I had a pixie haircut (which I loathed) and went to see The Streets in Zürich. Together with my brilliant roommate and two other wonderful girls.
I thought bows in my hair were a good idea. I also dressed like a little girl from the prairie and took artsy selfies of myself in the bathroom mirror. Oh, the innocence of youth...
More "artsy" facebook profile pictures. Oh well, at least I never participated in any kind of "girls gone wild"-bullshit I have to be embarassed about by now...
Made Christmas cookies in my 50s-housewife-apron and generally dressed like I had just jumped out of an episode of Mad Men. Which I watched obsessively back then.
I just came back from New York City, where a street style photographer dude from Brooklyn had asked me if he could take my picture while I was wearing this outfit. Naturally I wore nothing else for the next 4 months... (Shirt: Urban Outfitters, Leggings: American Apparel, Necklace: Marc Jacobs, Bag: Cambridge Satchel, Shoes: Urban Outfitters)
Oh so many animal prints. And blissfully long hair.
Found a piece of jewelry that fits my general mood. And I bet it would also come in handy in a pub brawl...