To my (less than) dear friend

You have been following me for years and I have mixed feelings about you. You keep me up at night spending ours sorting out my wardrobe because you don’t let me sleep and then let me bang my head on a desk when I doze off in the day. You leave me confused if it…

Out in Manchester

It must be the tight space on this flight or the early get up at 3am this morning. I was going to write some profound and life changing but I will rather show you a few pictures instead. This is one of my favourite summer outfits for being out and about in my favourite city…

24 hours in Cologne

I decided to do something a bit different and go and find the cheapest flight out of the UK. And it was Cologne. So I packed the tiniest luggage I ever had for an overseas trip and headed to the airport. Here are a few pictures from the amazing trip. If you go to Cologne…

Little black dress

The feeling when you stand in front of the wardrobe feeling like there is nothing you can wear. Thirty minutes later and with a room full of clothes scattered all over the floor I have grabbed a lifesaver. A little black dress. I added a red bag and high heels. I felt fabulous that night.

Santorini

Santorini is like a white and a blue dream. It is a deep blue sea, black rocks, white cottages, blue roofed churches. And a view. Breakfast with a view, shopping with a view, dipping yourself in a pool with a view… You just cannot escape the view. Leaving Santorini feels a bit like a break…

You must be getting old when you…

Pick a bowl of black olives over a bar of KitKat. Actually enjoy a holiday with your in-laws. Start gardening without receiving pocket money for it. Realise that the latest party you have been to was like in 2015. Sell your sports car and buy an SUV. Fall asleep when watching Mamma Mia. Hold on,…

Chanel Joan Elkayam at Milan Fashion Week A/W 2018

Chanel is one of the people that you meet and never forget. Not very often can you meet someone this talented and determined and so down to earth. So when I met her for the first time a few years ago at Manchester Fashion Week, where she presented her first Fashion Show, I knew she…

Land of ice and cold

I hate cold weather. So I decided that a good place to start writing my article about Iceland would be a creperie in the harbour of Saint Tropez. So here I ordered a scoop of my favourite stracciatella ice cream to cool of on hot summer afternoon and started to put the memories and impressions…

There is always first time…

First time to visit Devon. And so I did. And I survived the five hour drive and there I finally was on Friday evening. The next day I put on my most comfy retro shoes (they look old and knackered but they are just made look old) and a comfy shirt and headed to Clovelly,…

Weekend Vibes

Weekend to me is a smell of a fresh coffee (the larger and fluffier, the better) / a loose black sweatshirt / long-board / messy hair because who cares / bare feet / mussels and fries (the vine sauce is the best) / sunglasses because have not bothered with make-up this morning / full tank and car ready to go / sunrise / highway / beach and cozy blanket / family / ice cream van / boats/ a lot of boats…

My Love and Hate Relationship with High Heels

My relationship with high heels has been a roller-coaster over the years. It all started when i was 16 and was landed my very first job as a hostess for ice hockey championship. till then a tomboy I got myself my first pair of proper high heels. Very 90′ with super long pointed front. I was all made up and me and my heels were inseparable over next few weeks. I did not care that I looked like a funny duckling bouncing from side to side as I could not properly walk in them. They empowered me and gave me confidence I needed…

I Should Have Been Born in California

I always think I should have been born in California. It suits me just perfect. I can imagine spending the rest of my life in flip flops. I could do exciting bikini shopping rather than dull shopping for umbrellas. I love frozen yogurt. I drink diet Coke and the flavor does not bother me. And everyone’s got a six pack in California… right, maybe not everyone…