I got this skirt in December and everything about it screams winter, so to challenge myself I decided to make a summer ensemble starring it and its majestic pleats. Enjoy.
These pictures were taken on my Nana’s farm, or simply “the farm” as my family calls it. The place is magical – some of my best childhood memories took place there. There were always epic soccer matches that only ended when it was twilight and croquet games that somehow managed to be interesting, but ping pong was by far the fiercest sport played. All sports aside, the best part was always seeing my aunts, uncles and cousins. Catching up with their lives over a box of chocolates, acting out funny stories, playing Skip-Bo, feeding the horses – everything seemed to happen over at “the farm.”
Most of the time I’m just as interested in the background of personal style blogs as much as the clothes. The location of the shoot tells the story of the clothes. I’m always somewhat disappointed when I pick up a fashion magazine and their editorial was just done in a studio. Where’s the sense of adventure? I would rather see that same model on the streets of New York or in front of a majestic waterfall in Brazil or on the cobblestone streets of a European village. I think this is why I love blogs, because every day I get to visit a different place in pictures and the background is always interesting.
Lots of love,