Moschino | Edda Loves Heels

15 december 2012

edda

Moschino

Weekend!

Have been working like a maniac this week and almost fell asleep between attempts to decorate house (note: Christmas baubles are not very comfortable to lie on) and computer (another note: keyboards are not either). Am already quite certain there won't be enough days in the weekend to recover (or squeeze the work in which still needs to be done). And did I mention that I have scored zero Christmas presents so far (so I'll be one of the billion people downtown tomorrow morning), and am just adding "to do's" to my lists rather than scratching them off.
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Don't know why time is running so fast towards the end of the year now. Am very tempted to hand it over some of my most-impossible-to-run-in-heels, just to slow it down a little, but afraid this won't help. Only advice I have left to slow things down and stretch the moment a little: pick some good friends (read extraordinary heels), pop a good bottle, surround yourself with laughter, joy and people you love and celebrate the "it's almost Monday" blues away. Girls wanna have fun too. Have a very good weekend everyone. Cheers!

xxx

Today's shoes are Moschino

17 september 2012

edda

Moschino

Where is my Mojo?

Full of energy I should be, ready to dive back into reality (unpack suitcase, run the washing machine, hit work with enthusiasm). Plus I should be over the moon with excitement to once again enjoy the comforts of civilisation: a properly working internet connection for example: not staring at the latest fashion and gossip news with the pictures taking an hour to load.

Reality bites. Here I am, still in my PJ's with a snotty nose (the usual too much "air conditioning" - still sporting holiday halter-necks), totally lacking energy. Can't find anything to wear, nor am I in the mood to get dressed (and that after having studied all A/W collections for a week, longing to jump into the new luring fashion items).

Maybe I'm suffering from a "post-beautiful-vacation-countryside-oh-it-was-so-peaceful" trauma. At least found my Moschino heels I've been missing for quite some time. Spirit is still missing though. So if anyone comes across my Mojo: please return to the usual adress.

xxx

Today's shoes are Moschino

19 maart 2012

edda

Moschino

The sexy neighbor

Speaking of fantasizing…

While getting balcony ready for the new season with fresh lottery “goodies” (it really looks very spring 2012 now), I couldn’t help but notice that “sexy neighbor” (opposite balcony, 2nd floor) has apparently disappeared.

I was already feeling a bit of a “Desperate Housewife” looking out for him
(no dirty thoughts at this point please, I am a lady, and we just shared some friendly greetings every now and then).
But you have to understand: he likes to smoke cigarettes topless in the morning, and he has this Cornetto figure, muscles fully worked out, six pack, and all.
Not that I was actively out to catch a glimpse of his golden (shaved) torso (morning sun playing with the shadow of his perfect biceps), what do you think….
I just happened to find myself hidden behind the curtains to *ach*…just marvel at his perfectness from a distance (totally “Wisteria Lane”).

Having missed out on him the whole winter (well, it wouldn’t have made much sense to see him sporting a woolen jumper anyway), I didn’t think of him until yesterday.

Today, just when I had accepted the fact that my eye candy won’t be delighting my summer for good, there he was again.
He was clipping his toe nails on his balcony, right into the neighbor’s garden below.
Life is so unfair.

xxx

P.S.: Today’s shoes are Moschino