December is the one month where we all spend the most hours browsing. I am mostly internet browsing, whereas a slightly older generation might still want to entrench themselves into the buzzing streets, the stress streets as I call them. Not only am I looking for the coolest pieces for myself, no, in December I am on the quest to find the coolest piece for the entire famiglia! Phew, thank god for Net A Porter, Lane Crawford, Zara and co. Below are some of the items in my current stress free shopping cart (some of which are definitely imaginary)!
Zara boots – like I am oh-so-glad I have waited for as long as I did! Fabulous copy of the major Givenchy ones I almost emptied my bank account for!
I am a very visual person. This week, as everyone is talking about Chloe’s 60th birthday, I have got my eyes on fruit. Oh how I remember Chloe’s SS 2001 collection, rocking tons of gorgeous fruits, not only on the catwalk, but also on the clothes in form of patterns on T-shirts, bathing suits and what have you. Stella later than, well quite recently, went back to the fruity theme herself in one of her own collections. Again I loved it.
Every once in a blue moon I watch a movie that really gets to me. With the crazy influx of Hollywood – Aniston/Lopez/Diaz – Blockbusters I find it even rom coms are a sad cry from what they used to. I wish anyone in this day and age the best of luck on the quest after a chick flick as funny, light, sweet, intelligent and with added major fashion factor as Pretty Woman. There used to be a lot of Pretty Woman-y type of movies, they all had a certain niveau, but sadly they are a dying breed.
When I was little, we had no Halloween. I’d say up until the mid-90’s this was purely an American tradition, something so far from my Tyrolean hometown, I had no idea it even existed.
Fast forward a few years, and countless experiences with this now also European tradition, and I am utterly bored of it. The initial love I had for it was purely started by a Halloween episode of Friends; This was a feast where you’d dress up your house, light the candles, add some spider webs, hope for some stormy weather to go with your delicious food and wine and have a few oh-so-cute kids drop by your New York door step. All whilst Chandler is sitting right next to you in his bunny costume. That love grew only stronger after having seen Autumn in New York, where we add a very handsome couple, gorgeously orange, yellow and brown colored Central Park and a ton of beautifully decorated locations. Sadly the reality of Halloween is entirely different. Taste seems to be out of the window for most parts of the civilisation. It appears that most grown-ups have grown much more fond of the tradition as the kids are. And by the tradition I mean dressing up and going to some fancy costume party, dressed with merely the utmost essential parts to keep all your bits in one place. I’m talking to all those girls that have turned it into their yearly opportunity to look cheap… and I mean very cheap at that.
Case in point the below red hot naughty nurses and all. I find it is just such a lame costume choice. In fact they’re not really costumes as much as they play the main role in the desperate battle of “sexiest minx of the evening”. (Sorry in advance for all the Paris Hilton pix in there )
I kind of feel like doing a “best and worst of this week” type of blog. Simply because we have come across so many different jolly and not so jolly things…
Madonna definitely gets the “shocker” of the week. Growing old gracefully may have not ever been her thing, but you’d think that the opposite might also not be such a great idea. C’mon, we can see the tell tale signs of your face having been pulled back so far as to the 80s as far as we’re concerned…