Here we are. Going toward the shortest day of the year. Not liking it.
When I took my usual #selfieinthekitchen it was around 8 and it felt dark and sad. Now I am immersed in a thick fog that eventually will raise so that we will have a few hours of sun.
This is winter. There are things I like about winter: the hot teas, the soft sweaters, sleeping underneath the duvet, the snow, the crisp air. But this lackness of ligth is something I suffer.
Well, stop complaining!!
I am wearing a stripy cachemire sweater (have you noticed how many ways to write the word cachemire are there, and nobody know – not even myself- which is the correct way?) I bought in Ancona, the blue skirt from Jigsaw and the corduroy jacket from Massimo Dutti.
It is a strange mix. I am not hundred percent sure it works. But so is today. No certainties.
Not even to be #50chic and #chicafter50? Well, no. Thinking about it, is it really possible to be always, I mean always, chic? You tell me!
Have a nice day!
Anna da Re