DONALD DUCK AND I, SINCE EVER

Since when I was a child, when I used to read Mickey Mouse, I always identified myself in Donald Duck. I’ve never suffered Mickey Mouse, always so perfect and smartass, while Donal Duck is like me: unlucky and lazy, obviously in good meaning (if this words can have a good meaning). Because, since when I was a baby,I am always be like that, in the end I do what I have to do, but always with much effort, because my nature is to be lazy, so lazy. I know that when I go out I’ll have fun and it will be worthwhile, but the idea of staying in my bed wearing my pajamas eating chips it’s so strong. And when I found a bit of time for doing nothing there is always someone (Save or my mum) that force me to do something reclutantly, like poor Donald Duck, tyrannize by Scrooge McDuck that always force him working for paying his debts, or by Daisy Duck that always ask him move furnitures (why that girl/duck has always to change the position of the furniture?). Another Donal Duck bad luck is to always have his cousin Gladstone Gander, the perfect lucky braggart, that always go in the proper way to him, and even makes waves about it. I can’t tell you how many Gladstone Gander I know, that I try to avoid and I always meet. Small bad luck, like his ones, happen to me. The only difference it’s that I don’t slip on a banana, but I fell from heels, and instead of a vase on my head, I always snag my tights while I am wearing it, I put my phone in the bag with keys, if I have an opportunity in the majority of cases go bad. I have one last thing in common with Donald Duck: I am like him, I never give up. I get mad and I do lots of noise, but after a bit everything it’s ok again and I carry on my way, not caring about what happened. I always admired him persistence and wish to have fun. Because in the life all we are a bit Donald Duck, but if we don’t surrender and we stay focused on good things around us, in the end we can see everything in a different way.

ZARA BLAZER

LIU-JO JEANS

PRADA BAG

DOLCE&GABBANA SUNGLASSES

ZARA SHOES

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ZARA FAUX FUR GILET AND NAIL POLISH

Today I would like to talk about something that, in good or bad, makes all us the same: nail polish. It’s an argument that we take for granted, that we do not consider important, but I think it deserve a chapter for himself. Firstly for the variety of colours: when we are in a perfume shop for buying one it seems that the shades of any colour are unlimited, and we are shocked by it. Usually the boyfriend or your girl friend have to spend hours next us, listening your doubt about which colour will be the trend for the next season. The true is that we are deluded cause when we arrive at home in our collection we always have the same colour as the one we have just bought. I realized with all my experience that are all the same. When we see that we already have that colour we repeat ourselves that on the nails the effect will be different. And here it’s the tragedy number two: the nail that never dry. It’s forbidden apply it if you have to do something in the next three hours. Even if you know that in the five minutes just after have applied it, in that time in which it’s so fresh, everything will happen: from your dog’s hair that goes on it, to the classic feeling of starving, itch, necessity to go to the toilet. Even when it seems to be dry, it’s not, it’s enough anything in the air that goes on it and ruined all your work. And what about if you wanna apply it before going to sleep? We would wake up with all kind of things on our nails. Talking about when it’s dry. I think that someone that had nothing to do invented it. Nail polish and work are far away to be friend: just if you wash plates or cook something that it will chip. It makes us run to cover that piece, with that horrible patch result. That we accept exhausted just by the idea of doing everything from the beginning again. When we decide to remove it, it’s impossible to remove it, like it want to stay there forever. In the end, without nail, we could not live: it makes our hands super fashion and makes us shine and happy. That’s why we have to put it again, in the end no pain no gain.

FRED PERRY SWEATER

ZARA WAISTCOAT

LIU-JO JEANS

TOD’S SHOES

PRADA BAG

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OXFORD SHOES IN YELLOW AND SPOTTED PRADA BAG

Oxford shoes are right now the must have. There are so many, in so many colors and so many design. I love Dolce and Gabbana ones that I wear here.

The ones in the pictures have their own story. During Milan Vogue Fashion Night Out I went to greet my friend Silvia, she was working like P.R. at FitFlop boutique. When I arrived I find out that there was a contest “look fight”, in which the prize for the best looks was a pair of shoes by the brand. You can see my look here. My outfit has been voted like one of the best and I won these lovely shoes.

Obviously I choose yellow ones, a color that I see like super fashion. Generally all oxford shoes are fashion. I just had to match them with a spotted bag, a bag that if I have to be sincere do not use a lot. It’s a bag that need to be wore just with unique looks, so spotted design can give the touch of glam that it deserves. There is another accessories that I can’t live without anymore: socks. They are able to transform a simple look in a interesting one. Did you see where we shoot? Yes on emergency stairs. You know that I love this kind of locations.

I think are perfect for whose that do street style. They represent something that it’s in any city, they are the soul of metropolitan look. I can’t tell you how much fun had Fiocco climbing all the stairs. That dog really do not feel dizzy.

Luckily I was wearing my Oxford shoes and not heels, or it would have been funny.

PENNYBLACK DRESS

PRADA SPOTTED BAG

CHANEL SUNGLASSES

FITFLOP OXFORD SHOES

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