photos by Mila
I was just staring at the screen... blank... for about seven minutes. It's sunday seven thirty and I am gym bound and awake for no apparent reason. Time change to blame. I guess. The photos are from yesterday, back to Lommel and back to the kind of withheld ground they call Sahara. Everything Céline for the bottom half and that checked Stella number stacked on top creating an equilibrium of doing justice to one another. A long sleeve shirt underneath is as important though. An extra dimension, you know. I've been wanting to put this number together from the moment of sweater acquisition, but then it was finally the moment and the time.