Today I’m wearing items that found their way to me. The jeans, from Black Orchid, were sent to me by a lovely PR-lady. I just about live in them, almost. Very rare to find such a wonderful, comfortable skinny jeans. The top appeared to me by coincidence at J.Crew in New York. I was hanging a few things back on the return rack and there it was. For a good price too. Mine to have, you understand. I spotted the Prada Chihuahua in a display cupboard in the Prada store in Milan while I was buying something for my mother, it started calling my name. My mom gets to lend in every now and then, and besides I bought her a bag the year before.

The shoes were by accident. I was cycling through the PC Hoofstraat, which is in itself a dangerous occupation, to catch a glimpse of the cute guy that works at Shoebaloo. Like putting bacon out in front of a cat. Five minutes later I jumped back on my bike with a full bag (and nervous credit card). See? It’s bigger than me.  All these buys, I can’t help it.