Yes, this is indeed what is printed on one of my favourite T-shirts ever. I found it on Visual Statements and it basically provides an answer to any “Why…?” question people might ask regarding your actions/ tastes/ activities etc. When you get tired of answering yourself, just point to the T-shirt. Accessorizing with one of my favourite scarves (most likely found at C&A) and a pair of earrings that reminds me of summer and a good friend’s wedding.
I do own clothes to wear them repeatedly, not just once, hence today’s choice is the Marauder’s Map dress I have already had the pleasure of mentioning on this blog. I’m not sure if I’m up to no good, but then I’ll know for sure only when I put on the dress.
It’s a comfortable fit and provides built-in reading entertainment should it be too crowded on the bus to take my book out of my bag. I have yet to locate Harry. Map-wiping for two different looks is not included yet, but I’m sure someone’s working on it. Then again, I don’t have a wand, but maybe a non-verbal spell would work.
The dress laces up in the back, so it’s better to get that set before you put it on, making sure that the dress both fits well and you can still out it on/ take it off without having to undo your hard work with the strings.
Knee-length black leggings will join the ensemble for that ever-present possibility of a strong breeze in the lovely city of Hamburg, as well as these earrings I grabbed on sale a couple of months ago (most like in SIX or one of the usual suspects), a ring that reminds me of my visit to Harry Potter: The Exhibition in Paris and a dab of lipgloss. Ready to geek! I mean, ready to go.
Even if only in my mind. For what would a week be without denim?
The leggings and dress combo, or leggings and pretty much everything combo, has been praised by me often enough, and today is no exception. A relaxed, but still put-together outfit for the last working day of the week, as well as prepared for the 15-minute changes between rain and shine we’re currently experiencing over here.
This post is really short, but I figured I would make the length proportionate to the amount of time it took me to get the outfit assembled. *Ever so slightly smug.*
“He can call me a flower if he wants to…I don’t mind.” Some quotes just stick with you forever. Say ‘flower’ to me, and there’s a 90 percent guarantee that I’ll say the former and also imitate this little…well, I can call him a flower, he won’t mind.
Wednesday the long day is behind me, today is more relaxing, with some drinks after work. If the weather gods favour us, we will sit outside, and if not, it’s still safe to wear this. My lipgloss tube is almost empty, as this is one of my favourite shades.
Not, not over someone, thankfully.
I have a long day ahead of me and the prospect is making me shudder slightly, but what are situations like these if not an occasion to whip out some comfortable (and fun) shoes?! Having a good footing, literally or physically, not just metaphorically or mentally, is crucial to how I get around my city, my work, my travels and my life. I remember wearing proper sneakers during one of my favourite long walks once, instead of the sturdy, but thinner low sneakers I usually put on, and it made a noticeable difference to my feelings of comfot and how long I could stroll around for. Obvious and well-known facts, but even these we sometimes have to discover for ourselves.
I was recently told by another woman that I was brave, because she never would have trusted herself to wear such shoes. I was left feeling flattered and wondering whether she secretly wanted to.
Pop (explosion?) of colour on the bottom, reserved tones on top, and like I said, it’s going to be a long day, so bless the jeggings. The top is from my mother – we share a liking for versatile basics.
Because the outfit includes shorts! Get it, get it?
Last week’s shorts and tights combo worked really well for me, and I decided to repeat the experience today. This loose, light-grey top is perfect for the warmer weather we are having, should I take off my jacket during my lunch break and still want to be protected from the usually present note of Hamburg cool in the air. I like matching green to grey, preferably darker tones of the former, hence the earrings above, and the tights are the exact same shade as the stones. I got the lipstick in a drugstore in Tokyo, we passed by the same shop every day and, predictably, soon I was drawn to the extremely neat and bright shelves filled with numerous pretty things.
Like a magpie. No more distractions! Off I go!
Yes, sometimes they are, but there are also many other colours. The ones accompanying my outfit today are white and grey, against a black background.
The way my outfit ideas take shape, aside from the influence of practical considerations like the weather or my schedule, is usually either triggered by entertainment consumed within the last weeks or the desire to wear one particular item, and then the rest pops up around it. In this case, the one particular item were the rose-and-generally-flower-patterned tights from Calzedonia, which I got on sale during a memorable winter break in Verona – another city that won my heart.
Roses do have a special meaning for me. When I was younger, my grandmother, who lived in another city, sent me letters. One of them stands out in my memory. Her eyesight was gradually failing, and as I pulled her letter out of the envelope, I could see that her handwriting was a little different. But the whole letter was written in green ink, and at the end of it was a small drawing with the caption, “These are the roses that grow on my balcony.” The flowerpot was also drawn in green, and on top of the stems poking out from it were bright red pops of colour. These flowers might not have been roses, but my grandmother could see them, and my grandfather, who has the greenest thumb in the whole family, lovingly tended to them year after year. I kept that letter, and ever since, without fail, whenever I see red roses, I think of my grandmother.
The cherry red finely pleated skirt compliments the femininity of the tights, while being individual enough itself. Since I have this pop of colour in the middle of the outfit, I opt for black on top – the short black cardigan I thought lost had simply slipped further back in my closet, and I pair it with a sleeveless black shirt. Velvety black ankle boots since I’m feeling slightly chic, a slender silver chain with a sparkly pendant, silver stud earrings and one of my favourite lipsticks rounds up the accessories for this suit of armour.