It all started this morning when I fell on the lap of my closet looking for long forgotten treasures and proverbial styling inspiration and if one seeks, it's certain that does not come empty handed. I was rewarded with the prize of my subversive sense of irony; a vintage deflated balloon Moschino skirt which had been waiting patiently to get out on the sunlight and reaffirm its past glory. Unfortunately for her (a skirt can only be a female) there was only the ambient light of the "blue hour", my home's terrace and the incessant humming of pre-Easter holidays anticipation. She did get a break afterall, and took great pride in firing up matchy matchy red lipstick on my lips! Now this isn't to say that it was an easy deed and for that she deserves another outing soon! Right?
Wearing: Denim shirt and necklace H&M, skirt Moschino, bracelet Gallery Pascale, heels Zara