No sneakers allowed.
For being such a fashion fiend as I am, I’m not too big on accessories. Like belts. Belts to me are more utilitarian, and usually concealed under knits and shirts. But I overpaid for a Versace Jeans belt three years ago and I’m determined to get my money’s worth out of it, goddamnit!
In a less than glamorous body. I’m still struggling with my post-pregnancy shape, but that didn’t stop me from picking a rather risqué outfit for my friend’s wedding. Don’t mistake my choice for bravery or healthy self-confidence though – my first choice didn’t fit, and this was the best I could find in such short notice.
It has been a while since I posted an outfit look. The last one was over a year ago, before I got pregnant. Baby’s been here for 9 months. I guess it takes just as long to feel like oneself again as it takes to make a baby.
It’s been a while since I’ve made an outfit post. With the corona still very much out there and my recent sideways growth, dressing up has been less than appealing. I find myself going shopping for coffee and bread in the same comfortable, still fitting sweatpants that I’ve slept in the previous night. I really needed to get out of this funk and put on some heels. So I did.
I’ve referenced in the past that one day, a Danse Lente bag would be mine. After a nearly year-long courtship and a lot of intense sale scouting, a mini Johnny bucket bag was mine. Danse Lente decided to launch the Johnny bucket bags in this pastel yellow/subdued coral colour combination for Spring/Summer 2020, and it was a great choice for warmer weather – it’s feminine, it’s classic, it reminds me of sorbet. It was meant to be.
You know what catches people’s attention? Right now, coughing in public. That and a tight red leather skirt.
I had to get up at 9:00 am on a Saturday. Is that information relevant to this post? No. But I’m still mad about it and I wanted to vent.
Being that I had to get up and out of the house so early, might as well look cute for the day. Spring is around the corner. And layers work great around this time because early in the morning it’s way colder than at noon – yes, 9:00 am is early. Before anyone calls me a wimp because they wake up at something like 6:00 am, let me tell you, 1st, they’re right, 2nd, 6:00 am is not early, it’s ungodly.
Even though I hate gloomy weather, I have been anxiously waiting for an opportunity to use and photograph these rain boots and make a post about them. This was love at first sight. They are colourful. They are Pucci. They have a freaking high heel. Barbie would wear this. My inner child is giddy.
Rain boots, in Portuguese, means galochas. And these are fabulous. Hence, meet the Fabulochas:
You can’t be a shoe enthusiast like me without having a few unconventional pairs on your wardrobe. Or more than a few. Spanning different decades and styles. Hey, it’s shoes, the more the merrier. We shan’t be shoe-shamed.
Anyway, funky shoes, specially if multi-coloured, can be hard to style. Particularly if you want to incorporate them in an office appropriate outfit, which I certainly do. I’ll be damned if I only get to wear these boots during the weekends. There’s always the all-black outfit option, that’s great to have and will always look chic, but I don’t want to keep defaulting to that. So this is my take on a classic yet unorthodox outfit, that I can actually be taken serious in.
It seemed appropriate to post a little black dress outfit in anticipation of the upcoming Valentine’s Day, so here it is.
We were at the garden of the Monserrate Palace, in Sintra. A very romantic place. I wanted to wear something feminine, but it is still winter so I had to prevent the granted hypothermia I would have suffered with just a plain black dress, hence the big fur coat – and I’m wearing skin-coloured tights, by the way. It may not look like it in the photos, but I am. Bare-legged in January is, ironically, a version of Hell for me.