Queen of the allegory
It’s been six (seven?) weeks of staying at home, and I have three outfits on rotation.
I mean a little more than that if you consider all the combinations one can do with three outfits. My lovely friends are asking me, "Do you want us to send you some clothes?"
And I’m like, Oh yes!!! Maybe?
Maybe not???
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Truth is, I feel like I am winning at the quarantine fashion week big time.
I am so proud of myself.
Look at this wonderful street style I am sharing with you this week!!! Of course this is me! I was portrayed by my co-quarantiner H, seven years old. Good eye for style.
It’s the perfect representation of quarantine me.
Desperation in the eye, coordination in the style.
Winning! And I didn’t even know when I was packing - that I was packing for what will be about two months of quarantine! Nope, I just packed well because I have very simply become the wardrobe queen.
Let me explain to you why.
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No. Actually, let’s start this story from the beginning.
Once upon a time there was a young (okay, yo…