Ah, sweet Parisian memories.
I spent my last day in Paris hanging out in unrealistically beautiful places, surrounded by lush flowers and that poetic and melancholy culture they have going. My Skinny Pants from J Brand didn’t leave me all day long; from buying flowers in a cute little market in the morning, all the way through to meeting some friends later at night. You guys know I’m a fiend for black skinny jeans, but these take it to a whole other level. Imagine your favourite skinny jeans had a new-age revaluation and decided they wanted to be totally 2014 and androgynous chic- well bang, these skinny trousers would be that exact composition. Now I’d be lying if I said I didn’t have a ticket back to Paris awaiting me…
Military jacket: Diesel / Leopard pumps: Christian Louboutin / Bag: Chanel / Glasses: ZARA
One of the biggest fall trends this year is khaki. Khaki on khaki on khaki; light khaki on darker khaki on camo print on more khaki. Girly girls, you’re out of luck this season.
For the reason of us- enjoy this time to be as masculine, rough and careless-looking as possible. Personally I always try to achieve some sort of harmony in all my outfits, so I mix something rough and oversized with a feminine accessory or shoe. It’s kind of like wearing an oversized sweater with tighter bottoms- it’s the only way to do it if you wish to do it well (unless you’re an olsen twin and you just do oversize everything). I wore this amazing DIESEL parka from their fall/winter collection which I fell in love with when I was in Milan for fashion week and was literally stunned by their storefront display. We shot these photos in beautiful Notting Hill after lunch at Nama- which I highly recommend checking out if you’re into healthy food, a chilled atmosphere and amazing food display/deco. I’ve been to a few raw food restaurants in London, and Nama beat them all.
After lunch Nina and I decided to walk around Notting Hill and shoot some photos- and then kids, this blogpost was born.
Everybody was right. Literature, movies, and the strangers you struck up random conversation with were all right. Paris is indeed a dream.
I travelled to Paris for the first time when I was 12 years old, and oddly my impressions were not positive. Now granted: I was a moody little kid, but it was also raining during my entire trip and all I probably wanted at that time was some fast wifi so I could play neopets. For years I kept hearing from everybody how phenomenal the city is, so I was over the moon when I found out I would be travelling to Paris this month because I’m a big believer in changing your first impressions. Now, allow me to confirm the hype for you. The scenery before your eyes is a painting, no matter what way you turn and what angle you approach it from. The locals float along the streets in all black in a state of melancholy, smoking cigarettes, and more often than not are all alone. You just want to become part of them- something about the French is so cool and effortless that you want to re-invent yourself. They won’t say anything to you or be rude, they’re just intimidating with the amount of style (not fashion or trendy-ness) they possess. I also hate to say it, but it is romantic. What exactly makes a city romantic, besides the stigma we have that Paris is the city of love? I’m not sure, don’t ask me, but it is a fact. It’s hazy and monochromatic and the tones of the buildings are just perfect.
I swear I must have walked at least 10 kilometres every day, but there wasn’t a second that I would have rather taken the subway. Exploring cities by foot is probably one of my favourite hobbies, if you can call it that. Crossing my fingers that something will bring me back soon. Paris, Je t’adore.
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