Quantum of solace

(Topshop coat, Mango dress, Deichmann boots, vintage Louis Vuitton bag, no name gloves and blue scarf,Pimkie belt, no name jewellery and a vintage head scarf)

EN: Myeah. The Mary Katrantzou for Topshop collection. Thank you Topshop for giving me yet another thing to obsess about. Of course that by the time I opened the website, the collection was already sold out and of course the balloon dress I loved so much was the most expensive product and the first one to go. From the first time I saw it, my jaw hit the floor as I was absolutely mesmerized by how gorgeous, vivid and cheerful the colors were. And don’t get me started on the prints! Gorgeous, I’m telling you! If only I was Paris Hilton… Or any other rich spoiled brat celebrity with a good wi-fi connection.
So sad. And now, a moment of silence please, to commemorate what could’ve been a love story. Let us pray.
Aaaaaaaaaaaaaaaanyway, I found solace, my friends. But more on that later.

Now on to my outfit. Survived (or just about) the black frost in just a pair of tights, a dress and my coat. Considering the tons of layers I’ve been wearing lately, it’s such a relief to wear something that doesn’t constantly remind you that you’re in big trouble if you need to pee.
So I’m wearing a Mango dress I bought a year ago on sale. It has a nice fit-and-flare silhouette (which I totally love), a semi stiff underskirt, it’s cinched in at the waist and it has a lovely folk print. What’s there not to love? I wore it very often last summer with bare legs and sandals (ah, memories!) and paired it with thick tights and boots this time, just to make sure my legs won’t turn blue before getting back home. Sneaky little appearance from my beloved red coat which I neglected to wear ever since the ice age struck. I’m Sesquatch, remember?

RO: Mda. Mary Katrantzou pentru Topshop. De parca aveam nevoie de o alta obsesie. Bineinteles ca pana am apucat eu sa deschid siteul (asta insemnand undeva la maxim 2 ore de la lansare), colectia era deja sold out si bineinteles ca rochia pe care o vroiam eu (nu ca mi-as fi permis-o, dar eu o vroiam totusi:))) a fost cea mai scumpa si prima vanduta. M-am indragostit de ea inca de cand au aparut teaserele pe net, acum cateva luni. Salivam la culori. Tanjeam dupa imprimeuri. Ca un copil prost la bomboana altuia. N-a fost sa fie. Superb, ce sa mai zic. Daca eram si eu Paris Hilton…sau macar un plod de celebritate obscura ceva. Cu wi-fi potent.
Trist. Sa pastram un moment de reculegere in memoria a ceea ce putea fi o poveste de dragoste intre o fata si o rochie. Sa ne rugam.
M-am consolat totusi. Dar despre asta mai tarziu.

Acum hai cu tinuta. M-am aventurat de curand prin nameti si ger in doar o pereche de ciorapi, o rochie si haina. Intamplarea face ca am scapat vie (sau ma rog, aproape vie). Dupa tonele de straturi in care m-am infasurat in ultima luna, e o senzatie sublima sa nu ti se mai reaminteasca in mod constant in ce hal ai pus-o daca ai nevoie la pipi.
Deci port o rochie Mango luata anul trecut de la reduceri. Mi-a placut in mod special silueta, este stransa pe corp in partea de sus iar de la talie in jos, fusta devine clos avand pe dedesubt ceva ca o jupa batoasa, pentru mai mult volum. Imprimeul imi place, talia e marcata, lungimea e ok…ce sa mai vreau? Vara trecuta m-am bucurat de ea intens, cu picioare dezgolite si sandale (ah, ce amintiri!) iar de data asta m-am folosit de ciorapi grosi (cea mai groasa pereche pe care o am, poate la fel de grosi ca si colantii) si cizme groase. Preventiv doar, sa fiu sigura ca nu ma intorc acasa albastra de la frig. Si poate va amintiti si de haina asta rosie pe care nu prea m-ati vazut purtand-o. Probabil pentru ca n-am mai imbracat-o de cand cu Ice Age. Sunt eu, Sesquatch. Tineti minte? 😛