The other night, a couple of girlfriends and I were talking about shopping.
Don't you know? It's all we women talk about. When we're not talking about the frustrating buying policy that Arsène Wenger is enforcing at Arsenal, i.e. a policy of not buying players. Ever. At all. But I digress.*
(more…) online vs. offline
The other night, a couple of girlfriends and I were talking about shopping.
Don't you know? It's all we women talk about. When we're not talking about the frustrating buying policy that Arsène Wenger is enforcing at Arsenal, i.e. a policy of not buying players. Ever. At all. But I digress.*
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Last time I ran into Elinor, I didn't have my camera with me. This time? I came better prepared. Thankfully! Because her outfit that day - just as every time I meet her - captured perfectly what Scandinavian style is about for me: laid-back, playful, but always polished. With a way of making neutrals look, well, cool. Because I can't think of a better word [...] 
*Here's a little preview of a post I'm preparing for next week: Elinor's cool bronze Dries van Noten heels. The rest of her look is just as great. Until I'll show you, here's some other pretty great stuff from last week:
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I've never given much thought to my freckles. They're just there. And they're everywhere, mostly on my face and my arms. It always suprises me when someone says they'd like to have some, too. I do kind of like that my skin works as a weather report - you can tell how many hours of sunshine a day has had by looking at the tip of my nose. Still, I'd rather [...] 
When I took Emma's picture in Copenhagen, I had no idea who she was, I was just drawn to her style and her attitude (doesn't she have the best laugh?).
And then suddenly there she was again, this time on the cover of The Horse Rider's Journal. So Emma is a model. I'm not saying I'm surprised. She is exceptionally pretty. But, believe me, at the party [...] 
