Although it has been raining here in Milan for the past week, last Thursday was Italy’s liberation day so I got to enjoy a very rare long holiday weekend. Unlike the Irish who like to take 25 Monday’s off during the work year to enjoy long boozy weekends (and they are 100% in the right of it), the Italian’s are a little bit like the Germans teetotaling their days off so they can take the entire month of August off. This is of course is all hunky doory for the Italians living in Italy but what about the poor Irish living here who suffer from Monday morning sleep in withdrawal symptoms and alcohol deficiency syndrome?
A part from shying away from cigarettes, I have never been particularly health conscious until a couple of months ago when I started to wake up at 3am in the morning with heart palpitations. After about one month of this, I got fed up and decided to take action. Searching the web for answers, the same thing kept popping up over and over again – magnesium deficiency. Since then, I’ve been doing some research on this vital yet often overlooked nutrient.
While we would all love to arrive at our work stations immaculately turned out and styled to a an
enviable T, for most of us (including myself), however, we are willing to sacrifice a well-put-together outfit in favour of an extra 10 minutes snooze time in bed. How wrong we are. Whether or not we would like to admit it, fashion, clothes and appearance count – they speak volumes about us and even more so in the, often, non intimate workplace. But there is still hope for the lazy girl/budding professional who wants the best of both worlds.
Although not intentionally going for the look, on an after examination, I realized that it could be construed in this way. Either way, I’m loving these Carvella shoes I bought two Christmases ago. The pink heels remind me of my teeny bopper years when I thought Paris Hilton was cool and I still plaited the tails of my little ponies.
Necklace and Bracelet: Bronzallure
Forget browsing through commercialised fashion shoots, the best inspirations often come from street style snaps. Here are a few of my winter favourites courtesy of vogue.it, elle.com and marieclaire.com.
After 6 years of religiously wearing a puke green plaid kilt skirt during my nerdy fuzz days in convent school, I had completely gone off any style that resembled tartan. Alas…move forward a mere 5 years (I’m 23 until I’m 33 ) my nauseation has slightly subdued and I’m actually becoming pretty fond of the Scottish look especially this yellow checkered skirt seen on Jessica Alba recently. Anyhow, current coveted pieces include a Falabella covertible wool plaid shoulder bag by Stella McCartney, a Classic Gainsborough Plaid Sweater by Vivienne Westwood and Cuban Creepers by McQ Alexander McQueen.
Unless I win the lotto, rob a bank or get a very much deserved, early Christmas gift from my beloved Italian stallion, I won’t be getting the above delights any time soon. But a girl can always dream. If, unlike me, you have been saving like a Jew and you have overflowing funds, all of the above are available with just a clicky click click:
Dries Van Noten
Not privileged, important or fashionably whacky enough to attend Paris Fashion Week, my favourite collections arrived in real time from my daily, on the job bible, style.com. Although not a fashion journalist, nor do I near claim to be, my top three ‘personal favourites’ in preferential order include:
I caught hold of these bat pants about two years ago when I was having a speedy gonzales snoop through my mother’s wardrobe. She had popped out to the shop so I took a quick opportunity to bribe my little brother with 10 euro to unlock the door into her treasure chest wardrobe (she put a digital lock on her door about 10 years back to stop me taking her, just the perfect size for me, shoes). My sartorial verdict? 10 euro well spent.
Ps. Mum if u are reading this post, I’ll return them the next time I come home….promise!
- Pants: my mothers
- Shoes: Zara
- Jacket: Asos
- Necklace: H&M