#nyfw Whenever, Wherever

An attire to be worn everywhere and everywhen is something everyone would be so nice to own in their wardrobe. You never know when you have to rush out the door to #nyfw and look your best. Without mussing and fussing about it, though “best” sounds so for fashion week.

Overdressing for fashion week, also, feels so. At least from looking at the pictures on social media, where everyone seems to want to be someone. But why is “everyone” so wrong when “everyone” means yourself?

Is this the reason behind for us all when always getting down to jeans? Or is it just me (still!) looking for the perfect pair of jeans? For ages. From my mom’s belly. I am not kidding and, until further notice, I am so wearing my mom’s jeans. Why am I still looking? For the times when my mom wants what’s hers.


If only Tamu here and I were friends. I would wear hers when my mom wants mine. Well, hers.

Three chicks here and only two pairs of jeans. Lucky me, I like wearing other people’s jeans.

@tamumcpherson was photographed during #nyfw and Tamu was so being herself. In her (or her mom’s, maybe?) perfect-shade-of-blue jeans.

The aura.

Everything fits so harmoniously on her, it must have took ages – or was she born like this? – to find all these timeless (and oh-so splendid) pieces, but hey! At least there’re timeless.

At least? It’s everything!

A kimono is timeless, it became timeless nowadays. Two years ago I don’t think many of us would have said this, though the kimono, my friends, dates from the seventeenth century. Men – in France – used to wear them as indoor gowns, when, due to their exotic features and relative rarity (they were coming from Japan, after all, in the 1700 something) they became status symbols of wealth. Now on we know.

The mules, well, let’s see if they become timeless. Until then, they look so.

A good white t-shirt is almost as good as a good striped t-shirt.

The bag? You make yours timeless and put a whole lotta stories in it. Just like Tamu here does with the pictures in her camera.


Chanel & Gisele



We are barely over the Met Gala fuss and muss, that we wake up on the 4th of May and boom! The Instagram goes crazy with the launch of Chanel Cruise 2016 collection and Gisele is nonchalantly saying “‘morning!” from every fashion magazine’s account, casually wearing a red Chanel dress, a timeless Chanel bag and Chanel flat sandals and, obviamente (obviously in Portuguese, the native language of the Brazilian model), sexy smiling from, from, from… Drums… Cuba.

Oh, and that béret.

Yes, Cuba, whilst it seems like everywhere on the planet it just keeps on raining. And we love rain. And vacation. Just as much.


Close your eyes. I am closing mine. I can type with eyes closed. Ok, I’m closing them. So. As I was saying. I just woke up. You did, too. And you still lay in bed, watching the ocean over your super comfy bed and, no tv on, no phone in the proximity, you hear the waves. And then you
stretch. You slept so well and you are going to have a super day.

Oh, the vacation drill.

Slowly you stand up, not yawning (that’s not so sexy in the morning), but strolling to the bar and no, not having the Mojito (nor the Cuba Libre, nor the Daiquiri, nor the Pina Colada), but a
lemonade. The breeze enters the room. Behind the bar is the love of your life.

I know, the romance, the drama.

You smile, you hug, you kiss. You know. Ok, I’m on the beach. You still at the hotel. Roar. But come, they have watermelons here and the sun wants your skin.

I’ll be in the waves.

Time flies when having fun, hurry up! Chanel is throwing this massive show in the streets. They are dropping their Cruise 2016 collection.


Yes! Here, in Havana. Gisele is invited, Oh, here she comes.







I, afterwards, liked the picture. Duh.