Sper sa ajung weekendul asta acasa… Trebuia sa merg si la un soi de petrecere Sambata seara (nu stiu, ceva o porcarioara cu Halloween ul)-snobism d’ala autentic romanesc, pe sistem de Valentine’s day. Nu m-am dus, evident.
Totusi eu inca astept sa sarbatorim Ziua Recunostintei. Pardon, Thanksgiving Day :>
The ducks come from the trucks, ye baby. Ye.
Da tata.
Aia smecherie! Vreau.
