I haven't posted in what might be a year in Internet time... but I have been doing what we all do, studying, working, sleeping and 'being tired'. All at the same time.
Some of the highlights since my last post were... a man in a fur hat walking down the road with a brief case in one hand and a mouth harmonica in the other; a shifty man in a military-style hoodie with a huge rubbish bag and an equally huge TV inside; Old pictures of Venice by Canaletto and his rivals; Stories about antique spectacles; a vintage 'salad' green lamb fur coat by Prada that I have mentally already bought... but physically it might not even fit me. Opening a glass door of a cafe and having wind blow all the delicate snowflakes inside... A very magical moment, but unfortunately I couldn't see anything, as I was holding the door... so my imagination constructed the rest of the 'picture'.
Last but not least imprint that I still have in my mind was left by two chocolate labrador puppies being clumsy, silly and playful on a curb. (how little do they need to be happy and give happiness!) It was like watching a faulty tape, they jump back up on the curb, fall off, bite each other, jump back up again... Fall off, bite each other. And people were stopping by in astonishment. Magic :)
Now to the outfit.... As I am very busy with the routine, I have no time or energy to occupy myself with any sort of sartorial dilemmas. So, I follow 'the roots', as described by Althea and Donna in their 'Uptown Top Rankin'' hit, in my khaki parka, shorts, a very traditional wool sweater and suede boots. (ok, sometimes I swap this for a khaki dress!)
She looks like such a gangster, too.
I was wearing:
- Gap faux fur parka
- Same indian scarf as before
- Russell and Bromley boots
- Wolford merino wool tights
- Zara sweater
- American Apparel khaki shorts
- Gucci tote bag