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Matching Organic Clothes or Funny Dogs

 

It is very rarely that I match clothes. I usually don’t because I myself am not a very put together kind of human on whom – supposedly – everything just falls into pieces and makes it into these perfect matching outfits.

My thoughts – apparently – don’t always connect either and at times I just wish I had a puppy.

As opposed to a full head-to-toe ensemble of the same colour or print. That just might show how much of a lunatic you are and that, my friend, might be very cool. You have to be a bit crazy to be able to carry this much matching. All pink, florals, stripes. If you feel sane, though, then you have just qualified for the matching by the book looks and you, most probably, have a puppy.

With me it’s either almost not at all or the whole thing all at once.

You know the joke?

The joke is on us, I’m telling you. It’s the world we live in that makes us wish for a puppy, but also the world we chose to live in and actually own a puppy and hold on to our thoughts. I don’t watch stuff that makes me angry, I don’t pay attention to annoying drivers when I drive and listen to the music I randomly bump into on the radio and sing like there is no tomorrow and anyway why help create even more drama when there’s enough already?

Everything Pharell said in a Vogue interview some time ago. Simple, nice and clean.

Why seeing people just because of being scared of being alone and talking about not-so-special kind of nothing? Doing nothing on my own sometimes feels more real than accompanied by the wrong kind of people. With the right people though, oh…

Anyway, this was about something else in the beginning. But don’t you see how the somethings connect in the end? Now you want a puppy? Our minds play by themselves or with us and we know we like to play. No matter the world. With or without the puppy.

Before wearing this I was almost sure of wearing head-to-toe black. Black does not count. Black is like running around naked to me. Which so cool. To me. But then all black and a black hat? I wouldn’t have made it onto the streets. You know when you wake up and you need a nap, but you also don’t ever nap? I can’t nap. I had to get out fast, so I needed something to wake me up.

The coffee didn’t do much and the hat had to stay, I was totally feeling it. It kinda circles my world and at times I want my world circled. It’s just like with sunglasses, I saw it in Big Daddy back when I was a kid. There, the kid was saying that whenever he wear shades he hides from the world outside or lives in his own world or something like that.

Somethings, again.

I think it’s similar with the hat, but the hat, though, you have to feel it! It’s not as easy as with the shades. Sunglasses and hat? Batman’s cape is on the house, friend!

Then I put on comfy, floral pants. Flowers and a straw hat? A black straw hat. Uhm, ok. Natural fabrics, organic things like straws and flowers and cotton. Only natural to want the shirt made of hemp, no? Only nature on myself. The slippers were there to make me feel like almost barefoot because barefoot is, well, a thing to me.

Just as focusing and distracting at the same time are.

Even the bag is 100 %cotton. I am telling you, on a cloudy day, an outfit made out of natural stuff, stuff that match in good fabrics and especially stuff you love to wear will make most of your clouds disappear. Just like with the world around the hat on your head.

A world in which a puppy comes to your door.

GUCCI GUCCI

The title flashed before my eyes every time a picture of slippers or loafers or the newer obsession turned into t-shirt mania popped out of Instagram. Drafting for this kind of piece could, actually, turn into a two years occupation. Oh, the year of 2015.  (more…)

When you really, really like something

What do you do? Can you do this?

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Kidding.

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It seems like this tee under whatever has kidnapped me and has made me do some things I never thought of doing. Jk. Like having a bunch of white tees. The same tees. Told you I was kidding. Like running from security and then bonding with it. Pf!

Like doing this. Can you do this?

ozinparis-tee-under-dress2Yes, you can!http://www.ozinparis.com/freedom-wisdom-welcome4Whenever I discover something I like, I can no longer let go of it and I absolutely love it. Wear it. So I wore it once out of necessity. I couldn’t find a bra. But go figure how one thing leads to another (I wore the tee instead of the bra) and nothing happens for no reason anyway. You get my point.

I find this tee under the dress so fulfilling. Literally. For me, as it hugs my chest (am I really writing this?) in a more profound (?!) way, as the fabric not only covers my chest, but also hugs my back and shoulders and waist. A full hug! Told you it is profound. For the dress, as it makes it feel complete. Aw. Likewise for the camisole and the jumpsuit. Remember?

Apart from that, when you truly like something, you feel like, not only doing crazy stuff for it, but also sharing. You see how loving turns into sharing and again into loving? So I wanted to share this with you.

Not only this.

But also the love for fruits. And not only in a bowl, but also in ears and on fingers. Deliciousness. Everything you ever wanted in rings and earrings.

No?

The security must have felt the smell since it almost instantly warned me about the impossibility of making pictures around the building, but it was too late and nothing is impossible anyway; we had already done them ta-da! We even waved and smile. While shooting. Ta. Da.

Wave and smile. Wave and smile.

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Freedom, wisdom, welcome

 

Man, the feeling of having your feet free inside the slippers and your chest free under a camisole? Magnificent! On a casual Thursday which is almost Friday, you get my point, I can feel you smirk.

And I don’t know if you feel the freedom I said you do above, I can only imagine and high five you if you do, but I will tell you that I do. As we speak.

And it rocks.

You see, this is the point. Even though your feet are inside somewhere, the fact that they are not covered by any socks or anything and are still naked inside the slipper, makes them feel like cocooning. That a word. So they don’t have to, necessarily, be awake and out there as they are when in sandals or when barefooting. Oh, that’s not a word. And they can just chill for as long as they feel like or until we get them out of the slippers and then boom “Morning!”.

So, there, there’s a kind of the actual state you are experiencing and only after you don’t just take them for granted, you are allowed to wear them. Jk, but this drill is fun if you just observe and enjoy. Randomly.

Now.

And this is for my gals and about ours only drill and, maybe, for my guys (hey, uuh) if you are interested in what’s going on in our, gals’, minds sometimes. Now I can feel your “uuuh” and that’s cool, ’cause we are uuuh, too. Uuuh.

So let’s all (girls, girls) thank this beautiful trend that we are so happily indulging in that I don’t know how we have survived without it until now. How?! It is not only fabulous the plus of whatever-it-feels-like-to-you when wearing a camisole on top of a tee, but oh-so comfortable when it perfectly covers your chest without the involvement of any bra. Yeah, guys, we dig the feeling just as much as you do. Yooouu. Now it’s your turn to thank the trend, yooou.

Let’s all raise our arms above our heads, unite them, slowly move down to in front of our faces up until our chests (chests again), take a second to thank ourselves for the joy we have just created in our bodies, namaste, and wink. Wink? Or whatever this feeling of freedom makes you want to do.

Ooh.

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Yes, these are very smart slippers, that can go from shoes to slippers just like that!

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So what? Flamenco dancing emoji.

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Slippers Mania

 

Usually, I first write the story and, only after, name it. This time around though, the title has been with me for quite long, long from when I realised the mania had started and there was no way back. Isn’t it genius when a trend like this becomes huge? Maniac. Bananas!

Bananas are very en vogue right now.

And when I say like this I mean comfy and sexy. New, yet so very used daily. At home, in hotels. Easy, yet pretty demanding of your creativity. Awesomeness!

Riiight.

Right.

It is fun to wear white sneakers at all times, but oh how fun it is ~ at other times ~ to try and build an outfit you are not so familiar with. It’s like going on holiday to a place you haven’t been to before. It’s like feeling things you haven’t even thought of feeling kind of thing.

Try it. Own it. Have fun in it. Just try not to run in it. The trend. In the slippers.

Yes, this is about the slippers and about the Gucci.

Ever since Alessandro Michele took the creative lead of the Italian fashion house in January 2015, everything went… Pineapples.

***I wonder why they said “bananas” though when they did.***

And the Gucci team gave the “pineapples” to the right promotors to flaunt it to the world and the world watched, liked and has been eating it ever since.

Yu-uh-uhm.

The slippers were just the beginning for Gucci and the Ewrika for the rest of us.

We loved them hugging our freshly outta shower, moisturised feet after a long day. We loved them in hotels so much that we stole them from each and every one of it. I know I did. Just in time for their biggest slippers fashion era ever. Year, at least. 2016 is the year to do it. Fuck it!

Wear slippers outside more than you have ever on the inside.

Oh, and bananas went bananas precisely because of the notorious enthusiasm of monkeys for bananas. And bananas and bananas are forever. I wonder whether the slippers will be.

I wish.

Bananas, anyone?

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Ha! Pineapples. Jk.

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