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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BLACK LACE DRESS FOR A ROMANTIC OUTFIT

 It’s time, for the ones that have not already done it, to afford one of the most scaring moments for all of us, the terrible seasonal change of clothes in the wardrobe. The season is already changes, the summer is ended, and, even if we try to convince ourselves that’s not true, going out without coat it means freezing. Now, if some of view, is following me from the Carribean (agh), it’s different from what I’m saying, but here in Italy, even more in the north, cold temperatures are already in our life. In the beginning it came slowly, during that day in which was still hot, but if you had to stay out till the evening, there was that cold breeze that made you swear. Now it’s unashamedly cold, from the morning till the night. It’s time to put away tees and shorts for finding space for sweaters and coats. I always thought that the best thing would be having a winter section and a summer one. But unluckily my wardrobe is to small (no! it’s not that I have to many clothes) so anytime I have to work hard. I keep the clothes for the other season are hanged in few stands at the first floor. You can not even image how horrible is that day in which I decide that it’s time for the change. A day that I would avoid with all myself. I go ahead like that: firstly I decide that clothes that are just and only for summer, I put them on my bed, I go downstairs and I take with me few winter clothes that I fit in the wardrobe when the summer ones were, and I do it for like thirty times, up and down from the stairs. In the end there are just those clothes that can be used in both the seasons (that clothes that if you wear a pair of stockings and are good for the winter, tees that I will wear under cardigans, almost all the skirts except for those made with light fabric. Anyway, I can not explain how satisfied I am when the work it’s done, and I can see my wardrobe in great order, with all the clothes separated by category (dresses, skirts, coat, blazers, cardigans, sweaters), and iI even hardly believe that it’s mine. In twenty days it will be a mess. The clothes will be all heaped that try to stay hanged, some from the sleeve, others from a small piece of textile or even from a pocket. Moving a coat many times I can find out a cardigan, and under it a tee. In the drawers the clothes are roll into balls, and the pants pleated, here and there shirts that ask to be respected and ironed. It’s better to not speak about the underwear drawer, in which underpants and bras are pressed in it with the result that many of them are declared lost for months. Anytime I did the seasonal change of clothes I am sure won’t be like that, that I will keep everything in order like the first day. Now few days are gone and everything is going on in a decent way. When I decide to not wear something I put it in it’s section, and sweaters are folded one over the other. How long will be like that?

ZARA BLACK LACE DRESS

MAX MARA PINK BLAZER

GIVENCHY BAG

SWEET YEARS SHOES

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