Passion. A force so mighty we still remember it long after it’s faded away. A drive so alluring it can push us into the arms of unexpected lovers. A sensation so overwhelming it can knock down walls we’ve built to protect our hearts. Yes, of all emotions, passion is the one that gives us a reason to live and an excuse to commit all sorts of crimes. ♬ ♪ put a flower in your pocket / The Arcs
gold vintage pendant The Smiths are making “Panic ♬ ♪” in the streets of London, Bros are wondering “When will I be famous? ♬ ♪” and I’m rocking the late 80’s with my purple flight jacket and my high-waisted jeans. So guys, are you into this 80’s flashback? Then, share with me your favorite 80’s song and let’s have a blast!
My honey-pink trousers show that I’m still flirting with summer, but my new denim jacket tries to be my future bestie so hard and reminds me that fall is on the way and nothing can change that. Who cares? One-two-three… I go free singing… Because it’s fresh and new Because it’s oh so true I call you honey One wish to be fulfilled I will go on until You call me honey too On Monday the break through On Tuesday I made you my own First it was easy now… We got to decide You and I Cause we’re one heart Cut in two parts I call you honey Honey ♬ ♪ I call you honey / Sunday Sun
Better late than never, right? Here are my September favorites. Indulge yourselves! The Art Disco denim gilet. I may not be a biker, but this vest will surely add an extra sassy hint to my casual repertoire. The Saint Laurent 80s’ pin set. Oh yes! My Chanel backpack and my black smoking jacket are waiting to be pinched. The CR Fashion book Issue 7 with Lady Gaga on the Cover for a Classic/Eccentric debate. The Garret Leight California Optical round-frame sunglasses… a vintage inspiration and a sky bluer than ever The new sushi bar Tokyo Joe. I’m definitely a sushi lover and this joint has become an addiction. The rock shrimp tempura, the salmon teriyaki and the crispy duck salad with hoi sin orange sauce are a must… yum!!! The Gucci slippers. I probably never gonna get them, but they’re at the top of my wishlist since my trip in Florence. I think I won’t get over them till my feet feel this cozy furry sense. The C.O. Bigelow peach nut oil. It’s mild enough …
Flamingo pink, tropical black & white, exotic suntan! Not just a vibrant combination that highlights my tanned skin, but more of a serious summer-needs-to-slow-down statement to keep my breezy mood alive and help me forget that my vacation is almost over. Koufonisia, Antiparos, Paros… I just want to keep on hopping from one Greek island to another and literally live on a beach with salty hair and sandy feet. Life would be so much easier and still so adventurous like that, don’t you think? ♬ ♪ at the flamingo bar / Parov Stelar