I love following the fashion shows voyage from New York – London – Milan – Paris, it’s a full immersion of ‘instant’ show coverage and street style stars. The Marc Jacobs show didn’t have extremely innovative concepts and it wasn’t pushing boundaries, what it did have was some serious attitude that oozed out of every single look and I can’t stop thinking about it. Slinky satins, sequins and metallic glamour in pajama’s, loose fitting coats, dresses, mini shorts and tailored skirts. Apart from the ‘I forgot my pants’ situation, who wouldn’t want to be this sexed-up, pixie haircut babe. She’s a Rolling Stones girlfriend, she prefers dry martini’s over cosmopolitans and has cigarette’s, black coffee and toy boys for breakfast, she’s a Marc Jacobs kinda gal. Baci xxx
