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7 september 2015

edda

Paul Warmer, Tabitha Simmons, Yves Saint Laurent, ZARA

A|W 2015 Lookbook: Beautiful Blacks

The best thing about September might be that you can indulge and dream about all the new season keypieces while it’s still warm, and you don’t have to bother how the hell you should pull off that sheer dress when it’s actually -5 degrees. I also always (!) kinda fall into a sort of color frenzy (The new red! The bright blue! The “why not” green!), secretly knowing that after a month of trying hard to twerk all that perky hues my mind (together with extremely slowed down bodily functions due to the COLD!!!) settles in a sort of achondroplasia (read: fashion hibernation) as well.

From that moment on, black will dominate my wardrobe, and socks and boots will become a staple while I’m already dreaming about Spring (and new sandals) yet to arrive. So why not safe all the hassle and focus on BLACK from the very beginning, even better when all the delicious trends come in a desaturated version anyway. Regardless the season: black will always stay the new pink, and to sport a little gothic chic this winter is anything but depressing (or in my case: laziness). Hope you have fun with my Lookbook!

xxx
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1 mei 2014

edda

Gucci

Love, Hope, Faith

Whenever in need of a special detox day is (very much appreciated after all the partying whilst celebrating Kingsday in the Netherlands) I head to the Dutch seaside to enjoy nature and get back in touch with the pure elements.

Just taking the heels out on a relaxing stroll (balancing like a clown on eggs in the soft and moist sand), feeling the gentle breeze of the Dutch wind (probably wind force 10) and wearing nothing but a lace dress to make sure the sun can gently caress your skin (which you won’t feel because the stiff breeze is almost blowing you out of your Guccis): what a great idea!

I assure you, you will feel absolutely sober and rejuvenated afterwards and definitely HOPE you never have to do this again, LOVE the idea of going home and cuddling in blankets, and have FAITH that one day, ONE day you’ll learn to dance on the beach in heels and not look like an idiot doing so. But well, detoxing is overrated anyway. Where’s the next party?

xxx

Today’s shoes are Gucci
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Bag: Sisley | Dress: La Perla | Knitwear: Taudes | Necklace: Guess

6 augustus 2012

edda

Guess

“Gay Pride” and Prejudice

I've been searching for a gay husband forever. Believe every girl needs and deserves one. They understand that Moët is not alcohol but fully adequate food, Ballerinas are not to be called "shoes", and will watch the American ending of "Pride and Prejudice" with you over and over again. (Yes: they will have handkerchiefs prepared rather than your boyfriends asking: "Are you crying? REALLY???").

My attempt to find someone who could deal with me (aka walking, talking, shoe-hormone bomb) was sadly to no avail until today.
It must have been celebrating Gay Pride past weekend, that I remembered the story when I almost, ALMOST thought I found "The One".
Not only was he looking like Ricky Martin, he was also moving (hip's don't lie) like RM and talking just alike. I checked carefully.
Sensitive? Check. Complimenting my heels and outfit? (More than check: we had a whole discussion about it). Balancing a prosecco more elegantly than me in one hand while pulling a grand gesture with the other? Couldn't be more convinced.
And than: not that I know very much about Mariah Carey: but hell! He did.Super-excited I was. And keen on meeting again. Which luckily happened.
"Hello", he purred: "Sooooooo nice to see you, may I introduce you to my.....GIRLFRIEND?".
Sigh. Apparently my "Gay Pride" is more "Gay Prejudice".

For those who like pink, my heels and miss female body parts: Applications to the usual address please.

xxxToday's shoes are GUESS

8 april 2012

edda

Guess

Antacids are the new “pink”

“Good morning” shouts my sister,

popping the first bottle of champagne (that’s before breakfast: perfect timing :-))
My brother in law (still in his bathrobe) is frying bacon and eggs for 10 (the inner circle of the family), kids are literally crawling everywhere searching for their easter nests, filled with eggs and sweets, which we adults had so much fun hiding the yesterday night (my memories are a little misty though, so there might have been some other champagne involved).
It’s the second day of celebrating with the family, hardly out of my PJs the rest of the “clan” is arriving, bringing self baked cake and more eggs (god, I will die in Bavaria due to cholesterol overdose). Laughter and immediate chatter fills the room.

It’s the only time of the year (except Christmas) that my only accessories are a kid on one arm and a platter filled with everything God forbids (mostly carbs and sugar) in the other. I couldn’t enjoy it more.

Just like every year, the guys will fight to be the one to cut the giant paschal ham (a late “cave” syndrom I suppose). Just like ever year, the ladies will quickly give in to feeling comfy over looking pretty. And just like every year, we will wonder who ate and drank all the stuff that was prepared.
Well, one thing is certain: we will all suffer the next day. Together.

Antacids are the new “pink”:
Happy Easter everybody!

xxx

Today’s shoes are Guess

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A|W 2015 Lookbook: Beautiful Blacks

Love, Hope, Faith

“Gay Pride” and Prejudice

Antacids are the new “pink”