One per season, that's the quota. It spices up that grumpy, black blazer when it's cold and is the ideal counterpart to that ruffled skirt in summer temperatures. I'm talking about the shirts from Ganni.

One typed a ‘SNACK ATTACK’ with a discount, the other a ‘bijig’ copy for a small price. And me? I was back at the new collection within a nanosecond. No little perks, no so many percent: the full price, of course. But I didn't dare to wait a minute, because then it would surely be sold out in my size. Ganni, you honey, you do it every time. Worth every euro, that I can say.