As I'm typing this, my feet are up on a chair, still aching a little bit from last night. I threw on some heels for the opening party (well, parties) of fashion week. Which felt good - until I got out of the last cab and hobbled down the street towards home. That's when I wished I'd worn a cool pair of boots and a denim overall like Laura. Such a great, easy [...] at ease
As I'm typing this, my feet are up on a chair, still aching a little bit from last night. I threw on some heels for the opening party (well, parties) of fashion week. Which felt good - until I got out of the last cab and hobbled down the street towards home. That's when I wished I'd worn a cool pair of boots and a denim overall like Laura. Such a great, easy [...] 
I first met Ari last winter. We were standing in front of the fashion week tent, bundled up against the brutal Berlin winter. The next fashion week kicks of tomorrow, to considerably nicer weather. So what better day to finally write this post, which I've been meaning to do for a while (sometimes it feels like weeks only have four days, much like a fashion [...] 
Last week ended with the question: Can I wear white to a wedding when I'm not the bride (but have got absolutely nothing else to wear)? After a resounding NO on facebook and some sartorial help from my friends, I wore a tux instead - the dresscode was "black tie" - and spent the weekend at a wedding in Norway, celebrating the lovely couple, drinking buckets [...] 
