That’s enough skirt wearing for one week, I want those jeggings. I love these clothing portmanteaus. One day jeans and leggings met, et voilà. No, I didn’t just double-check portmanteau or look up supercouple on Wikipedia. People are fascinated with the latter, but basically it’s also just a blend of insatiable curiousity, sometimes normal curiousity about other humans and the birth and mutation of celebrity culture in the twenty first century.
Where was I. The classic blue jeggings, would look nice with those chocolate brown Chelsea boots. I immediately have to think about that one time I ran to a shoe shop after work, because my then pair of black ankle boots had given out, and I actually needed some for an event the next day, and the helpful assistant, a matronly-looking woman with a thick Eastern European accent, led me to the back, encouragingly saying, “Hierrr habe icchh Chelsi boots!” I can almost always identify these accents and I also have a theory that sometimes we Slavic people have a radar for each other.
Anastasia is severely, and I mean severely debatable in terms of historical accuracy, but very enjoyable as an animated feature on its own.
Aha, speaking of fancy dress, I do have to look a little smarter this evening, but I don’t want to change at work and I don’t want to ditch the jeggings. Asymmetrical white tunic with black and grey rose prints evenly spaced out on the material – it’s always served me well in cases like these.
Brown/ beige/ old rose (seems to be a theme this week) dangly earrings with the little silver leaves. I remember rummaging for them in a pile of costume jewelry at the Mädelsflohmarkt a few years ago. Fun event, cool music, delicious snacks and a gift bag for the first 100 girls in line along with the entrance fee of 1 euro (back then), but as the day progressed, hell hath no fury like a woman searching for a bargain. Shopping at flea markets also makes sense, btw.
