Showing posts with label Stuart Weizman. Show all posts
Showing posts with label Stuart Weizman. Show all posts

30.11.10

in the jungle

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top: American Eagle. jeans: French Connection. boots: Stuart Weizman, necklace: Banana Republic. belt Zara

My sister and I are still in the trenches of moving and setting up her new place. So in lieu of an outfit post here is a look into my jungle shoot at my mom's house. Photos taken by my amazing sister. Don't worry, I returned the favor. She now has a slew of mom's jungle house photos. Photo shoots with my sister always entails a hoot of a time. We usually end up laughing so hard, people stare, but really we think they are just jealous that they are not included in our fun. :-)

29.11.10

THE move

My sister heard I was coming to stay with her for a while for holiday's and had a brilliant thought. Her thought went a little like this: "Sister is coming. Great. Fantastic. Oh wait that would be a fabulous time to move again."
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top: American Eagle. blazer & jeggins: Club Monaco. boots: Stuart Weizman. ring: White House Black Market. necklace: borrowed
See, lately when my sister hears I am coming she does something dramatic like move. This will be the third time since last November that the little brat has moved and yes I was here for all three. Okay she is not really a brat and I guess I would want my help moving too so on that note I have to pack another box!

12.11.10

day what 5?

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(top: Club Monaco. jeans: French Conn. boots: Stuart Weizman. belt: Rough Roses. fingerless gloves: Club Monaco. scarf: Burberry. black and gold bracelet: gift 

Today was a crazy day of packing and traveling. I am in Munich for the night and off to a little city called Amberg where I am told if I even get cell phone reception that I am lucky. Fun. Fun.
I took the train to Munich from Hamburg today and one complaint (besides the one about me typing with a German key board right now.) This man came out of the bathroom and it was stinky. To top it off he didn't put down the toilet seat. Two unpleaseantries in one. Yuck.
I did work out today hence the crazy punching scences. It was a mixture of working out and wearing fingerless gloves. I felt powerful and fearless. That could also come from my giant wind blown hair.