Summertime...

and the living is easy. Back from the camping trip, on a short break before the second island of the summer and few hours away from a timeless event, I'm lazying out on the couch, thinking about the year that's coming. Soon, the conversations are gonna shift from eternal summer loves, cocktails, the gym, swimming and beauté to elections, famine, revolts, employment, decisions. We're already past the middle of the summer but we're not saying "hello winter yet". I can't help but sense that the big things are yet to come. For now, lazying out in couches and chaise-longues seems the right thing to do to recharge for the long year that's coming...

U can only hope for a cocktail

Jacket, Vintage
Top, HM
Shorts, Zara
Pearls, Vintage
Shoes, Camper


One day, I found this jacket in mum's closet. I learned then that she and my grandma wore it quite often in the 80's. Since I like wearing my granny's clothes and shoes (the pearls are her's too) I chose it for a relaxed evening in the most amazing bar on the seaside of Arkoudi (guess what, the name means bear in Greek :p). Who wouldn't love a cocktail near the sea?