Confronting the inner grandma with an evening out in Fashion Room Service.
Walking stick left at home, powered up and ready to hit the rooms in blind one by one, I mostly slacked at ΣΟΜΦ and marvelled through the mystical leather cut pieces fluently resonating badass elegance and conceptual transcendence. Complete with a purchase echoing my deepest thoughts, I embarked on DSE room. It's noir setting orchestration and the artistic mannerisms indigenous to the design platform appointed me on unedited imagination land and paved my way home for a much needed suspension of consciousness.
Let's call it a night.