Don't Forget To Dance
When it comes to personal style posts it is sort of a three part job. Building an outfit, getting your photos taken, and writing something about the post. Part one is easy and my most loved part. Part two, somewhat uncomfortable, as I really couldn’t say that I am the most comfortable person in front of the lens. But then this, well this is my Achilles heel. I was never a writer nor ever will be, hence don’t expect anything brilliant. All I can do is talk about the outfit, or simply randomly blabber as I just did now:) At least I'm honest, right?
So about the outfit… It was a Saturday spent with a colleague and a friend of mine strolling around Shoreditch (London) and Columbia road in attempt to find a perfect coffee shop. It was chilly, so queue the fur coat, which I snagged with a great deal at an outlet I was working few weeks before. And given the leopard print is a statement enough, I kept everything else black and clean. Oh, and the title is due to last photo, where I sillily threw out some dance moves (..and slide!).