"Yes I'm rocking Jordans but ain't a jumpman"

New toys, new pets... what you want to call them.

#thingsaregettingbetter

LFW - day 3

I've been in London for 5 days with my mother and brother, and I tried to enjoy it as much as I could. Since it was the first time for my mother we just went standard and visit the typical places like Buckingham Palace, Big Ben, stuff like that. But luckily my b&b was in Notting Hill, which I hadn't seen last year, so I got the chance to see it and I also went to Portobello Road, which is fabulous because it sells anything that you're looking for. But the best waffle I tasted was on Oxford Street, maaan. My taste buds were doing the conga. Then Piccadilly (duh), Camden, Bloomsbury ('cause my brother lives there), Soho... well Soho is the shit! After I get the high school diploma I think I'm gonna live there and work in some cool store like Size?, Topshop, Supreme or something. Oh, I bought a Supreme hat. How amazing!? And got a new pet, my Air Jordan 4 retro hahaha <3

Last but not least, I went to Somerset House, where the LFW exhibit was held. It was open to the public, so I worn the best clothes I carried with me, my new J's and sunglasses bought in Camden and Primark flower collier, and sneaked inside. It was AWESOOOME it was like living in Tommy Ton's photos! But even better and random bloggers and photographers asked to take pictures of me!!! That was a dream come true! I've always been yearning for such things. Then I met Maria Francesca Pepe, alias MFP, the famous jewerly stylist whose jewels are worn even by Lady Gaga and Rihanna. Plus, she's from my city, so I approached to her, asking for a picture, then told her I loved her works bla bla bla. Then she said "have you seen my expositon?" and I was like NO 'CAUSE I HAVE NO FUCKING PASS so she said I could register myself as a visitor and just go there take a look. But they gave me no pass 'cause I didn't "work in the fashion industry". I had to be at least a blogger (a serious one) to get one... but then a guy came up to me, asked me what was the problem, so I told him that MFP herself said I could see her expo. He talked to the guys and LET ME IN. In an area reserved only to buyers, designers, press etc. ME! I am absolutely nobody in this world but I've got this chance anyway. This made me think a lot and made me realize that, basically, almost everything is possible. Yeah, you just gotta believe in it and shit, but it's true. "No dream is too big, sky's the limit"! ...Lucky strikes are necessary, though. 

I could say more but meh, I've told this story a hundred times!

MFP is lovely <3

Notting Hill/Portobello Road

me and my J's post Somerset House. Ain't they adorable!?!?!?! My £90 sweetpies. I love being a woman and having a small foot.

OOOHHH and I also met Byron London! Thing I expected anyway. Like, I was sure I would find him there, and so did I :) he's been so cute and told me I was sweet. (duh, I was like "I love you, I love your pictures, everything!") damn he's fierce

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Girlonthemoon 

Riccardo is my homeboy

I'm kidding, he's not. #dreamingthecrapoutofme

I just finally received this tee from the Watch The Throne tour from a friend of mine who went in Paris, just like Kanye's by Riccardo. Now I can say my life is complete... I really still can't believe I own it!

Thank you Ann <3 it only misses the stars but whatever.

BALL SO HARD.

xx

Girlonthemoon

Pyramids

Oh God, I ain't been posting for 5 months. Shame on me.

Btw, these shots is the most productive thing I've done this summer. You know when you just can't wait for summer, and you think "I'ma do this, I'ma do that, I'ma learn japanese and ride a dragon" and everything, 'cause you actually (should) have the time to do all of that. But instad NO. Summer is evil. It catches you with its smell of sea, pebbles (yeah on my beach there are pebbles. But they don't smell), friends and total laziness. So all I've done was fucking around, sun tanning (I don't want my tan to ever fade!!!), drinking and dancing. All constructive things, huh? But I've learnt how to skate a little bit and I'm so happy about this.

Anyway, everything was inspired by Channel Orange, Frank Ocean's last album. One of the best albums ever, of course. So everything is orange, soft, connected to nature and oriental shit like senseis and muslim taxi drivers.

                             

kisses,
Girlonthemoon