Holiday SALE!

Snow in Paris is something almost from the same category as flying pigs and a frozen hell.

We get pretty much one day of snow a year. This one was super unexpected and of course very brief. I call it the 5-hour snow.

In the meantime, I just flew last minute to Romania for the holidays and had to cancel both the annual Hanukkah latkas party and the Expat Xmas.

The weather here is EXACTLY like Paris- grey and rainy, with no white in sight, while Paris has been surprisingly dry lately. Bizzaroworld anyone?

Bit don't fret - I left a good friend with house keys, plants watering and parcel shipping instructions. So apart from the holiday rush hour delays, everything with Last Tango in Paris should go on as usual.

To make things a little more interesting, we're having a little Holiday SALE! 25% off with the code MERRY25 at checkout. Expires 31/12.

Happy Holidays!

SHOP HERE

Beanies, beaches and the '90s ( a belated outfit post )

90s dress :thrifted

cardi :Monki

tote bag: ASOS

beanie : borrowed

everything else : thrifted

Yes, I'm still posting photos from the summer ; I guess there was just this number of nice photos that didn't get to be posted at the right time, so I just prefer posting them now than never (especially now, in what I like to call official coat weather).

Plus, film photography is just SO much better!

It is utterly seasonally inappropriate, but so in tune with my eternal warm weather longing; there's just something about summer, vacations, lazy days and wearing less layers. Naturally, I still complain about the heat when summer finally comes, but I can't help but maintain this escapist fascination with the season.

Not to mention my infinite love of sea/water; when wearing a trashy beanie in the summer because your hair is wet and cold, not for trying to follow some silly, when you dump a cardigan in your tote for the evening chill... Finding strange flowers and objects around the beach, driftwood, glass and old bottles.

Walking with your feet in the water along the shoreline after sunset.

 I don't remember the 90s all that well; my best testimonial about the decade are those photos of a very young me with short hair, crooked teeth, Matrix sunglasses and neon leggings. And probably my dad's fanny packs. Definitely the fanny packs. I'm not crazy about the whole 90s revival trend but there are those easy, almost frumpy elements I can relate too : long skirts,big cardigans,loose shapes, flannel plaids and work boots.

In retrospect, this looks like a very grungy 90s outfit; to me, every single element of it has a practical explanation (including my now-obsolete sun hat).

At the same time I think it's pretty and stylish. And that's why I love every piece of it.