Smokin’ hot

Lusting after this very pink skirt. Love the back zip and the rough edges.

I wish I’d be wearing:

Silk skirt Jude Deluxe / Zadig & Voltaire


Oh, I love a scarf

Scarves? Printed patterns, bold colours, neutrals, got a wardrobe stuffed full of them. It’s just that I don’t get to wear them much. I so admire the way some people wear something like a hat or a scarf, but when it comes to pulling the look off for me, well, I stumble. Or I just look like the scarf is about to choke me*.

So, maybe I am just not a scarf-girl. You know, just like I am not a trench-girl. Or a throw-anything-on-and-still-look-fab girl**. I’m quite fine with this last one. There’s so much you can ask from mother nature ;-) Also, I have yet to find the trench that would look anything but dull on me. My last try was my friends M’s black Burberry trench. I mean THE reference brand when it comes to trenches, I put it on and.. flat stare from M. Followed by my comment: told you, boring? Followed by another flat stare and a [warm] nod. But that’s fine too. As you probably know, I kind of found my own way about the Burberry trench lately.

Scarves now, there’s still hope. I hope. Seeing how my wardrobe is stuffed full of them. And my hopes have just been raised by this amazing video tutorial of Wendy from on 25 ways to wear a scarf in 4,5 minutes****.

I am wearing my top three favs:

The Infinity / Zara bold red scarf
The Bunny Ear / Neutrals patterned Stefanel scarf
The Turtle Neck *SO NOT*

* Literally. One day I was going to a business meeting and I was proudly wearing a new scarf wrapped around my neck in a kind of a turtle-neck style***. Saw my client, broadly smiled at her and said hello. She looked at me, bent her head a little, looked again (at my neck) and asked: what.. happened..? Do you have a sore throat or.. something? I’m telling you, veeeery humiliating moment. I even choked a bit, no pun intended ;-)

** Because, I know it, and you know it (though it might stung a bit) there are such girls. I know a couple of them. Really. My best friend, for example ;-)

*** Had to reconsider this statement after seeing Wendy’s video, keep reading

**** Isn’t she fast! Took me a bit longer to get through them all (try multiplication by tens?). Happy with the result though :-)

Blue blue sky outfit

This blue, blue sky was screaming for a matching outfit of white and gold.

I am wearing:

White cotton shorts / H&M
White T-shirt / COS
Metallic gold sandals / Sergio Rossi

Workwear longing

If I was going to the office this is what I would be wearing today*:

Black cotton blouse with ruffled sleeves / COS
Beige linen shorts / COS
Silver open-toes / Prada
Black grain leather clutch / Lanvin
Neroli Portofino fragrance / Tom Ford

* And that’s about all I miss about having a ‘real’ office, my high heels & workwear outfits ;-)


That Birkin bag has definitely left me temporarily blogging-less. It’s like after reading a good book or seeing a poignant movie: I always need a ‘mourning’ period before opening up to a new story. Guess I’m pretty emotional when it comes to fashion too ;-)

So I’ll resume softly with a simple, day-to-day outfit. I am wearing:

Bareback white T-shirt / Zadig & Voltaire
Black shorts / COS
White AllStar sneakers / Converse

Pinch me hard, I am holding a Birkin bag!

Until recently I was having some mixed feelings about the famous Hermès Birkin bag. I just didn’t think the price was justified; the bag is beautiful, but not that beautiful, I thought.

I still haven’t changed my mind about its price tag but now that I had one in my hands* I must say it has this kind of timeless, essential beauty so characteristic of a truly great design. I really believe it is its aesthetic rather than its material value that makes it such a great object to pass on from mother to daughter.

This one is a 40 cm size and it has a very nice colour, an indefinite dark olive shade overlaid with a very subtle bronze hue. It sways from dark grey to lighter olive green adjusting to the colour palette one is wearing.

* This fab bag belongs to my friend Andreia who dragged me through the Hermès stores in Brussels and Paris, had a depression when she didn’t find one in stock (as if!), quickly recovered and had it ordered and delivered from Valencia the next week!