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I said it before and will say it again: London is a place that pushes me into denim looks and nothing can change that. From the wild flare jeans I wore on my first day in this rainy city, to the absolutely savage but perfectly cool oversize jacket I wore on the second day (by the way both pieces are from the same brand,… Read more

Whenever I think of London, I see ripped denim and rain – call it stereotype but that’s the pattern of each of my trips to this city. My last London experience was no exception, almost two weeks ago I surprised Charles with a little gateway for his 28th birthday and, after packing my wildest jeans, we flew to UK’s capital, where we stayed in… Read more

I just came back from a press trip in Gstaad, and before staring to work for my upcoming university exams (damn) and the articles from London (got two planned for you!), I wanted to quickly come back to the outfit I wore in Paris, when I attended the Clarins Academie event, for this particular look had a very nice feedback from the Instagram… Read more

I like waking up in Geneva, walking down the Boulevard Georges Favon with the morning sunshine warming my back, crossing the milling bank district where my shadow reflects in the glass walls like hundreds of sea waves, going up to the city’s old town that is always calm and restful. There is an arcade I particularly like there, one where the Geneva-born brand called… Read more

There are two options when you’re gifted a costly pajama, either you’re the kind of person that enjoys slipping into your warm bed in an italian silk shirt – which, as you might have guessed, I am not – or you decide that sleeping in such a fab garment is a waste of prettiness and you just go for a styling challenge. In my… Read more

There is a french expression that shows itself quite accurate every springtime, it says: en Avril ne te découvre pas d’un fil, which can be translated by “in April don’t remove a thread of clothing” – and basically means that April’s warm weather is not to be trusted. While I consider myself relatively trivial towards this sort of dictums, I must admit being… Read more

In Russia we have a folktale that used to be really popular among the children in my village, the tale is about a little mouse that, if you treat it with care, could turn things into real gold. I remember how we were all searching for it, how we believed that richness was just hiding somewhere close. Apart from the romantic aspect of… Read more

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