So, what it is about Paris that makes it so special? Hard to tell, but the city and I have always had our ups and downs. For the sake of avoiding the clichés of being “oh so in love with the city of love itself” and being portrayed as the kind of girl who only hangs out at the Eiffel Tower and eats Ladurée all day, I always used to tell that my true relationship with Paris indefinite.
Before I invade your space and cluster your feeds with all my Fashion Week content (says the person who still hasn’t figure it out what should she wear at PFW just a day before departing) I decided to bring me and you some sunshine from my oh so missed holidays in Spain. Oh boy, even if you can’t quite tell I do look happy in these photos. Someone please book me a one way ticket to Spain!
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Reporting from rainy Amsterdam makes it hard to believe that just two weeks ago this was my reality. Sandy toes, salty hair, endless amount of Spanish food and a few snaps just before drowning myself in the sea water. Because let’s be honest, I clearly don’t look like this when I drag myself out of the water as much as I wish I did. Though, if this organza shirt, black high rise bikini and the most brilliant silver earring doesn’t make you look like a goddess I don’t know what will. At least I felt like one for at least one particular reason – the mentioned above earring.
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I just got back from a blissful two weeks on the Spanish coast, a place that’s long been considered to be my second home. As my parents live there we are used to spend a good part of our summer there, only this time it was more like an impromptu holiday.