Showing posts with label marc jacobs. Show all posts
Showing posts with label marc jacobs. Show all posts

Monday, 5 October 2009

Piazza Del Duomo


Sometimes it's not about what you show on your daily passeggiata, but what you hide. Scarves, sunglasses, stockings, tights, whatever.

One of the first things I felt when I moved to Milan was the sensation of being naked when I was not wearing sunglasses. Everyone in this city wears them, rain or shine.

Other things to notice - black stockings make your legs look skinnier. Not that this one would need it, but so many others do...

Friday, 21 August 2009

A big dilemma



Back to the woman who knew how to sell Marc J's. I went into the store, had a couple wrapped up and then I found out I forgot my wallet at home.
When I got home, I told my sister that I was going to buy her something, and that she could choose between the following two options, not having any clue whatsoever as to what I would buy:

a) I buy, you pay, I bring you a birthday present from Milan.
b) This will be your birthday present.

She decided to pay, and when I came home she was quite happy. Besides, they were 50% off (and there are more pairs at Den Dama, Lapsetorvet) and since she probably never would have found them herself, I consider it a nice favour... now what to get her from Milan?