Strange to think that in parts of America it's summer, Labor Day, sunshine, BBQ: here in London it's grey and wet, back to work, back to school for some.. And for the Southern Hemisphere, it's Spring! That really confuses me no end.
Anyway saw this girl crossing the street as I was headed to the Knightsbridge branch of Burberry - Harrods was just behind me, and I like that little teeny tip of a Harrods plastic bag on the left. There's a story. There's always a story. I'll save it, tho, for another post.
Speaking of Burberry: anyone nab an invite yet? When I first went to London Fashion Week - last September - I applied as per directions by sending a nice polite request, via email, to Amy at Burberry. No invite. Tried again in Feb. Same thing. What are the odds, do you think, of getting third time lucky? Can you imagine having Amy's job? I bet she's got more friends than anyone in the world.
After being out most of the day, having left early, met some friends, did some shooting/shopping/snooping around, met Nat for a chat, did some more s/s/s, ate some sushi, then it started to rain and I remembered I forgot my keys. These are the moments when I realise what lucky woman I am. My husband, Mr. D, had left for a meeting, but he went back to get my keys & meet me. We were actually coordinating a meeting place when I shot this girl, didn't stop to ask her name and then, when we met up, we happened to be by some flowers, so bless his cotton socks if he didn't do a very very quick shoot.
Jacket from Barney's NY - the designer is Piazza Sempione, I don't know if they still exist - shorts, H&M, camel tee, gifted from American Apparel (the colour and feel are clearly going to be as much of a uniform for me as these shorts have been). Boots, Blue Velvet, a very reasonably priced shop on the King's Road that's been there forever.
p.s. Big thank you to H (Pret a Porter P) and Looking Fab: turns out, Piazza Sempione does still exist! Back when I lived in NY, I practically lived in their clothes, which I'd get in Barney's. Those were the days - before marriage, when I earned my own money and could buy whatever I liked.