That’s what I call the past days. Not only (and yes, I have to mention it another time) that fashion week turns up in the city, I also didn’t manage to do anything more than getting my press pass.

I guess I can blame it on the deadlines that oh so surprisingly pop up on my calendar and clash perfectly with all the LFW days.

To be honest: I’m not too sad. I somehow feel that I’m going to come around Somerset House with a completely different view on all the people hanging around that place. And I can’t wait to see whether my opinions towards that whole circus has really changed so much or whether I’m just like this because I haven’t been there for a year (and I don’t count Berlin in … ;)).

One way or the other, I’m definitely looking forward to feel the atmosphere and get some new impressions in – and maybe I’m brave enough to bring them up on this blog & don’t feel too mean when telling the truth (something which can be very dangerous for a freelancing person with an IQ above room temperature).

This is an outfit that perfectly describes this feeling I’m carrying inside at the moment; not in the most celebratory mood, not in the grungiest. Just somewhere in between playing around with patterns and a little bling bling for my ears.

Coat: Remy Hall

Shirt: Robert Friedman

Leggings: Mango

Earrings: Belina

Bag: J. Crew

Heels: Guess